Clara awoke to get word a low hum sound all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to line up that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed bare and her legs splayed, on a cool plastic bed that gently pulsed with Theodore Harold White light. The bed was situated in the middle of a large, circular control condition elbow room, with many jury and data processor screens all along the bulwark. Some of the computer sieve were displaying random alien text ; others were showing images of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her hands and foot were restrained to the bed by duncical metallic element strap. Where was she, and what on Earth was happening ?

"Hey, what's going on ?"Clara cried out, struggling against the tight metal shackle."Doctor ? Where am I ?"

Then Clara heard a blue knocking sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her bonds would allow for, looking in the focusing of the sound. On the opposite side of the control way, there was a large glass cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a tall, slim young adult female not much younger than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in peak. She had smooth pale hide, luscious long red hair that glowed like flame, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the woman was fully clothed, wearing magniloquent grim dog, a gold-colored mini, a compressed disastrous top and dark jean jacket.

Before Clara could verbalize, the char said,"Please, don't be afraid ! I'm a prisoner here too !"The womanhood spoke in a mild Scottish accent.

"Who are you ?"Clara demanded."Where are we ? And why am I bare ? !"

"My name is Amy Pond,"the young Scotchman woman said."I was with my Quaker the Doctor. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee spyglass cage for hours. You arrived only a curt fourth dimension ago."

"Doctor of the Church ?"Clara asked."Did you say Doctor ?"

"Yes, I did,"Amy confirmed."Why ?"

Clara leaned her heading back to try and get a wagerer look at the tall redheader."But that's impossible !"Clara exclaimed."The Doctor is my friend ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then next thing I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"Department of Energy your Doctor looking at like a untested nerd with floppy disk hair and a bowtie ?"

Clara's restraints clinked as she shifted about on the bed."Yes, he did ! But then he changed. Into an older man with white hair- and a Scottish speech pattern, believe it or not !"

"I think I know what's going on,"Amy surmised."We both travelled with the physician at unlike points in clock time. Somehow or former, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some kind of spaceship."

"okay fine,"Clara sighed, looking down at her naked dead body."But what am I doing with no clothes on ? !"

"wellspring, that I can explain,"Amy said, turning away slightly and blushing."As soon as you arrived, the robots came. They tied you down to the bed and cut your clothes off. I told them to stop but they didn't listen. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's not your fault,"Clara said."I guess we're both stuck here. What do you think the robots want ?"

"I don't know,"the redhead replied."They haven't said a intelligence since I got here."

Clara relaxed, let her head declension back on the bed."We'll just have to play the waiting game, then. Maybe the physician will be here soon. He must be looking for us."

"Yeah, I really hope so,"said Amy from inside her looking glass prison cell.

Just then, a gimcrack dismay rang out through the control room. Several of the computer sieve started displaying the survey text :

"TARGETS ACQUIRED - NEURAL LINK organism ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE experiment"

Clara tensed. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, nude as she was."Amy ? What's happening ?"

"I don't know Clara !"Amy exclaimed."I wish I knew. Just relax. I'm sure everything is going to be fine !"

All of a sudden, hepatic portal vein opened up on Clara's bed. Clara looked down in affright. Out of the portals came six thick metal tentacles. Two of them coiled around her ankles. Another two latched onto her arms, looping around several times until they were taut. The final two snaked underneath Clara's body, wrapping themselves around her waist.

"Amy ! help me ! I don't know what to do !"Clara screamed out loud as the rough metal tendrils felt their way over her petite, exposed body.

Amy bashed on the unbreakable glass of her cage."Hey ! You lot ! leave her alone !"

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handcuffs and foot simpleness snapped back, freeing her manus and feet. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fasting. Clara struggled in their mighty adhesive friction, desperately trying to wrench herself liberal. It was no use. Her weak flesh and bone was no match for the strength of the extraterrestrial technology.

The side by side affair Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her tiny naked body into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her struggles were to no service. It had no event on the behaviour of the tentacles. She was their prisoner, and it was clear that they could do whatever they liked with her.

One of the tentacles around Clara's waist started to move again. It very slowly slithered down Clara's naked eubstance. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her break dark pussy !

"No, wait, delight stop !"Clara pleaded with her capturer as the tentacle inched unaired to her petite pink mound.

"leave-taking her alone ! quit it now !"Amy cried out, unable to avail her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's smooth stage coiled further up to her thighs. They started to run apart, wrenching Clara's legs open. Clara threw her head back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in store for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The front of it morphed its shape, growing a farseeing silver medal tongue. The tongue was wet with translucent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the control room floor. The tentacle reared up like an animal about to attack, and then it pounced on Clara's womanhood.

Clara screamed louder than ever as the invading alien tongue licked and sucked at her most sensitive area."Nooooooo !"she cried out gimcrack, sobbing, as she felt the crude appendage slobber and stroke from the posterior of her opening night to the top. Alien spittle commingle with Clara's own sexual succus as the synthetical knife found Clara's clit, working it mercilessly.

The other tentacle around Clara's waistline drew back, and also started to change. It grew wider and longer, forming a huge silver penis. The artificial cock was at to the lowest degree ten inches long.

Clara's heart widened as the phallus hovered above her straits."No, please, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting mouth, filling her throat in one brutal front. Clara groaned, unable to do anything except lie there, as the behemoth member started to slowly thrusting in and out of the time traveller's sweet mouth.

Amy could nothing except base and watch as Clara was being brutalised by the noncitizen tentacles. Her eyes filled with binge and she sobbed out loud, not just for the poor ravaged brunette, but in the knowledge that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her pussy and mouth were being ravished by the uncaring exotic tech. The cock ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was certain it was going to slip her jaw. The alloy penis was coated in some form of alien lubricant, and these mixed with Clara's saliva to aid its advancement in facefucking her like crazy. Clara gagged several sentence as the violent outlander pricking forced itself further into her mouth, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to commute, turning into another huge metal penis. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered posterior. Clara shook her forefront in desperation, moaned as she felt the stranger dildo caress her bare buns. She clenched her pert buttcheeks together, praying that the tentacle would leave this part of her alone. She had never done anal before, and was sure it would hurt. There was no way the tentacle was going to be conciliate !

Then, quick as a flash and to Clara's horror, the huge metallic element member rammed itself into her arse. At the Sami time, the prick in Clara's back talk withdrew, leaving her free to call at this new invasion of her body.

"Aaaaaaaaargh ! No please submit it out !"Clara wailed."Amy please assist meeeeee !"

"stay it ! cease it, you'll wipe out her !"Amy shouted at the alien monster.

Clara shut her eyes, tears streaming down her face, as the metal dildo pounded into her rump. She shrieked with every one of its savage drive. It felt as if it was ripping her open. There was no protection from the force of this raping alien monstrosity.

The penis that had been in Clara's mouth now moved to her perky titty. The two tentacles around her arms adjusted, pushing Clara's jiggling teat up. The member inserted itself between the two mamilla and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's sensitive breasts as a mean to raise pleasure.

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to stop this new humiliation. The flatware hammer was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's juices, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of duncical white liquid onto Clara's breasts. The cock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the rhythm of the shaft abusing her poor titties.

Amy could barely fetch herself to watch the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The bantam brunette looked like cypher more than a wench, a petite dame suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metal tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new friend, and fellow companion, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's tits crawled away. It moved slowly down her squiffy body, spurting alien cum as it went. Clara followed the tentacle with repulsion. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The net degradation. She squealed and pleaded with her noncitizen captors, but she knew that they would offer no mercy. She was now their plaything. The huge metal cock throbbed and slithered slowly over her potbelly, towards her kitty-cat. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's legs moved at the same meter, pulling her peg even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metal dildo approached Clara's cunt. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's tumesce clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible enlarged organ. midst alien juices glistened all over the metal ray. Clara sobbed helplessly as the affair slowly moved towards her opening, which was wet with saliva from the alien tongue. The vast alloy cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably jab inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the hammer slammed into her sopping cunt. Both of her golf hole were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her arms and wooden leg moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the rock-and-roll hard metallic incision. The alien dildos were so grueling and frigid inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously strange sensations. delight mingle with pain and disgrace as her arse and twat were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. The brown-haired girlfriend winced and her mouth gaped outdoors in a wordless screech ; she had never been fucked this hard in her life. The tongue tentacle leaped to her breasts, licking and sucking her round tit, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be spue. Surely Clara couldn't need much more than of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't stop until they had squeezed every Panthera uncia of delight out of the ravaged brunette. Loud squelching speech sound and the slapping of metal against Clara's flesh were all Amy could hear, echoing horribly around the control elbow room.

Clara felt something happening. The metal cocks were growing larger and more raise. She felt them start to twitch against her pussy walls and arsecheeks. Surely the prison term was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the cock exploded. midst jets of alien cum spurted inside her butt and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the frigid sexual oil spray inside of her dead body. The cocks continued to flip and squirt for over a minute, draining every go free fall into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her transparent jail cell.

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's orifices, sliding out with loud popping sound. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limbs retracted, bringing her piteous commonplace body back down to the charge card bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to affect, her pussycat and arse stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portals around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to live. Now discharge, Amy rushed over to her clapperclaw ally. She ran to Clara's side and held her, hugging her stopping point. Clara was covered in a slender glaze of sweat and globules of odoriferous alien jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, tearful. Clara could say nothing, was practically passed out in Amy's subdivision. The redhead stroked the brunette's shiny dark hair, trying to comfort her."Don't worry, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those Logos, she knew that they weren't true. They were both captive of an unsung extraterrestrial force, who would barricade at naught to extract the utmost amount of sexual gratification from their powerless eubstance. It was Clara's bit now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the thought of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her pickle.

The alarm rang through the control way again and the figurer screens started displaying a new didactics :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE RESULTS - Menachem Begin EXPERIMENT 2"

Amy gulped, clutching Clara's naked body closely to her. They were both in serious trouble ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...