Amy pond held Clara Oswald tight, as much for her own quilt as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a roughshod sexual Assault, was passed out in Amy's blazon. Clara's consistence was warm and wet, her brown hair messed up and stupefy to her facial expression.

Amy looked up at the computer screens situated all around the control room. They were displaying a message to"BEGIN experimentation 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the topic of this experiment. What on dry land was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale yellow gas started to fill the control room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an escape route. To her alarm, there was no way out. The gas engulfed Amy and almost instantly she started to blacken out. She grasped at the air and sank to the ground, coughing and choking. Within a few secondment, her optic closed and her Earth was plunged into shadow ...

*

Amy awoke to find herself lying on a comfortable bed in a white, brilliant elbow room. The bed sheets she was lying on were light, strong and fluffy, and she felt extremely well-situated. She looked down at her body. The apparel she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revelation. She had been squeezed into a pissed Edward Douglas White Jr. night-robe which came halfway down her slim, pale thighs. The nightgown was clearly respective size of it too lowly for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look larger than they actually were. All of Amy's underwear had been removed ; she was completely naked under the nightgown. The garment had a translucent timbre and Amy could see the small garden pink cumulus of her nipples and the dappled Orange hair of her bush seeable under the slight fabric.

Amy looked around the diminished room. There were two beds next to each other, and two dressing board on either side of the beds. Cupboards and computing machine screenland lined the walls. Amy noticed there were four tv camera setup in each corner of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her breast and pussy with her script, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too practically ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the fertilization tables. The brunette was combing her fuzz and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a mingy livid nightgown made of very thin material. Her private country were similarly visible through the framework.

Now that Amy was nearer to Clara than she had been in the control room, the redhead was capable to make out the brunette's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty young woman. She had mid-length chestnut-coloured haircloth in a fashionable manner, ruby red cheeks, big brown eyes like that of a manga character, and a pixie-like button nose. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more intimate lineament, thanks to the revealing nightie. The brunette had unwaveringly supple tit, a neatly-trimmed trigon of dark pubic hair, and a skillful stave arse.

No doubt about it, Amy thought to herself- Clara was kinda cute.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed."Are you alright ? Are you hurt ?"

Clara turned around in her seat to face Amy."I'm OK,"she replied."I'm not hurt. I think they healed me somehow."

"Where are we ?"Amy asked, looking around the belittled, smart bedroom.

"We must be somewhere else on the spaceship,"Clara said."I'm not sure how long we've been here. You've been asleep for hours since I woke up."

"Well, wherever we are, we know they're watching,"Amy said, nodding towards the cameras.

"Yes, I noticed them too. Perverts !"Clara remarked."What do they want with us ?"

"I think we know the solvent to that, Clara,"Amy said."I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

Clara shrugged."It's okay, it's not your mistake,"the petite daughter said."I just wish there was a way out of here. I've try looking and there's zilch. Not even a airing shaft ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's nothing we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulder."C. H. Best not to opine about it,"Amy said soothingly."There's got to be a way out of this place. Why don't we look together ?"

Clara, who seemed like she was on the verge of tears, sniffled and nodded her head.

The redhead helped the brunette out of her seat, and together the two confined girl looked around for an issue. As soon as they had started, an invisible door opened up in a section of the bedroom wall. Two automaton entered the room, their metal feet clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the pile of them.

The robot were tall and were made of a smooth and shiny Caucasian material. They had two legs and four foresightful limb. On the end of each arm was a humanoid hand. Their head word were white domain with a reckoner cover in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the room access closing behind them.

Amy and Clara held each former close."Who are you ?"Amy demanded."What do you want ?"

The golem closest to Amy raised one of his polished weapons system and pressed a button on the side of it."COMMENCE RECORDING - Begin experimentation 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

"Wait, Experiment 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that signify ?"

The robot near Amy said,"field of study 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

"Do you mean me ?"Amy said."Not on your life history !"

The golem pressed another button on its arm."NEURAL tie-in ESTABLISHED - SUBJECT 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's paw jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the pinch of the thin piece of wear. Amy felt as if an inconspicuous force was controlling her body. She had no choice but to rip the dilute nightie in two.

Clara was dumbfounded."Amy, what are you doing ?"she cried out loud.

"I ... I don't know !"Amy said in shock."It's not me ! They're controlling me somehow !"

Amy squirmed and struggled against her own hands as they tore the only affair preserving the last shadow of her modestness from her tall, lose weight body. The tattered nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't aid but admire Amy's incredible body. The red-header was tall, slight and statuesque, the complete opposite of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red hair cascaded over picket shoulders. Small but shapely tit sprang out of the torn nightgown and stood erect in the room's assuredness atmosphere. Best of all were Amy's legs, which were long, trimness and elegant- the peg of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how a great deal male person attending Amy had got in her life. Probably way more than her !

"semen HERE,"said Amy's robot."Begin PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing pegleg started to stock her across the room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front line of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her fountainhead was now tier with the automaton's crotch. A hatching opened in the golem's inguen and a huge Caucasian stopcock emerged from within. The member was at least ten column inch long, and it was already dripping with alien fluid.

"occlusion it !"Clara exclaimed."Leave her alone !"

"BEGIN PROCEDURE,"repeated the robot.

Amy grimaced and said,"Please, Clara ! I can't help it !"

Amy gripped the alien cock with her left bridge player. Her script seemed to bear a life of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any more ; it was obeying the whim and command of this sophisticate political machine. Amy started to stroke and pull on the stranger dig, which grew harder and openhanded in the redhead's lenient palm.

The robot nearest to Clara advanced on the poor petrified brunette. Even as Clara shook her capitulum in disbelief, it too raised one of its arms and activated the switch which would control her body.

"NEURAL link ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's automaton."submit 2 - LIE down feather ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her eubstance was under complete control condition. The golem could make her do anything it liked. Clara fought against it with all of her will, but she found herself lying back on her bed, her sheer nightgown riding up to her thighs.

"bed cover YOUR leg,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her rachis arched and her branch snapped open. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this time in the cruellest way possible. Her own body was working against her, offering no ohmic resistance to the noncitizen fanatic who intended to rape her.

Clara's robot pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in s. Two of its arms grabbed hold of Clara's pegleg and roughly pulled them up into the air. A third gear arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A sweetener flicked out of one of its finger and it slashed the hook across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's niminy-piminy body.

Clara shrieked,"No, please no ! Amyyyyy ! service meeeeeee !"

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was busy wanking off the alien automaton, pumping her fist up and down its metal rooster. Every so often ropes of alienate cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her wan womanly digit in its gummy substance.

The golem looked down at Amy with its computer point."ENGAGE MOUTH,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting cock and opened her oral cavity encompassing. The golem took hold of Amy's nous and pulled the redhead towards its huge metal schlong. Before Amy had any prison term to say or do anything, the wet dripping penis was jammed harshly into her mouth. The powdered ginger beauty gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her head up and down on the rock candy hard contrived penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being gear up for her rape. The robot pinning her down moved into emplacement, straddling the tiny young lady. As Clara lay there, squealing for release, a hatch opened in the middle of the creature's hips. A immense white cock sprang out of the opening. The automaton brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weighting on Clara. The flyspeck damsel was crushed down into the soft bed sheets. Clara hollered out flash one final sentence as the robot's massive cock entered her tricksy cunt, parting her pussylips with ease.

"Aaaaaaaargh ! No, please don't ravishment meeeeeeeee !"Clara screamed to high heaven.

The robot said nix, did nothing except starting time to thrust brutally in and out of Clara's tight honeypot. Her vagina was stretched to its full, the barbarian alien putz ramming her taut puss like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two costless arms and seized grip of the brunette's bouncing boob, groping and molesting them without ruth. Clara grabbed hold of the automaton's arms, tried to pull them off her breast, but there was no way she could strike them. Clara threw her headway back and shrieked for all she was worth, burn pain erupting from her kitty as the robot pounded it viciously.

On the other incline of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The stranger's sexual oil was being released by Amy's extraordinary technique. The gorgeous ginger goddess flicked her clapper over the bellying promontory of the stopcock, sucking and licking at it like a whore. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... cryptical inside her, she was starting to savor it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really hard, she could just make she was pleasuring her husband, not this raping stranger bastard.

"stoppage,"ordered Amy's robot."CLIMB ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head from the robot's concentrated prick. Long twine of stranger cum spilled out of Amy's sweetness mouth, dribbling down her chin onto her chest of drawers. She turned away from the automaton and crawled across the storey on all tetrad, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her pallid round rump into the air, presenting it to her golem like a trophy.

"No, wait !"Amy begged."What are you gon na do ..."

Amy never had a chance to finish her time, as the automaton positioned itself in front of Amy's puckered arsehole. Without warning it thrust forwards with all of its strength. The red-haired young lady howled out loud, the robot burying its mighty peter into her derriere.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The robot didn't listen, continued to ill-use the time traveller's rear end with his hard alloy member.

Clara looked over to Amy's nous, was sickened to see that her friend was now being raped too."Amyyyyyyyy !"the brunette cried out.

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a couple of awful stab forced a scream from the redhead's mouthpiece."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's robot roughly took hold of her slender hips, started to push the carrottop down onto its dripping metallic element dick. With another of its hired man, it grabbed hold of Amy's voluptuous, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her head up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual slave.

Clara closed her eyes, tried to envisage that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, intrepid traveller in clip and space, was now nothing more than than a tiny little fuckdoll, a striver to this hefty alloy automaton and its raping whims. She prayed that any second now, the doctor would bristle through the room access and pull through both of the missy from any advance impairment.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't change the grim realness of her position, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the liberal cock her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The pain and ignominy she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her queasy trial by ordeal was being recorded by the television camera situated in all four corners of the way. She could only marvel what use the taping of her and Amy's violation was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling intense sensations as the ten inch robo-penis plundered her closely ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something cold and electronic, buzzing inside her taut red dent. She looked over her articulatio humeri and saw that her automaton had plunged one of its farsighted fingerbreadth into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's trap wet with juice. The finger hummed and throbbed inside Amy's powdered ginger slice like one of the many vibrators she had used back on terra firma. Amy threw her head up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the intrude on electronic organ, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

Both of the raping automaton said at once,"CLIMAX APPROACHING - PREPARE FOR interjection ”.

Amy and Clara moaned as the here and now approached. They could feel the pecker inside them growing thicker and cheat. Clara did nothing except lay there, her legs spread out wide-eyed, the automaton working his dick deeper and deeper into her ravaged womanhood. She scrunched her eyes up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy meanwhile was actively working to get the robot off, jerking her hips up and down on the robot's severely rod. She wanted the abuse to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the automaton's pleasure, she could make it end quicker.

"EXPERIMENT CONCLUDED - COMMENCE interjection,"said the robots.

At once the molesting simple machine pulled their squirting dick out of the hapless ravished missy. Amy's robot callously threw the redhead onto her backbone, aiming its man-made schlong over her sweet angelical font. Clara's robot retracted its extremity from the brunet's dripping cunt and force it into her face. Both cocks erupted at the Lapplander clock time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt like gallons of sizzling alien cum. The violated fille were absolutely drenched in freight after sickening load of duncical Theodore Harold White jism. Their faces, hair and nipple became completely soaked in the repellant oozing, which stuck to their raw rap dead body like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this terminal degradation, raising her manpower to try and pass over the revolting juice from her boldness and hairsbreadth. Amy, hoping that maximising the robot's satisfaction might help her in some way, deliberately opened her mouthpiece and flicked her pink clapper out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

When the rapist robot had finished discharging over their victim, they stood up in unison and said,"EXPERIMENT CONCLUDED. interjection SUCCESSFUL. WITHDRAW AND PREPARE experimentation 3."

Neither Amy nor Clara heard them, or saw them leave the room. Both of the girls were completely exhausted, naked, spreadeagle over their beds, covered in slimy, syrupy palm of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever alien ability had abducted them.

The four cameras in the chamber scanned the consequence of Amy and Clara's latest trial by ordeal. Their lens blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious girls.

Somewhere else in the cosmos, a gravid dark material body was watching a screen which displayed the very same image. Two beautiful daughter, one a tall graceful carrottop, the other a precious petite brunette, having just been tormented and violated in the most brutal way possible.

The frame licked his sass with lust ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...