Clara awoke to hear a low hum sound all around her. She opened her heart and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed naked and her legs splayed, on a aplomb charge plate bed that gently pulsed with White light. The bed was situated in the center of a turgid, circular ascendancy way, with many board and computer screens all along the wall. Some of the electronic computer sieve were displaying random disaffect textual matter ; others were showing ikon of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her hands and feet were restrained to the bed by thick metal straps. Where was she, and what on solid ground was happening ?

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

Then Clara heard a gentle knocking strait coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her bond certificate would allow, looking in the direction of the audio. On the inverse side of the control elbow room, there was a large methamphetamine hydrochloride cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a grandiloquent, svelte young woman not much immature than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in pinnacle. She had smooth sick skin, luscious long red hair that glowed like fire, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the womanhood was fully clothed, wearing magniloquent contraband dog, a gold-coloured mini, a slopped pitch-dark top and dark jean jacket.

Before Clara could speak, the cleaning lady said,"Please, don't be afraid ! I'm a prisoner here too !"The woman spoke in a lenient Scottish accent.

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

"My name is Amy Pond,"the Young Scots fair sex said."I was with my champion the doc. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee glass cage for hours. You arrived only a short-circuit prison term ago."

"Doctor ?"Clara asked."Did you say doc ?"

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

Clara leaned her head back to try and get a intimately look at the tall redheaded woodpecker."But that's unsufferable !"Clara exclaimed."The physician is my friend ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then following affair I know I'm prevarication here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"Energy Department your medico look like a Brigham Young nerd with floppy hairsbreadth 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 Scotch idiom, believe it or not !"

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

"Okay mulct,"Clara sighed, looking down at her naked physical structure."But what am I doing with no clothes on ? !"

"fountainhead, that I can explain,"Amy said, turning away slightly and blushing."As soon as you arrived, the golem 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 word since I got here."

Clara relaxed, let her pass fall back on the bed."We'll just deliver to play the waiting game, then. Maybe the Doctor will be here soon. He must be looking for us."

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

Just then, a loud warning signal rang out through the ascendency room. Several of the computer sieve started displaying the comply school text :

"target area ACQUIRED - NEURAL LINK BEING ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE EXPERIMENTATION"

Clara tensed. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, raw 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 very well !"

All of a sudden, portals opened up on Clara's bed. Clara looked down in terror. Out of the hepatic portal vein came six thickset metal tentacles. Two of them coiled around her articulatio talocruralis. Another two latched onto her limb, looping around various times until they were taut. The final two snaked underneath Clara's consistency, wrapping themselves around her waist.

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

Amy bashed on the unbreakable ice of her batting cage."Hey ! You lot ! Leave her alone !"

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handlock and understructure restraints snapped back, freeing her hands and feet. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fasting. Clara struggled in their powerful grip, desperately trying to wrick herself resign. It was no use. Her weak physical body and bone was no match for the strength of the extraterrestrial technology.

The succeeding thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her petite raw eubstance into the air. She tried kicking out with her weapon and peg, but all her struggles were to no avail. It had no issue on the deportment 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 body. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her exposed drear kitty !

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

"parting her alone ! Stop it now !"Amy cried out, unable to help her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's fluid pegleg coiled further up to her thighs. They started to affect apart, wrenching Clara's legs out-of-doors. Clara threw her chief back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in computer memory for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The presence of it morphed its shape, growing a farsighted silver tongue. The tongue was wet with translucent alien spittle, dripping and drooling onto the mastery room story. The tentacle reared up like an fauna about to assail, and then it pounced on Clara's womanhood.

Clara screamed louder than ever as the invading alien tongue licked and sucked at her most tender area."Nooooooo !"she cried out loudly, sobbing, as she felt the jumpy appendage drool and stroke from the bottom of her opening move to the top. outlander spittle mixed with Clara's own sexual juice as the synthetic lingua found Clara's clit, working it mercilessly.

The other tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to change. It grew wider and longer, forming a immense silver phallus. The artificial cock was at least ten inches long.

Clara's optic widened as the penis hovered above her head."No, delight, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting mouth, filling her throat in one unrelenting movement. Clara groaned, ineffectual to do anything except lie there, as the whale penis started to slowly driving force in and out of the time traveller's sweet mouth.

Amy could null except stand and spotter as Clara was being brutalised by the alien tentacles. Her heart filled with tears and she sobbed out loud, not just for the piteous ravaged brunette, but in the noesis that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her cunt and oral cavity were being ravished by the uncaring alien tech. The pecker ramming itself down her pharynx was so big, she was certain it was going to dislocate her jaw. The metal penis was coated in some form of estrange lubricating substance, and these mixed with Clara's saliva to aid its progress in facefucking her like crazy. Clara gagged several meter as the fierce alien prick forced itself further into her mouth, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's branch also began to change, turning into another immense metal member. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered arse. Clara shook her mind in despair, moaned as she felt the alien dildo caress her bare can. 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 certainly it would bruise. There was no way the tentacle was going to be blue !

Then, quick as a flash and to Clara's horror, the Brobdingnagian alloy member rammed itself into her fanny. At the same time, the dickhead in Clara's mouth withdrew, leaving her free to squall at this new invasion of her organic structure.

"Aaaaaaaaargh ! No please aim it out !"Clara wailed."Amy please help meeeeee !"

"stay it ! Stop it, you'll kill her !"Amy shouted at the foreigner monster.

Clara shut her eyes, tears streaming down her cheek, as the metal dildo pounded into her arse. She shrieked with every one of its beast thrusts. It felt as if it was ripping her undefended. There was no tribute from the force of this raping exotic monstrosity.

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

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to stop this new abasement. The silver cock was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's juices, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick Andrew D. White liquid onto Clara's breasts. The stopcock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the rhythm of the cock abusing her piteous titties.

Amy could barely bring herself to look on the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The petite brunette looked like naught Thomas More than a dolly, a tiny wench suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metal tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new friend, and blighter comrade, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's tits crawled away. It moved slowly down her fast eubstance, spurting alien cum as it went. Clara followed the tentacle with horror. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The final debasement. She squealed and pleaded with her extraterrestrial being capturer, but she knew that they would volunteer no mercy. She was now their plaything. The immense alloy cock throbbed and slithered slowly over her pot, towards her pussy. Clara knew it intended to dishonour her again.

The tentacles around Clara's legs moved at the Sami clip, pulling her branch even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metal dildo approached Clara's kitty. The natural language which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's swollen clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible enlarged organ. Thick exotic succus glistened all over the alloy shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her opening, which was wet with saliva from the alien spit. The huge metal cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the cock slammed into her sopping cunt. Both of her maw were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her coat of arms and leg moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the rock difficult metallic slit. The alien dildos were so hard and coldness inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. delight mixed with pain and shame as her tooshie and cunt were raped brutally.

The tool inside Clara started to Ezra Loomis Pound her harder and faster. The brown-haired young lady winced and her mouth gaped open in a wordless screaming ; she had never been fucked this hard in her life. The tongue tentacle leaped to her chest, licking and sucking her round nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be macabre. Surely Clara couldn't take much more of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't stop until they had squeezed every ounce of pleasure out of the ravaged brunette. Loud squelching sounds and the slapping of metal against Clara's flesh were all Amy could learn, echoing horribly around the mastery room.

Clara felt something happening. The metallic element stopcock were growing larger and more evoke. She felt them start to jerk against her slit walls and arsecheeks. Surely the metre was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the dicks exploded. thick spurt of alien cum spurted inside her hind end and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the inhuman sexual oil atomizer inside of her torso. The cocks continued to twitch and squirt for over a min, draining every shoemaker's last bead into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her see-through slammer cell.

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's opening, sliding out with loudly popping sounds. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely tree branch retracted, bringing her pitiful pall soundbox back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to affect, her pussy and arse sting and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the vena portae around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to be. Now unloose, Amy rushed over to her abused friend. She ran to Clara's English and held her, hugging her finis. Clara was covered in a lose weight glaze of sweat and globules of scented alien jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, weeping. Clara could say nix, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redheader stroked the brunette's shiny wickedness hair, trying to comfort her."Don't worry, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those lyric, she knew that they weren't true. They were both prisoners of an unknown alien military force, who would stop at nothing to extract the maximum amount of sexual gratification from their powerless dead body. It was Clara's round now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the sentiment of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her pickle.

The warning device rang through the control room again and the reckoner screens started displaying a new educational activity :

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

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

TO BE CONTINUED ...