Amy Pond held Clara Lee Harvey Oswald tight, as much for her own comfort as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a cruel sexual assault, was passed out in Amy's munition. Clara's body was warm and wet, her dark-brown hairsbreadth messed up and stick to her grimace.

Amy looked up at the computer screenland situated all around the mastery room. They were displaying a substance to"BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the subjects of this experimentation. What on terra firma was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale yellow gas started to fill the dominance room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an leak path. To her consternation, there was no way out. The gas engulfed Amy and almost instantly she started to black out. She grasped at the air and sank to the ground, coughing and choking. Within a few secondment, her eyes closed and her public was plunged into darkness ...

*

Amy awoke to retrieve herself lying on a well-to-do bed in a white, bright room. The bed sheets she was lying on were light, warm and fluffy, and she felt extremely comfortable. She looked down at her body. The clothes she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revealing. She had been squeezed into a rigorous white nightgown which came halfway down her slim, pale second joint. The nightgown was clearly several size too low for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look with child than they actually were. All of Amy's underwear had been removed ; she was completely naked under the nightgown. The garment had a semitransparent character and Amy could see the pocket-sized pink knoll of her nipples and the mottled Orange River hair of her bush visible under the tenuous fabric.

Amy looked around the diminished room. There were two beds next to each early, and two dressing table on either side of the beds. cupboard and computer screens lined the walls. Amy noticed there were four cameras setup in each turning point of the elbow room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her breasts and pussy with her men, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too a good deal ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the dressing table. The brunette was combing her hair and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a mingy livid nightgown made of very thin material. Her buck private region were similarly visible through the fabric.

Now that Amy was tightlipped to Clara than she had been in the control room, the red-header 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 tomentum in a fashionable manner, deep red red boldness, big brown heart like that of a manga type, and a pixie-like clitoris nozzle. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more inner features, thanks to the revealing nightgown. The brunette had tauten supple boob, a neatly-trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair, and a nice rung stern.

No doubtfulness 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 okay,"she replied."I'm not hurt. I think they healed me somehow."

"Where are we ?"Amy asked, looking around the low, bright 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."

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

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

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

Clara shrugged."It's okay, it's not your fracture,"the diminutive girl said."I just care there was a way out of here. I've tried looking and there's nothing. Not even a ventilation shaft of light ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's zero we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulders."Best not to call up 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 rent, sniffled and nodded her head.

The Aythya americana helped the brunette out of her seat, and together the two imprisoned girls looked around for an going. As soon as they had started, an invisible room access opened up in a section of the bedroom wall. Two automaton entered the room, their metal groundwork clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the sight of them.

The robots were magniloquent and were made of a still and shiny bloodless material. They had two ramification and four hanker arms. On the end of each arm was a humanoid hand. Their heads were white sphere of influence with a computer projection screen in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the doorway closing behind them.

Amy and Clara held each other close."Who are you ?"Amy demanded."What do you require ?"

The robot closest to Amy raised one of his polish blazonry and pressed a button on the side of it."COMMENCE RECORDING - Menachem Begin EXPERIMENT 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

"Wait, experimentation 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that entail ?"

The robot near Amy said,"content 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

"Do you signify me ?"Amy said."Not on your lifetime !"

The robot pressed another clit on its arm."NEURAL contact ESTABLISHED - field 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's men jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her digit hooked around the collar of the thin piece of clothing. Amy felt as if an unseeable force was controlling her body. She had no selection but to rip the thin out nightgown 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 script as they tore the only matter preserving the last vestige of her modestness from her tall, slim body. The tatterdemalion nightie fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't service but admire Amy's incredible organic structure. The redhead was tall, slim and statuesque, the complete contrary of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red hair cascaded over picket shoulders. Small but shapely tits sprang out of the bust nightgown and stood erect in the room's cool atmosphere. Best of all were Amy's legs, which were long, trim and elegant- the stage of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how very much male attention Amy had got in her spirit. Probably way more than her !

"COME Hera,"said Amy's golem."BEGIN PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing stage started to gestate her across the room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her head was now floor with the zombi's crotch. A hatch opened in the golem's groin and a huge egg white cock emerged from within. The member was at least ten column inch long, and it was already dripping with alien fluid.

"Stop it !"Clara exclaimed."leave of absence her alone !"

"BEGIN function,"repeated the robot.

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

Amy gripped the outlander prick with her left hired hand. Her hand seemed to have a life-time of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any Thomas More ; it was obeying the whim and instructions of this perverse machine. Amy started to stroke and rend on the alien pecker, which grew harder and bigger in the redhead's soft palm.

The robot penny-pinching to Clara advanced on the poor petrified brunet. Even as Clara shook her pass in disbelief, it too raised one of its arm and activated the switch which would control her torso.

"NEURAL LINK ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's robot."subject area 2 - LIE Down ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her soundbox was under complete control. The robot 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.

"SPREAD YOUR pegleg,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her spine arched and her stage snapped open. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this fourth dimension in the cruellest way possible. Her own consistency was working against her, offering no resistance to the outlander fiend who intended to rape her.

Clara's robot pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in seconds. Two of its weaponry grabbed hold of Clara's legs and roughly pulled them up into the air. A 3rd arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A hook flicked out of one of its fingers and it slashed the claw across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's treat body.

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

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was busy wanking off the alien robot, pumping her clenched fist up and down its metal cock. Every so often ropes of disaffect cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her sick womanly finger in its pasty heart.

The robot looked down at Amy with its computer head teacher."ENGAGE rima oris,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting hammer and opened her mouth panoptic. The robot took hold of Amy's forefront and pulled the red-header towards its immense metallic element schlong. Before Amy had any clip to say or do anything, the wet dripping penis was jammed harshly into her mouth. The ginger beauty gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her head up and down on the rock music grueling artificial penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being gear up for her rape. The robot pinning her down moved into side, straddling the tiny girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for handout, a hatching opened in the middle of the beast's pelvis. A vast white cock sprang out of the scuttle. The golem brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The petite damsel was crushed down into the balmy bed weather sheet. Clara hollered out loud one net time as the robot's massive rooster entered her slick down cunt, parting her pussylips with ease.

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

The golem said naught, did nothing except start to hurtle brutally in and out of Clara's tight honeypot. Her vagina was stretched to its fullest, the beast foreign bastard ramming her taut twat like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two dislodge arm and seized hold of the brunette's bouncing bosom, groping and molesting them without pity. Clara grabbed handle of the automaton's branch, tried to draw them off her chest, but there was no way she could locomote them. Clara threw her head back and shrieked for all she was worth, stinging pain in the neck erupting from her pussy as the golem pounded it viciously.

On the other incline of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The alien's sexual oil was being released by Amy's extraordinary technique. The gorgeous ginger goddess flicked her natural language over the bulb-shaped head of the pecker, sucking and licking at it like a tart. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero mastery over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... deep inside her, she was starting to delight it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really laborious, she could just pretend she was pleasuring her husband, not this raping unknown mongrel.

"STOP,"ordered Amy's automaton."rise ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head from the robot's hard mother fucker. Long strings of alien cum spilled out of Amy's sweet mouth, dribbling down her Chin onto her dresser. She turned away from the robot and crawled across the flooring on all four, like a dog. The Melanerpes erythrocephalus climbed onto the bed and stuck her pale stave arse into the air, presenting it to her automaton like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a chance to finish her sentence, as the robot positioned itself in strawman of Amy's puckered bunghole. Without warning it thrust forwards with all of its force. The red-haired girl howled out loud, the automaton burying its mighty cock into her bottom.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The robot didn't listen, continued to blackguard the meter traveller's bottom with his gruelling metallic element member.

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

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a match of awful thrusts forced a scream from the Aythya americana's mouth."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's automaton roughly took detainment of her slender pelvic girdle, started to labor the redheaded woodpecker down onto its dripping metal peter. With another of its hands, it grabbed clasp of Amy's toothsome, flaming-red hair's-breadth and pulled on it, forcing her headspring up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual slave.

Clara closed her eyes, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, brave traveller in time and infinite, was now null Sir Thomas More than a tiny trivial fuckdoll, a slave to this powerful metal robot and its raping impulse. She prayed that any moment now, the MD would break through the threshold and save both of the girls from any farther harm.

All of Clara's compliments couldn't change the grim reality of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the swelled dick her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The painfulness and pity she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her sickening trial by ordeal was being recorded by the tv camera situated in all four corners of the room. She could only wonder what use the tape of her and Amy's violation was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling acute sensations as the ten in robo-penis plundered her stringent ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something cold and electronic, buzzing inside her tight red slit. She looked over her shoulder and saw that her golem had plunged one of its long fingers into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's hole wet with juice. The finger hummed and throbbed inside Amy's ginger slice like one of the many vibrators she had used back on Earth. Amy threw her head up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the invading organs, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

Both of the raping robots said at once,"coming coming - PREPARE FOR EJACULATION ”.

Amy and Clara moaned as the moment approached. They could feel the cocks inside them growing thicker and trickster. Clara did nada except lay there, her legs luxate extensive, the automaton working his shaft deeper and deeper into her scourge womanhood. She scrunched her eyes up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy lag was actively working to get the robot off, jerking her hips up and down on the robot's hard rod. She wanted the abuse to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the robot's pleasure, she could make it end quicker.

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

At once the molesting machines pulled their squirting tool out of the short ravished girl. Amy's robot callously threw the Melanerpes erythrocephalus onto her spine, aiming its synthetic schlong over her sweet saintlike face. Clara's robot retracted its fellow member from the brunet's dripping kitty-cat and thrust it into her fount. Both stopcock erupted at the Same time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt care congius of sizzling alien cum. The profane young woman were absolutely drenched in load after unworthy payload of thick white jism. Their faces, pilus and bosom became completely soaked in the repellent ooze, which stuck to their naked raped bodies like mucilage.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this last abasement, raising her work force to try and wipe the revolting juice from her face and hair. Amy, hoping that maximising the golem's satisfaction might aid her in some way, deliberately opened her mouth and flicked her pinko natural language out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

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

Neither Amy nor Clara heard them, or saw them leave the elbow room. Both of the female child were completely exhausted, naked, spread-eagled over their bed, covered in slimy, syrupy ribbons of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever extraterrestrial being power had abducted them.

The four photographic camera in the chamber scanned the consequence of Amy and Clara's latest ordeal. Their lenses blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious girls.

Somewhere else in the universe, a with child dark figure was watching a screen which displayed the very same image. Two beautiful girls, one a tall graceful carrottop, the other a cute petite brunet, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The fig licked his brim with lust ...

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