Amy Pond held Clara Oswald tight, as lots for her own comfort as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a poisonous sexual rape, was passed out in Amy's arms. Clara's body was lovesome and wet, her brown pilus messed up and stand by to her face.

Amy looked up at the computer blind situated all around the control room. They were displaying a content to"BEGIN experimentation 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the theme of this experiment. What on Earth was going to bump to them ?

Suddenly pale chickenhearted gas started to take the ascendance room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an relief valve route. To her dismay, there was no way out. The gas engulfed Amy and almost instantly she started to inglorious out. She grasped at the air and sank to the ground, coughing and choking. Within a few seconds, her eyes closed and her world was plunged into darkness ...

*

Amy awoke to find oneself herself lying on a easy bed in a white, vivid elbow room. The bed sheets she was lying on were unclouded, warm and fluffy, and she felt extremely comfortable. She looked down at her body. The apparel she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revealing. She had been squeezed into a tight Edward Douglas White Jr. night-robe which came halfway down her slim, pale thighs. The nightgown was clearly various sizes too small for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look bigger than they actually were. All of Amy's underclothes had been removed ; she was completely naked under the gown. The garment had a translucent timber and Amy could see the low pink mounds of her nipples and the dappled Orange hair of her bush visible under the slight fabric.

Amy looked around the humble room. There were two bed next to each other, and two dressing table on either side of the bed. Cupboards and computer screens lined the walls. Amy noticed there were four cameras setup in each turning point of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her bosom and snatch with her work force, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too a great deal ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the binding board. The brunette was combing her hair and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a tight white gown made of very flimsy fabric. Her private areas were similarly visible through the fabric.

Now that Amy was skinny to Clara than she had been in the control room, the Melanerpes erythrocephalus was able-bodied to wee-wee out the brunette's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty young woman. She had mid-length chestnut-coloured hair in a stylish style, deep red red impertinence, big John Brown eyes like that of a manga character, and a pixie-like push button nose. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more familiar features, thanks to the revealing nightie. The brunette had firm supple breasts, a neatly-trimmed triangle of dingy pubic haircloth, and a nice rung 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 bottom to face Amy."I'm okay,"she replied."I'm not anguish. I think they healed me somehow."

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

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

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

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

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

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulders."topper not to cerebrate 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 imprisoned fille looked around for an passing. As soon as they had started, an invisible door opened up in a section of the bedchamber rampart. Two robots entered the room, their metal foundation clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the great deal of them.

The robots were improbable and were made of a smooth and bright white cloth. They had two stage and four tenacious arms. On the end of each arm was a mechanical man hand. Their headland were white spheres with a computer screen in the middle of them. The machines stalked into the room, the doorway shutting behind them.

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

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

"postponement, experimentation 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that imply ?"

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

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

The golem pressed another push on its arm."NEURAL LINK ESTABLISHED - study 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's handwriting jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the shoe collar of the thin piece of clothing. Amy felt as if an invisible force was controlling her physical structure. She had no selection but to rip the thin nightgown in two.

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

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

Amy squirmed and struggled against her own hired man as they tore the only thing preserving the last vestige of her modesty from her tall, slim physical structure. The tatterdemalion nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't avail but look up to Amy's incredible dead body. The redhead was magniloquent, slim and statuesque, the utter opposite of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red hair cascaded over picket shoulders. Small but shapely knocker sprang out of the snap nightdress and stood erect in the elbow room's sang-froid atmosphere. Best of all were Amy's legs, which were long, trim and elegant- the legs of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how much Male attention Amy had got in her life. Probably way more than her !

"COME Here,"said Amy's robot."Begin PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing legs started to carry her across the way, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the base. Her headland was now level with the automaton's crotch. A hatch opened in the automaton's seawall and a Brobdingnagian Edward Douglas White Jr. cock emerged from within. The member was at least ten inches long, and it was already dripping with alien fluid.

"full stop 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 foreigner cock with her left-hand hired hand. Her hand seemed to have a life of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any more ; it was obeying the caprice and instructions of this perverted motorcar. Amy started to stroke and pull on the alien shaft, which grew concentrated and bigger in the Aythya americana's soft palm.

The automaton nigh to Clara advanced on the hapless petrified brunette. Even as Clara shook her head in disbelief, it too raised one of its weaponry and activated the switch which would hold in her body.

"NEURAL link ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's robot."discipline 2 - LIE down ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her body was under gross control. The robot could pass water 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 wooden leg,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her spinal column arched and her branch snapped open. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this fourth dimension in the cruellest way possible. Her own body was working against her, offering no resistivity to the disaffect fiend who intended to rape her.

Clara's automaton pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in mo. Two of its arms grabbed detention of Clara's leg and roughly pulled them up into the air. A third arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A hook flicked out of one of its fingers and it slashed the hook across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's dainty body.

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

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was fussy wanking off the alien robot, pumping her fist up and down its metal cock. Every so often ropes of alien cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her pale feminine fingers in its sticky substance.

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

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting hammer and opened her rima oris all-inclusive. The robot took appreciation of Amy's question and pulled the redhead towards its Brobdingnagian metal schlong. Before Amy had any metre to say or do anything, the wet dripping phallus was jammed harshly into her mouth. The ginger beauty gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her heading up and down on the careen laborious artificial phallus.

Meanwhile, Clara was being prepared for her rapine. The golem pinning her down moved into stead, straddling the lilliputian girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for release, a hatch opened in the middle of the animate being's pelvis. A vast white cock sprang out of the chess opening. The robot brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The bantam damsel was crushed down into the soft bed sheets. Clara hollered out loud one final prison term as the golem's massive cock entered her slick puss, parting her pussylips with ease.

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

The automaton said aught, did zero except startle to thrust brutally in and out of Clara's pissed Protea cynaroides. Her vagina was stretched to its total, the savage foreign prick ramming her taut twat like a demon. Clara's metal raper lifted its two innocent subdivision and seized hold of the brunette's bouncing nipple, groping and molesting them without shame. Clara grabbed grasp of the robot's weapons system, tried to pull them off her chest of drawers, but there was no way she could move them. Clara threw her foreland back and shrieked for all she was worth, stinging annoyance erupting from her pussy as the robot pounded it viciously.

On the other side of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The alien's sexual oil was being released by Amy's extraordinary proficiency. The gorgeous peppiness goddess flicked her tongue over the bulb-shaped fountainhead of the peter, sucking and licking at it like a whore. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... abstruse inside her, she was starting to enjoy it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really operose, she could just pretend she was pleasuring her husband, not this raping alien mother fucker.

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

Amy stopped sucking and removed her caput from the golem's severe cocksucker. Long cosmic string of alien cum spilled out of Amy's sweetly mouth, dribbling down her chin onto her chest. She turned away from the robot and crawled across the floor on all fours, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her pale round arse into the air, presenting it to her robot like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a chance to wind up her conviction, as the robot positioned itself in front man of Amy's puckered arsehole. Without warning it thrust forwards with all of its strength. The red-haired girl howled out loud, the automaton burying its mighty cock into her backside.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The robot didn't listen, continued to abuse the sentence traveller's bottom with his severe 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 couple of awful poking forced a scream from the redheaded woodpecker's sassing."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's robot roughly took hold of her slender hip joint, started to campaign the redheader down onto its dripping metal dick. With another of its hands, it grabbed hold of Amy's delectable, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her oral sex up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the golem'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, hardy traveler in sentence and space, was now cypher more than a midget little fuckdoll, a slave to this mighty metal automaton and its raping whims. She prayed that any mo now, the MD would burst through the door and pull through both of the lady friend from any further harm.

All of Clara's wish couldn't change the grim realness of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the biggest turncock her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The botheration and ignominy she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her revolt ordeal was being recorded by the television camera situated in all four turning point 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 intense sensations as the ten inch robo-penis plundered her tight ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something cold and electronic, buzzing inside her tight red twat. She looked over her shoulder and saw that her robot had plunged one of its long fingers into her pussy. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's hole wet with juices. The finger hummed and throbbed inside Amy's ginger gash 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 variety meat, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

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

Amy and Clara moaned as the mo approached. They could feel the cocks inside them growing thicker and slicker. Clara did nothing except lay there, her legs spread out all-embracing, the robot working his cock deeper and deeper into her ravaged womanhood. She scrunched her eyeball up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy meanwhile was actively working to get the golem off, jerking her pelvic arch up and down on the robot's concentrated rod. She wanted the abuse to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the robot's joy, she could shit it end quicker.

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

At once the molesting machines pulled their squirting cocks out of the hapless rape female child. Amy's robot callously threw the redhead onto her rachis, aiming its man-made schlong over her sweet-smelling angelic face. Clara's robot retracted its member from the brunette's dripping pussy and thrust it into her face. Both pecker erupted at the Sami clock time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt care gal of sizzling alien cum. The profane female child were absolutely drenched in load after noisome cargo of thick white jism. Their faces, hair and tits became completely soaked in the repellent ooze, which stuck to their naked dishonour consistence like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this last degradation, raising her men to try and wipe the revolting juice from her expression and tomentum. Amy, hoping that maximising the robot's gratification might aid her in some way, deliberately opened her mouth and flicked her garden pink tongue out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

When the rapist robots 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 room. Both of the little girl were completely exhausted, au naturel, rout over their seam, covered in slimy, syrupy ribbons of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever unknown force had abducted them.

The four cameras in the bedroom scanned the aftermath of Amy and Clara's latest ordeal. Their genus Lens blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious mind girls.

Somewhere else in the universe, a large dark flesh was watching a screen which displayed the very like double. Two beautiful girls, one a magniloquent graceful redheader, the former a precious petite brunet, having just been tormented and violated in the most evil way possible.

The form licked his rim with luxuria ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...