Clara awoke to take heed a low hum sound all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed naked and her ramification splayed, on a aplomb plastic bed that gently pulsed with white illumination. The bed was situated in the middle of a large, circular control elbow room, with many panels and computer covert all along the walls. Some of the electronic computer screens were displaying random disaffect text edition ; others were showing look-alike of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her script and feet were restrained to the bed by thick alloy straps. Where was she, and what on Earth was happening ?

"Hey, what's going on ?"Clara cried out, struggling against the mingy alloy bond certificate."Dr. ? Where am I ?"

Then Clara heard a gentle knocking sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck opening as much as her bonds would allow, looking in the focussing of the sound. On the opposite side of the ascendence room, there was a big glass cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a marvellous, slenderize Young woman not much youthful than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth pallid tegument, luscious long red hair that glowed like attack, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the cleaning lady was fully clothed, wearing marvellous black cad, a gold-coloured miniskirt, a stringent blackness top and dark denim crown.

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

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

"My epithet is Amy pond,"the young Scotsman womanhood said."I was with my Quaker the MD. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee crank batting cage for hours. You arrived only a short time ago."

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

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

Clara leaned her heading back to try and get a beneficial look at the tall redhead."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 fabrication here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"Does your MD facial expression like a young nerd with floppy hair's-breadth and a bowtie ?"

Clara's chasteness 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 accent, believe it or not !"

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

"O.K. mulct,"Clara sighed, looking down at her raw organic structure."But what am I doing with no clothes on ? !"

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

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

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

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

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

Just then, a forte alarm rang out through the ascendancy room. Several of the computer screens started displaying the pursuit textual matter :

"TARGETS ACQUIRED - NEURAL link BEING ESTABLISHED - COMMENCE EXPERIMENTATION"

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

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

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

"Amy ! helper me ! I don't know what to do !"Clara screamed out loud as the rough alloy 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 cuff and foot restraints snapped back, freeing her hands and understructure. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fast. Clara struggled in their powerful grip, desperately trying to turn herself innocent. It was no use. Her weak shape and bone was no match for the strength of the alien technology.

The next thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her diminutive defenseless consistence into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her struggle were to no avail. It had no effect on the behaviour of the tentacles. She was their prisoner, and it was realise 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 torso. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her exposed colored pussy !

"No, wait, please stop !"Clara pleaded with her capturer as the tentacle inched stuffy to her midget pink mound.

"Leave her alone ! bar it now !"Amy cried out, ineffectual to aid her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's smoothen leg coiled further up to her thighs. They started to move apart, wrenching Clara's legs afford. Clara threw her head back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in entrepot for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to interchange. The figurehead of it morphed its soma, growing a foresighted Ag natural language. The tongue was wet with translucent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the dominance room storey. 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 extraterrestrial being tongue licked and sucked at her most tender area."Nooooooo !"she cried out loud, sobbing, as she felt the rough appendage slobber and fortuity from the bottom of her opening to the top. Alien spittle integrate with Clara's own sexual succus as the synthetic tongue found Clara's clitoris, working it mercilessly.

The former tentacle around Clara's waist drew back, and also started to change. It grew wider and longer, forming a Brobdingnagian silver member. The unreal pecker was at to the lowest degree ten inch long.

Clara's eye widened as the phallus hovered above her head."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 fell movement. Clara groaned, ineffectual to do anything except lie there, as the heavyweight penis started to slowly thrust in and out of the time traveller's sweet mouth.

Amy could nix except tie-up and scout as Clara was being brutalised by the alien tentacles. Her optic filled with tears and she sobbed out loud, not just for the poor ravaged brunette, but in the noesis that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her cunt and mouth were being ravished by the unaffectionate alien technical school. The cock ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was sealed it was going to dislocate her jaw. The metal penis was coated in some form of foreign lubricant, and these mixed with Clara's spittle to aid its progress in facefucking her like loony. Clara gagged several multiplication as the violent alien prick forced itself further into her mouth, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to shift, turning into another immense metal phallus. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and rose hip, edging towards her tight puckered asshole. Clara shook her head in desperation, moaned as she felt the noncitizen dildo caress her bare keister. 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 enough it would hurt. There was no way the tentacle was going to be gentle !

Then, quick as a flashbulb and to Clara's horror, the vast metal extremity rammed itself into her fundament. At the same time, the putz in Clara's mouth withdrew, leaving her devoid to shout at this new invasion of her organic structure.

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

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

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

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 nipple up. The penis inserted itself between the two breast and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's medium breasts as a mean to raise pleasure.

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to break off this new humiliation. The silver cock was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's juice, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of loggerheaded E. B. White liquid onto Clara's breasts. The cock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the rhythm of the dick abusing her poor titties.

Amy could barely bring herself to look out the dread spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'exponent. The flyspeck brunette looked like nothing more than a doll, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metal tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new champion, and boyfriend companion, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's titmouse crawled away. It moved slowly down her tight soundbox, spurting noncitizen 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 alien captors, but she knew that they would offer up no mercy. She was now their plaything. The immense metal shaft throbbed and slithered slowly over her tum, towards her snatch. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's legs moved at the like time, pulling her legs even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metal dildo approached Clara's kitty. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's swell clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the frightful enlarged organ. thick alien juices glistened all over the metal putz. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her opening, which was wet with saliva from the foreigner clapper. The huge metal tool pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the tool slammed into her sopping cunt. Both of her holes were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her arms and legs moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunet up and down on the rock hard metallic pricks. The alien dildos were so hard and stale inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. delight mix with pain and shame as her arse and twat were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to lbf. her harder and faster. The black-haired girl winced and her sass gaped give in a unspoken shriek ; she had never been fucked this hard in her life. The tongue tentacle leaped to her knocker, licking and sucking her beat tit, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be sick. Surely Clara couldn't film much more than of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't plosive speech sound until they had squeezed every ounce of pleasure out of the ravaged brunette. tatty squelching audio and the slapping of metallic element against Clara's anatomy were all Amy could hear, echoing horribly around the dominance elbow room.

Clara felt something happening. The metallic element stopcock were growing larger and more worked up. She felt them start to squeeze against her pussy paries and arsecheeks. Surely the time was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the dicks exploded. Thick blue jet of alienate cum spurted inside her laughingstock and pussy, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the cold sexual oil spray inside of her body. The cocks continued to twitch and squirt for over a bit, draining every close drop into Clara's holes.

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

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's orifice, sliding out with flashy popping sounds. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely arm retracted, bringing her pathetic tired body back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to move, her cunt and prat stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the hepatic portal vein around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her prisoner ceased to subsist. Now loose, Amy rushed over to her abused friend. She ran to Clara's face and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a thinly glaze of sweat and globules of sweet extraterrestrial jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, lachrymose. Clara could say nothing, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The Aythya americana stroked the brunette's shiny dark hair, trying to solace her."Don't headache, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those words, she knew that they weren't true. They were both prisoners of an stranger stranger strength, who would block up at nothing to excerpt the utmost measure of sexual gratification from their powerless eubstance. It was Clara's turn now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the view of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her trap.

The alarm rang through the control elbow room again and the computer covert started displaying a new instruction :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE RESULTS - BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2"

Amy gulped, clutching Clara's naked dead body closelipped to her. They were both in life-threatening trouble ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...