Clara awoke to hear a low humming sound all around her. She opened her optic and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed raw and her legs splayed, on a cool plastic bed that gently pulsed with white twinkle. The bed was situated in the midsection of a expectant, circular control elbow room, with many board and computer screens all along the walls. Some of the computer screens were displaying random extraterrestrial text edition ; others were showing images of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her script and feet were restrained to the bed by loggerheaded metallic element shoulder strap. Where was she, and what on Earth was happening ?

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

Then Clara heard a gentle knock speech sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her alliance would allow, looking in the direction of the sound. On the opposite position of the ascendancy way, there was a prominent glass cylinder. Standing inside the piston chamber was a magniloquent, slim young woman not much young than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in height. She had smooth sick skin, voluptuous long red fuzz that glowed like fire, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the woman was fully clothed, wearing tall black heels, a gold-colored miniskirt, a plastered black top and dark denim crownwork.

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

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

"My name is Amy pond,"the young Scots English adult female said."I was with my admirer the Doctor. We were travelling in his starship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee ice John Milton Cage Jr. for hours. You arrived only a unforesightful prison term ago."

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

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

Clara leaned her head back to try and get a serious look at the tall redheaded woodpecker."But that's insufferable !"Clara exclaimed."The doc 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 Doctor look like a Edward Young swot with floppy hair and a bow-tie ?"

Clara's simplicity clinked as she shifted about on the bed."Yes, he did ! But then he changed. Into an sometime man with white hair- and a Scottish dialect, believe it or not !"

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

"Okay amercement,"Clara sighed, looking down at her defenseless body."But what am I doing with no clothes on ? !"

"Well, that I can explicate,"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 wearing apparel off. I told them to stop but they didn't listen. I'm sorry."

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

"I don't know,"the Aythya americana replied."They haven't said a word since I got here."

Clara relaxed, let her capitulum evenfall back on the bed."We'll just own to act as the waiting plot, 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 gimcrack dismay rang out through the control room. Several of the electronic computer covert started displaying the succeed text :

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

Clara tensed. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, naked 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 ok !"

All of a sudden, portals opened up on Clara's bed. Clara looked down in panic. Out of the portals came six thick metal tentacles. Two of them coiled around her ankles. Another two latched onto her arms, looping around various fourth dimension until they were taut. The final two snaked underneath Clara's eubstance, wrapping themselves around her waist.

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

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

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's handcuffs and foot chasteness 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 wrick herself free. It was no use. Her weak flesh and osseous tissue was no peer for the forte of the outlander technology.

The adjacent thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her midget naked torso into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her struggles were to no avail. It had no essence on the behaviour 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 eubstance. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her open dark pussy !

"No, wait, please bar !"Clara pleaded with her capturer as the tentacle inched closer to her tiny pink mound.

"leave of absence her alone ! end it now !"Amy cried out, ineffective to help her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's smooth ramification coiled further up to her thigh. They started to move apart, wrenching Clara's stage open. Clara threw her head back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in store for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The front of it morphed its shape, growing a long ash grey lingua. The glossa was wet with translucent stranger saliva, dripping and drooling onto the ascendency room base. The tentacle reared up like an fauna about to snipe, and then it pounced on Clara's womanhood.

Clara screamed louder than ever as the invading foreign knife licked and sucked at her most sensitive area."Nooooooo !"she cried out flashy, sobbing, as she felt the rough member slobber and CVA from the bottom of her opening to the top. noncitizen spittle mixed with Clara's own intimate succus as the synthetic natural language found Clara's clitoris, working it mercilessly.

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

Clara's center widened as the penis hovered above her straits."No, please, no !"she wailed. Before she had prison term to say anything else, the cock launched itself into her pouting mouth, filling her pharynx in one brutal movement. Clara groaned, unable 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 nothing except stand and picket as Clara was being brutalised by the unknown tentacles. Her optic filled with weeping and she sobbed out loud, not just for the poor ravaged brunette, but in the cognition that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her pussy and mouth were being ravished by the uncaring alien tech. The tool ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was sealed it was going to splay her jaw. The alloy penis was coated in some form of alienate lubricant, and these mixed with Clara's spit to aid its progress in facefucking her comparable crazy. Clara gagged several times as the fierce alien prick forced itself further into her lip, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's ramification also began to change, turning into another huge alloy penis. This one slithered down, over Clara's bare back and hips, edging towards her tight puckered arse. Clara shook her head in desperation, moaned as she felt the extraterrestrial dildo caress her bare tooshie. She clenched her pert buttcheeks together, praying that the tentacle would go out this component of her alone. She had never done anal before, and was sure it would bruise. There was no way the tentacle was going to be aristocratical !

Then, quick as a flash and to Clara's horror, the vast metallic element member rammed itself into her arse. At the same time, the prick in Clara's lip withdrew, leaving her free to scream at this new invasion of her physical structure.

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

"Stop it ! break it, you'll kill her !"Amy shouted at the extraterrestrial being monster.

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

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

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to terminate this new humiliation. The silver cock was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's succus, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of thick white liquid onto Clara's breasts. The cock in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the musical rhythm of the cock abusing her hapless titties.

Amy could barely work herself to determine the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The petite brunette looked like zippo more than than a skirt, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping metal tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new friend, and chap fellow traveler, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's knocker crawled away. It moved slowly down her plastered body, 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 degradation. She squealed and pleaded with her alien captor, but she knew that they would pop the question no clemency. She was now their toy. The huge metal dick throbbed and slithered slowly over her tummy, towards her twat. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's stage moved at the Saami prison term, pulling her pegleg even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The alloy dildo approached Clara's pussy. The tongue which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's swollen clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible expand organ. midst alien juices glistened all over the metal putz. Clara sobbed helplessly as the matter slowly moved towards her opening, which was wet with spit from the alien spit. The Brobdingnagian metal cock pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the putz slammed into her sopping cunt. Both of her maw were now being assaulted viciously. The tentacles pinning down her coat of arms and peg moved rhythmically backwards and forwards, rocking the petite brunette up and down on the rock'n'roll toilsome metallic pricks. The alien dildos were so hard and inhuman inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unnamed sense impression. pleasance mixed with pain and shame as her arsehole and cunt were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. The dark-haired girl winced and her mouth gaped unfastened in a tongueless scream ; she had never been fucked this hard in her life. The tongue tentacle leaped to her tit, licking and sucking her beat nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be sick. Surely Clara couldn't take much more of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't stop until they had squeezed every ounce of delight out of the pillaged brunette. gimcrack squelching auditory sensation and the slapping of alloy against Clara's flesh were all Amy could hear, echoing horribly around the control room.

Clara felt something happening. The metal cocks were growing tumid and more aroused. She felt them jump to twitch against her pussy bulwark and arsecheeks. Surely the time was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the dicks exploded. thick jet plane of alien cum spurted inside her goat and twat, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the frigidity sexual oil nebulizer inside of her body. The putz continued to flip and squirt for over a second, draining every conclusion drop into Clara's holes.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed from inside her transparent jailhouse cell.

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's orifices, sliding out with cheap popping strait. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely arm retracted, bringing her pitiful wear down consistence back down to the credit card bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too light to affect, her pussy and arse stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portal around the bed.

Amy blinked and the glass cylinder holding her captive ceased to be. Now free, Amy rushed over to her abused acquaintance. She ran to Clara's side and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a thin glaze of exertion and globules of sweet-smelling alien jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, tearful. Clara could say nothing, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redheader stroked the brunette's shiny darkness hair's-breadth, 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 up. They were both prisoner of an unknown alien force, who would finish at nothing to take out the farthest amount of sexual gratification from their powerless soundbox. It was Clara's crook now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the thought of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her cakehole.

The alarm rang through the controller room again and the computer projection screen started displaying a new instruction :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE outcome - Begin EXPERIMENT 2"

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

TO BE CONTINUED ...