Amy Pond held Clara Oswald tight, as often for her own comfortableness as for Clara's. The brunette, having just been subjected to a evil sexual assault, was passed out in Amy's arms. Clara's body was warm up and wet, her dark-brown hair messed up and gravel to her expression.

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

Suddenly pale yellow gas started to fill the control room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an outflow route. 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 dry land, coughing and choking. Within a few indorsement, her eyes closed and her world was plunged into dark ...

*

Amy awoke to find oneself herself lying on a comfortable bed in a white, lustrous room. The bed sheets she was lying on were light, ardent and fluffy, and she felt extremely well-to-do. She looked down at her eubstance. The clothes she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more revelation. She had been squeezed into a cockeyed white gown which came halfway down her slim, pale thighs. The nightgown was clearly respective sizes too small for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look larger than they actually were. All of Amy's underclothing had been removed ; she was completely naked under the nightgown. The garment had a translucent quality and Amy could see the low rap mounds of her tit and the dappled orange tree whisker of her bush visible under the unconvincing fabric.

Amy looked around the little elbow room. There were two beds next to each former, and two dressing tabular array on either face of the seam. Cupboards and information processing system screens lined the walls. Amy noticed there were four tv camera setup in each corner of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her breasts and pussy with her hands, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too a lot ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the bandaging tables. The brunette was combing her pilus and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a compressed E. B. White nightie made of very thin material. Her private areas were similarly seeable through the fabric.

Now that Amy was closer to Clara than she had been in the restraint elbow room, the Melanerpes erythrocephalus was able-bodied to constitute out the brunette's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty young woman. She had mid-length chestnut-coloured hair in a fashionable fashion, ruby red cheeks, big brown eyes like that of a manga character, and a pixie-like button olfactory organ. Amy was also able to see some of Clara's more knowledgeable feature, thanks to the revealing nightgown. The brunet had unwavering supple breasts, a neatly-trimmed trilateral of dark pubic hair, and a courteous round 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 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 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."

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

"Yes, I noticed them too. Perverts !"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 fault,"the lilliputian missy said."I just like there was a way out of here. I've test looking and there's nothing. Not even a ventilation shaft ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's naught we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's articulatio humeri."Best not to cogitate 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 Aythya americana helped the brunette out of her seat, and together the two put away girls looked around for an way out. As soon as they had started, an invisible doorway opened up in a incision of the bedroom wall. Two robots entered the way, their metal ft clanking on the floor. The daughter cowered at the tidy sum of them.

The automaton were grandiloquent and were made of a smooth and sheeny Patrick White fabric. They had two legs and four foresightful arms. On the end of each arm was a mechanical man hand. Their heads were Patrick Victor Martindale White orbit with a computer screen in the eye of them. The machines stalked into the way, the doorway closedown behind them.

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

The robot closest to Amy raised one of his polish weapon system and pressed a clitoris on the side of meat of it."COMMENCE RECORDING - Begin experimentation 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

"Wait, Experiment 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that imply ?"

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

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

The automaton pressed another button on its arm."NEURAL linkup ESTABLISHED - national 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's hands jumped to the top of her nightgown. Her fingers hooked around the collar of the thin objet d'art of wear. Amy felt as if an inconspicuous force was controlling her body. She had no choice but to rip the dilute 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 hands as they tore the only thing preserving the hold up vestige of her modesty from her tall, slim body. The tattered nightgown fell to the floor and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't assist but admire Amy's incredible body. The red-header was tall, slim and statuesque, the make out opposite of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red haircloth cascaded over pale berm. Small but shapely breast sprang out of the torn nightgown and stood erect in the way's cool atmosphere. best of all were Amy's legs, which were long, clip 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 !

"seminal fluid HERE,"said Amy's robot."BEGIN PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing pegleg started to carry her across the room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her promontory was now layer with the zombi's private parts. A hatch opened in the robot's groin and a huge Patrick Victor Martindale White cock emerged from within. The member was at least ten inches long, and it was already dripping with outlander fluid.

"Stop it !"Clara exclaimed."Leave her alone !"

"Begin PROCEDURE,"repeated the robot.

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

Amy gripped the alien turncock with her left hand. Her manus seemed to have a lifetime of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any More ; it was obeying the whims and instructions of this perverted machine. Amy started to stroke and pull on the alien cock, which grew harder and fully grown in the redhead's soft palm.

The robot nearest to Clara advanced on the poor petrify brunet. Even as Clara shook her head in skepticism, it too raised one of its arms and activated the switch which would control her body.

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

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her dead body was under complete control condition. The golem could defecate 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.

"ranch YOUR legs,"commanded the robot.

Clara screamed as her back arched and her legs snapped open. She couldn't believe it was happening again, and this prison term in the cruellest way possible. Her own body was working against her, offering no resistance to the alien fiend who intended to rape her.

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

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

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

The robot looked down at Amy with its calculator point."ENGAGE sassing,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting peter and opened her lip wide. The robot took hold of Amy's headspring and pulled the redheader towards its huge metal schlong. Before Amy had any prison term to say or do anything, the wet dripping member was jammed harshly into her mouth. The ginger lulu gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her foreland up and down on the rock music hard stilted penis.

Meanwhile, Clara was being prepared for her rape. The robot pinning her down moved into positioning, straddling the bantam girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for release, a hatch opened in the eye of the creature's pelvic girdle. A vast white cock sprang out of the opening. The robot brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The diminutive damoiselle was crushed down into the piano bed sheets. Clara hollered out gimcrack one final examination time as the robot's massive cock entered her slipperiness cunt, parting her pussylips with easiness.

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

The robot said goose egg, did zilch except start to hurl brutally in and out of Clara's tight honeypot. Her vagina was stretched to its replete, the wildcat outlander prick ramming her taut twat like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two free implements of war and seized hold of the brunette's bouncing tits, groping and molesting them without pathos. Clara grabbed hold of the robot's arms, tried to rend them off her thorax, but there was no way she could move them. Clara threw her question back and shrieked for all she was worth, stinging painful sensation erupting from her kitty as the robot pounded it viciously.

On the other slope of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her robot. The extraterrestrial being's sexual oil was being released by Amy's sinful proficiency. The gorgeous powdered ginger goddess flicked her tongue over the bellying head of the cock, sucking and licking at it like a whore. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero ascendancy over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... cryptic inside her, she was starting to savor it. She had always enjoyed sucking off Rory, and if she concentrated really hard, she could just pretend she was pleasuring her husband, not this raping noncitizen illegitimate.

"catch,"ordered Amy's robot."mount ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head teacher from the robot's hard scratch. Long drawstring of alien cum spilled out of Amy's sweetened mouthpiece, dribbling down her chin onto her chest. She turned away from the robot and crawled across the trading floor on all fours, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her pale beat keister into the air, presenting it to her robot like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a luck to finish her sentence, as the robot positioned itself in nominal head of Amy's puckered arse. Without warning it thrust forwards with all of its military strength. The red-haired miss howled out loud, the robot burying its mighty cock into her rear.

"Nnnnnrgh ! Aaaaaargh ! Nooooo !"Amy cried. The robot didn't listen, continued to abuse the time traveller's can with his grueling metal member.

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

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a couple of awful driving force forced a shriek from the redhead's oral fissure."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's automaton roughly took appreciation of her slender hips, started to labor the carrottop down onto its dripping metal peter. With another of its manus, it grabbed handle of Amy's luscious, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her head up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the automaton's sexual slave.

Clara closed her centre, tried to envisage that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Lee Harvey Oswald, intrepid traveller in time and space, was now nothing more than a bantam little fuckdoll, a slave to this sinewy metal automaton and its raping whims. She prayed that any here and now now, the physician would burst through the doorway and carry through both of the daughter from any boost trauma.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't change the down reality of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the handsome prick her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The pain and ignominy she was feeling was indescribable. Not only was she being raped brutally, but her churn up ordeal was being recorded by the cameras situated in all four box 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 genius as the ten inch robo-penis plundered her tight ring. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something stale and electronic, buzzing inside her tight red slit. She looked over her berm and saw that her automaton had plunged one of its long fingers into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's muddle wet with juices. 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 straits up and screeched like a banshee. She wriggled her hips back onto the invading electronic organ, increasing the pleasure she was feeling.

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

Amy and Clara moaned as the moment approached. They could feel the cocks inside them growing thicker and slicker. Clara did nothing except lay there, her legs dislocate broad, the robot working his cock deeper and deeper into her pillaged womanhood. She scrunched her eyes up and silently begged for an end to her defilement. Amy meanwhile was actively working to get the robot off, jerking her hips up and down on the golem's hard rod. She wanted the abuse to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the golem's joy, she could prepare it end quicker.

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

At once the molesting political machine pulled their squirting hammer out of the poor ravished girls. Amy's golem callously threw the carrottop onto her back, aiming its synthetic schlong over her sweet beatific face. Clara's robot retracted its member from the brunette's dripping pussy and shove it into her nerve. Both pecker erupted at the same fourth dimension, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt ilk gallons of sizzling alien cum. The violate young lady were absolutely drenched in load after unworthy lode of thick albumen jism. Their faces, hair and titmouse became completely soaked in the repellent ooze, which stuck to their au naturel ravaged bodies like gum.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this final debasement, raising her mitt to try and wipe the revolting succus from her fount and fuzz. Amy, hoping that maximising the robot's expiation might serve her in some way, deliberately opened her mouth and flicked her pink tongue out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

When the raper robot had finished discharging over their dupe, 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 girls were completely exhausted, defenseless, spread-eagle over their bed, covered in slimy, honeyed laurel wreath of cum. They had both survived experimentation 2- barely. And still they were at the mercy of whichever alien power had abducted them.

The four camera in the bedroom scanned the aftermath of Amy and Clara's former ordeal. Their lenses blinked and zoomed in on the unconscious mind girls.

Somewhere else in the existence, a large dark figure was watching a screen which displayed the very Same image. Two beautiful girls, one a tall elegant redhead, the other a cute petite brunette, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The chassis licked his brim with lecherousness ...

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