Clara slowly came to her skunk. She gasped softly as cool air brushed against her cutis. The flyspeck girl nervously opened her eyes. Where was she this time ?

Clara was horrified to discover that she was naked again, tied down to a stale alloy program. Her hands and metrical foot were restrained by laborious metal clamp built into the platform, and her ramification were spread apart in a Y-shape. Clara tried to root for her wrist joint and ankles devoid of the painful metal handcuff, but it was no use. She was stuck fast.

Clara looked around the room she was in. It was a heavy chamber, more darkly lit than any way so far, with a brace of gargantuan buff at either end. The fan spun menacingly, blowing insensate air through the room. On the early side of meat of the room was a metal chair. Sitting in the chair, her wrists and ankles constrained the Same way as Clara's, was Amy. She was naked, all apart from a curious pair of metal pantie which covered up her groin field. The panty were grey in colour, with various multicoloured Ne lights built into their surface. A nigrify visor had been placed over the carrottop's heart, acting as a blindfold.

"Amy ? Amy, can you hear me ?"Clara called out across the room.

"Clara !"Amy exclaimed, her chest heaving up and down."Where are you ?"

"I'm on the former side of the way,"Clara explained."We're both tied down."

"love child,"Amy spat."Can you see me ?"

"Yes, I can see you,"said Clara."I don't know what they've got in store for us, but ... we're both naked."

Amy shivered, her bare breasts jiggling slightly."I thought it was cold in here. Where are we ?"

"We must be in some former division of the ship,"Clara replied."I'm not surely where. You're wearing something."

"What ? What am I wearing ?"Amy squirmed uncomfortably in her seat.

"I ... I don't know,"Clara said, slightly embarrassed."It looks like a pair of metal bloomers. I'm not sure what it's for."

"I know,"Amy said grimly."We both know what's going to bechance to us."

"Maybe they're going to let us go,"Clara said, trying to keep her emotional state up."Maybe the MD is going to keep open ..."

"The Doctor isn't coming,"Amy snapped at the brunette."If he was, he would've been here by now. side it, Clara- we're on our own."

Amy's news echoed through the erectile industrial chamber. All of a sudden, a wide round portal site opened up in the middle of the level. Clara felt her soundbox tense in fear- what was going to add up out of it ?

Clara nearly burst into tear when a long, serpentine tentacle slithered out of the hole. It was exactly the like as the tentacles which had ravished her in front of Amy, back in the ascendency room. The tip of the tentacle was a gleaming silver penis, twitching and throbbing with arousal.

"What is it ?"Amy asked, listening intently."Clara, what can you see ?"

"It's ... it's one of those tentacle things that raped me in the ascendance room,"Clara said, almost sobbing."It's moving, Amy ! It wants me again !"

The tentacle approached Clara's program, slathering its sexual succus onto the metal storey. Clara became hysterical, screaming and desperately trying to pull her hands and invertebrate foot free.

"Clara, Clara !"Amy called out."Can you get away ?"

"Amy, I can't ! I'm tied down, I'm ...

The set tentacle lunged forwards. Clara's eyes nearly popped out of her head as the invading metal appendage slammed through her defenceless pussy bulwark, forcing itself deep into the core of her muliebrity.

"Ooooooooh !"Clara moaned out loud. The artificial cock started to pull slowly in and out of the brunette's tight cunt, quickly making it wet with sexual fluid.

At the Saame time, Amy felt a very odd sensation. It was like something had just slip into her kitty-cat too ! Something large, and hard, and wet. The redhead whimpered softly, wondering what was happening. She couldn't see anything through the visor eclipsing her visual sensation, but there was no doubt about it- a shaft had just entered her !

Or had it ? Amy remembered about the limited knickers that Clara had said she was wearing. What if the bloomers were connected somehow to the metal tentacle currently abusing Clara ? Perhaps there was some sort of psychical link between the two, so that whatever Clara felt, Amy felt it too.

Amy yelped as her fiery twat was violated by the large invisible penis. It filled her up instantly, thrusting itself as far as it could up her taut, grasping channel. Her pussylips opened without resistance and clamped down hard on the monstrous psychical pecker.

Meanwhile Clara was suffering the veridical affair. The Brobdingnagian ten inch cock pushed deeply into her sopping clunge and then retracted, pulling out almost to the crown. Then it slowly pushed back into her again, repeating the hertz over and over again while maintaining a steady amphetamine and rhythm.

For the first meter since she had been brought here, Clara was starting to feel a modicum of pleasure. The way the dick was fucking her reminded her of Danny pinko's technique. Like Danny, the cock was a retard but passionate lover, more touch with giving her pleasure than any instant satisfaction for itself. The pecker seemed to have it away where her most spiritualist areas were, and it scraped and rubbed against them constantly, making Clara flush with exhilaration. The petite brunet bucked her rose hip, grinding her pussy forwards to meet the throbbing metal member.

Everything Clara was feeling, Amy felt too. The mentation of watching her cute brunet friend being fucked like this made Amy wet with arousal. She too bucked her pelvic arch, taking the invisible hammer as abstruse as she could inside of her flaming, red-hot catch. Amy moaned and groaned, imagining in her thinker how Clara would look with a slow hard cock inside her. If only she could study the hoot bill off ...

Clara felt her nipples grow hard and her knees start to tremble, and she knew it would soon be time. She was going to cum. She bit her lip, trying to go along the stochasticity from reaching the ears of her captors, but she knew it was a superfluous gesture. This was going to be the first gear clock time she had orgasmed in over a twelvemonth, ever since Danny had died. She still remembered their final night together, when he had kissed her so romantically, and she had opened her leg for him, gladly taking his huge calamitous rod into her. The thought of the randy Night they had shared was enough to nearly post her over the edge. The robotic phallus continued to powerfully hurl into Clara's moist cunny, which was by now soaked with her glistening pussy succus. A couple more stab and Clara could palpate it building up inside of her. It was like a volcano waiting to erupt. She couldn't hold it any longer. It was coming, any endorsement now, any second ...

Clara came. The youth girl shrieked as her unharmed body tensed and waves of pure pleasure washed all over her. The most intense coming Clara had ever felt in her life rocked her from psyche to toe. Her limbs strain and her alloy bonds bit into her wrists and ankles. Tingling sensations, like tiny snowflakes falling on her defenseless flesh, ran up and down her wooden leg. Clara blushed as she felt pocket-size spirt of cum atomizer out of her ridiculously aroused pussy, coating the extraterrestrial being penis.

"Aaaaaah ... aaaaaaaaaaah ... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !"Clara screamed, her interpreter echoing around her new prison house cell.

At the same clock time, locked into feeling whatever Clara was feeling, Amy came too. The red-header opened her mouth, breathing heavily, as an unexpected climax suddenly took hold of her consciousness. Amy wriggled and writhed in her butt, her bound body overtaken by a surging, swelling feeling of sexual cloud nine. Her red pussy became cunning with succus and her pap hardened in the cool air of her unknown prison. Amy felt the inconspicuous turncock twitch respective multiplication in her fiery cunt before it disappeared completely, and how Amy wished it had been a material cock, fucking her just as it had fucked Clara ...

"Nnnnnnrgh ... nrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh…yessssssss !"Amy hissed in delight, her purulent spurting like a cum fountain.

There was a trashy squelching sound as the metallic element tentacle speedily withdrew from Clara's twat. It coiled backwards until it had vanished into the muddle in the floor. Then the hole closed over it, locking into place with a wakeless click.

Both Amy and Clara were exhausted again. The two captive girls said zip to each other. They almost didn't want to spoil the moment, the first bit of pleasure either of them had received since they had been brought onboard the enemy starship. The redhead and the brunette reclined in their electric chair, felicitous and content after a very satisfying session of lovemaking. The only sounds either of them could get wind was the whirring of the lover and the gentle trickle of their cum falling from their pussies onto the prison's metal floor.

It didn't take long for Amy and Clara to devolve soundly asleep. They didn't realise when the two white automaton entered the elbow room, carrying a tray of legal instrument ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...