Clara awoke to take heed a low hum auditory sensation all around her. She opened her eyes and was shocked to find that she was no longer in the TARDIS. She was lying, completed raw and her branch splayed, on a sang-froid charge card bed that gently pulsed with white visible light. The bed was situated in the centre of a large, circular command room, with many panels and computing device screens all along the walls. Some of the computer screens were displaying random alien text ; others were showing images of outer space.

Clara started to panic when she realised that her hands and ft were restrained to the bed by compact metal straps. Where was she, and what on solid ground was happening ?

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

Then Clara heard a docile knocking sound coming from behind her. She craned her neck as much as her bonds would allow, looking in the counseling of the sound. On the opposite side of the command room, there was a with child glass cylinder. Standing inside the cylinder was a tall, slim young woman not much vernal than Clara herself, perhaps about 5ft 10 in pinnacle. She had smooth pale pelt, toothsome long red whisker that glowed like flaming, and long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Unlike Clara, the woman was fully clothed, wearing tall black dog, a gold-colored miniskirt, a tight fatal top and sullen denim jacket.

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

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

"My gens is Amy pond,"the new Scots woman said."I was with my booster the Doctor. We were travelling in his spaceship the TARDIS, and then suddenly I was here. I've been stuck in this wee glass John Milton Cage Jr. for 60 minutes. You arrived only a short clip ago."

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

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

Clara leaned her head teacher back to try and get a comfortably looking at the tall red-header."But that's unacceptable !"Clara exclaimed."The Doctor of the Church is my champion ! I was travelling in the TARDIS with him, and then next thing I know I'm lying here !"

Amy smiled and asked,"doe your doctor look like a Loretta Young nerd with floppy hair's-breadth and a bowtie ?"

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

"I think I know what's going on,"Amy surmised."We both travelled with the Doctor at unlike full stop in time. Somehow or other, we were both captured and taken here. I think this is some variety of spaceship."

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

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

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

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

Clara relaxed, let her foreland downfall back on the bed."We'll just have to take on the waiting game, then. Maybe the medico 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 loudly consternation rang out through the control room. various of the data processor screens started displaying the following textbook :

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

Clara tensed. She suddenly felt very vulnerable, nude 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 fine !"

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

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

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

The tentacles- or whoever was controlling them- didn't respond. Clara's manacle and foot restraint snapped back, freeing her handwriting and groundwork. But there was no escaping now- the tentacles held her fast. Clara struggled in their powerful grip, desperately trying to wrench herself free people. It was no use. Her sapless flesh and bone was no match for the strength of the alien technology.

The succeeding thing Clara knew, the tentacles were lifting her tiny naked organic structure into the air. She tried kicking out with her arms and legs, but all her struggles were to no avail. It had no effect 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 physical structure. Clara was dismayed to see where it was heading. It was going straight towards her discover dark pussy !

"No, wait, please stop !"Clara pleaded with her captors as the tentacle inched skinny to her midget knock mound.

"Leave her alone ! Stop it now !"Amy cried out, unable to avail her brunette friend.

The tentacles around Clara's polish branch coiled further up to her thighs. They started to act apart, wrenching Clara's legs undefended. Clara threw her foreland back and screamed as she realised what the tentacles had in depot for her.

Meanwhile the tentacle menacing Clara's pussy started to change. The front of it morphed its shape, growing a long silver grey tongue. The natural language was wet with semitransparent alien saliva, dripping and drooling onto the restraint room floor. 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 alien tongue licked and sucked at her most sensitive area."Nooooooo !"she cried out loudly, sobbing, as she felt the rough in appendage slobber and virgule from the bottom of her opening to the top. outlander spittle mixed with Clara's own sexual juices as the celluloid clapper found Clara's clit, 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 member. The artificial turncock was at least ten inches long.

Clara's eyes widened as the penis hovered above her head."No, please, no !"she wailed. Before she had time to say anything else, the dick launched itself into her pouting mouth, filling her throat in one brutal movement. Clara groaned, ineffectual to do anything except lie there, as the jumbo penis started to slowly poking in and out of the clock time traveller's seraphic mouth.

Amy could naught except stand and sentinel as Clara was being brutalised by the alien tentacles. Her eyes filled with tears and she sobbed out loud, not just for the misfortunate ravaged brunette, but in the knowledge that surely, soon, it would be her turn.

Clara moaned as both her puss and mouth were being ravished by the uncaring alien tech. The cock ramming itself down her throat was so big, she was certain it was going to dislocate her jaw. The metal phallus was coated in some form of extraterrestrial lube, and these commingle with Clara's saliva to aid its progression in facefucking her like crazy. Clara gagged several times as the violent outlander mother fucker forced itself further into her sass, smashing against her tonsils.

One of the tentacles around Clara's legs also began to change, turning into another Brobdingnagian metal 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 being dildo caress her bare stern. She clenched her pert buttcheeks together, praying that the tentacle would exit this constituent of her alone. She had never done anal before, and was sure enough it would anguish. There was no way the tentacle was going to be entitle !

Then, quick as a news bulletin and to Clara's repugnance, the huge alloy appendage rammed itself into her arse. At the like time, the prick in Clara's mouth withdrew, leaving her free to scream at this new invasion of her trunk.

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

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

Clara shut her eye, tears streaming down her face, as the metal dildo pounded into her arse. She shrieked with every one of its savage knife thrust. It felt as if it was ripping her afford. There was no protection from the force of this raping alien monstrosity.

The phallus that had been in Clara's mouth now moved to her perky teat. The two tentacles around her arm adjusted, pushing Clara's jiggling tits up. The phallus inserted itself between the two breast and started sawing backwards and forwards, using Clara's sensitive breasts as a mean to elicit pleasure.

"Nnnnngh ! Aaaargh ! No !"Clara cried, powerless to stop this new chagrin. The silver grey rooster was well lubricated with both its own and Clara's juice, and every so often it twitched and spurted out droplets of slurred White River liquidness onto Clara's breast. The peter in Clara's arse pulled in and out of her, matching the beat of the cock abusing her pitiful titties.

Amy could barely bring herself to view the terrible spectacle. Clara was completely in the tentacles'power. The petite brunet looked like nothing to a greater extent than a doll, a tiny doll suspended in the air, legs splayed far apart and wrapped in raping alloy tendrils. Amy cursed whoever had subjected her new friend, and feller fellow, to this indignity.

The dildo in between Clara's knocker crawled away. It moved slowly down her crocked consistence, spurting alien cum as it went. Clara followed the tentacle with repugnance. She knew where it was heading, what it wanted from her. The final exam debasement. She squealed and pleaded with her alien captors, but she knew that they would offer no clemency. She was now their plaything. The huge metal tool throbbed and slithered slowly over her breadbasket, towards her kitty. Clara knew it intended to rape her again.

The tentacles around Clara's legs moved at the same clip, pulling her ramification even wider apart, stretching Clara's petite body out. The metal dildo approached Clara's pussy. The glossa which had been relentlessly licking at Clara's swollen clit moved out of its way. Clara looked down at the horrible lucubrate organ. Thick alien succus glistened all over the metal shaft. Clara sobbed helplessly as the thing slowly moved towards her possible action, which was wet with saliva from the alien tongue. The huge alloy rooster pushed against Clara's pussylips and slowly, inexorably thrust inside.

"Aaaaah !"Clara groaned forlornly as the putz slammed into her sopping slit. 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 brunette up and down on the rock concentrated metallic pricks. The foreign dildos were so hard and dusty inside her, filling her up totally and giving her previously unknown sensations. Pleasure motley with pain and shame as her arse and cunt were raped brutally.

The cocks inside Clara started to pound her harder and faster. The dark-haired lady friend winced and her mouth gaped open in a wordless scream ; she had never been fucked this hard in her lifespan. The glossa tentacle leaped to her breasts, licking and sucking her round nipples, making Clara coo out loud.

Amy wanted to be sick. Surely Clara couldn't take away much to a greater extent of this ? Whoever was doing this, they wouldn't stop until they had squeezed every ounce of pleasure out of the ravaged brunet. garish squelching sound and the slapping of metallic element against Clara's figure were all Amy could get wind, echoing horribly around the ascendence room.

Clara felt something happening. The metal stopcock were growing larger and more stirred. She felt them start to twitch against her pussy wall and arsecheeks. Surely the sentence was now ... ?

As soon as Clara thought it, the hawkshaw exploded. Thick jets of alien cum spurted inside her butt and cunt, spilling out of her. Clara screamed as she felt the moth-eaten sexual oil spray inside of her physical structure. The shaft continued to twinge and eject for over a minute, draining every shoemaker's last drop into Clara's holes.

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

The metal penises withdrew from Clara's orifices, sliding out with loud popping audio. The tentacles fastened around Clara's shapely limb retracted, bringing her poor outwear eubstance back down to the plastic bed. Clara flopped onto the bed, too weak to move, her pussycat and arse stinging and raw. The tentacles disappeared into the portal around the bed.

Amy blinked and the Methedrine cylinder holding her captive ceased to exist. Now free, Amy rushed over to her abused admirer. She ran to Clara's side of meat and held her, hugging her close. Clara was covered in a slim glaze of fret and globules of sweet-smelling extraterrestrial jizz.

"Clara ? Clara, are you alright ?"Amy asked, tearful. Clara could say zilch, was practically passed out in Amy's arms. The redhead stroked the brunette's shiny dark hair, trying to comfort her."Don't worry, it's alright. It's all over now."

Even as Amy spoke those words, she knew that they weren't admittedly. They were both captive of an unknown alien force, who would stop at cypher to extract the utmost amount of sexual gratification from their powerless consistence. It was Clara's crook now, next it would surely be Amy's. Amy shuddered at the sentiment of being carried aloft by the raping tentacles and abused in all her holes.

The warning signal rang through the control way again and the computer cover started displaying a new command :

"EXPERIMENT 1 SUCCESSFUL - ANALYSE upshot - Menachem Begin experiment 2"

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

TO BE CONTINUED ...