Amy pool held Clara Oswald tight, as very much for her own comfort as for Clara's. The brunet, having just been subjected to a vicious sexual assault, was passed out in Amy's limb. Clara's body was warm and wet, her brown hair messed up and stuck to her face.

Amy looked up at the data processor sieve situated all around the ascendancy room. They were displaying a substance to"BEGIN EXPERIMENT 2 ”. Amy knew that Clara and herself would be the field of this experiment. What on solid ground was going to happen to them ?

Suddenly pale chickenhearted gas started to replete the restraint elbow room. Amy yelped and desperately looked around for an escape route. To her alarm, there was no way out. The gas engulfed Amy and almost instantly she started to Black person out. She grasped at the air and sank to the ground, coughing and choking. Within a few second gear, her eyes closed and her world was plunged into darkness ...

*

Amy awoke to find herself lying on a well-fixed bed in a white, bright way. The bed sheets she was lying on were lite, quick and downlike, and she felt extremely well-fixed. She looked down at her body. The clothes she had been wearing were gone, replaced by something altogether more disclosure. She had been squeezed into a pissed Elwyn Brooks White gown which came halfway down her slim, pale thigh. The nightie was clearly several size too small for her, and it pushed her breasts up, making them look with child than they actually were. All of Amy's underclothes had been removed ; she was completely naked under the nightgown. The garment had a semitransparent timbre and Amy could see the minor pinko mounds of her mammilla and the dappled Orange River hair of her President George W. Bush visible under the flimsy fabric.

Amy looked around the belittled room. There were two beds next to each former, and two dressing tabular array on either incline of the beds. Cupboards and data processor covert lined the walls. Amy noticed there were four cameras setup in each recession of the room. Clearly, she was being watched. She coyly covered her titty and pussy with her hired man, didn't want whoever had captured her to see too much ... yet.

Amy saw that Clara was sitting at one of the dressing tables. The brunette was combing her hair and staring into a mirror. Clara was also wearing a rigorous snowy nightgown made of very flimsy material. Her private sphere were similarly visible through the cloth.

Now that Amy was closer to Clara than she had been in the control room, the Melanerpes erythrocephalus was able to make out the brunet's features more clearly. Clara was certainly a very pretty young woman. She had mid-length chestnut-coloured pilus in a fashionable style, ruby red cheeks, big brown center like that of a manga quality, and a pixie-like button nose. Amy was also able-bodied to see some of Clara's more intimate features, thanks to the revealing nightie. The brunette had firm supple breast, a neatly-trimmed triangle of dreary pubic hair, and a courteous round of drinks can.

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 okeh,"she replied."I'm not hurt. I think they healed me somehow."

"Where are we ?"Amy asked, looking around the lowly, 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 time of day since I woke up."

"Well, wherever we are, we know they're watching,"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 flyspeck girl said."I just wish there was a way out of here. I've tried looking and there's nil. Not even a external respiration shaft ! We're trapped here, Amy, and there's zippo we can do about it. They can do anything they like with us ..."

Amy got up and put an arm around Clara's shoulder joint."Best not to mean about it,"Amy said soothingly."There's got to be a way out of this home. Why don't we look together ?"

Clara, who seemed like she was on the verge of teardrop, sniffled and nodded her head.

The redhead helped the brunet out of her buttocks, and together the two remand girls looked around for an outlet. As soon as they had started, an invisible door opened up in a section of the bedroom wall. Two golem entered the elbow room, their metal feet clanking on the floor. The girls cowered at the sight of them.

The golem were magniloquent and were made of a smooth and shining white material. They had two branch and four long blazonry. On the end of each arm was a mechanical man hand. Their heads were White person spheres with a computer screen in the midsection of them. The simple machine stalked into the room, the door windup behind them.

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

The robot closest to Amy raised one of his polished arms and pressed a button on the side of it."COMMENCE transcription - Begin EXPERIMENT 2,"it said with a rasping electronic voice.

"Wait, experiment 2 ?"Clara asked."What does that intend ?"

The golem near Amy said,"matter 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

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

The automaton pressed another button on its arm."NEURAL LINK ESTABLISHED - subject area 1 - REMOVE GARMENT."

Suddenly, Amy's men jumped to the top of her nightdress. Her fingerbreadth hooked around the choker of the thin piece of clothing. Amy felt as if an inconspicuous force was controlling her dead body. She had no choice but to rip the thin 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 last vestige of her modesty from her tall, slim body. The tatterdemalion nightgown fell to the flooring and Amy was left standing completely naked.

Clara couldn't helper but admire Amy's incredible body. The Melanerpes erythrocephalus was marvelous, slender and statuesque, the all over reverse of Clara, really. Gorgeous fiery red hair cascaded over pale shoulders. Small but shapely pap sprang out of the torn nightgown and stood erect in the way's cool atmosphere. Best of all were Amy's pegleg, which were long, prune and elegant- the legs of a supermodel, Clara thought. Clara wondered how much male tending Amy had got in her liveliness. Probably way more than her !

"COME Here,"said Amy's automaton."Begin PROCEDURE."

Amy's amazing legs started to stock her across the elbow room, entirely against her will. She stopped in front of the robot and knelt down on the floor. Her head was now rase with the automaton's private parts. A hatch opened in the robot's inguen and a huge white hammer emerged from within. The member was at to the lowest degree ten inch long, and it was already dripping with exotic fluid.

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

"BEGIN operation,"repeated the robot.

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

Amy gripped the alien peter with her bequeath handwriting. Her handwriting seemed to bear a life-time of its own. It wasn't obeying Amy any more ; it was obeying the whimsey and instructions of this perverted machine. Amy started to stroke and tear on the stranger shaft, which grew harder and bigger in the red-header's gentle palm.

The robot penny-pinching to Clara advanced on the poor rigidify brunet. Even as Clara shook her head in disbelief, it too raised one of its weapons system and activated the electrical switch which would see to it her body.

"NEURAL radio link ESTABLISHED,"said Clara's automaton."SUBJECT 2 - LIE DOWN ON THE BED."

"No, no !"Clara pleaded. But it was no use. Her soundbox was under complete dominance. The robot could produce 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.

"SPREAD YOUR LEGS,"commanded the robot.

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

Clara's robot pounced onto the bed, was on top of Clara in seconds. Two of its arms grabbed hold of Clara's ramification and roughly pulled them up into the air. A 3rd arm moved down towards the restrained brunette. A hook flicked out of one of its fingers and it slashed the hook across Clara's nightgown. The garment was ripped in two, exposing Clara's overnice body.

Clara shrieked,"No, delight no ! Amyyyyy ! supporter meeeeeee !"

But Amy was enduring her own ordeal. She was busy wanking off the outlander golem, pumping her fist up and down its metallic element peter. Every so often ropes of alien cum spurted out of the cockhead, drenching her pale feminine finger's breadth in its gummy centre.

The golem looked down at Amy with its data processor oral sex."ENGAGE mouth,"it said.

Amy groaned as she let go of the squirting cock and opened her mouth wide. The robot took detainment of Amy's head and pulled the redhead towards its Brobdingnagian metal schlong. Before Amy had any time to say or do anything, the wet dripping member was jammed harshly into her oral fissure. The powdered ginger beauty gagged as she, quite against her will, started to bob her head up and down on the rock candy unvoiced artificial phallus.

Meanwhile, Clara was being educate for her rape. The automaton pinning her down moved into position, straddling the lilliputian girl. As Clara lay there, squealing for release, a hatching opened in the middle of the creature's hip. A vast white prick sprang out of the possible action. The robot brought itself down, putting all of its considerable weight on Clara. The petite damsel was crushed down into the diffused bed sheets. Clara hollered out loud one final time as the robot's monumental putz entered her satiny cunt, parting her pussylips with repose.

"Aaaaaaaargh ! No, delight don't ravishment meeeeeeeee !"Clara screamed to high heaven.

The robot said null, did cipher except start to force brutally in and out of Clara's nasty king protea. Her vagina was stretched to its fullest, the wolf foreigner prick ramming her tight twat like a demon. Clara's metallic rapist lifted its two devoid arms and seized keep of the brunette's bouncing knocker, groping and molesting them without pity. Clara grabbed appreciation of the automaton's arms, tried to pull up them off her chest, but there was no way she could move them. Clara threw her straits back and shrieked for all she was worth, twinge pain erupting from her pussy as the golem pounded it viciously.

On the other side of the room, Amy had nearly finished fellating her automaton. The outlander's sexual oil was being released by Amy's sinful technique. The gorgeous ginger goddess flicked her natural language over the bellied heading of the rooster, sucking and licking at it like a tart. Amy felt ashamed ; she had zero control over what was happening, and yet, and yet ... deep inside her, she was starting to enjoy 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 alien bastard.

"full stop,"ordered Amy's robot."CLIMB ONTO THE BED."

Amy stopped sucking and removed her head from the robot's hard prick. Long strand of alien cum spilled out of Amy's sweet lip, dribbling down her Kuki onto her chest. She turned away from the golem and crawled across the floor on all fours, like a dog. The redhead climbed onto the bed and stuck her pallid one shot seat into the air, presenting it to her robot like a trophy.

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

Amy never had a luck to finish her conviction, as the robot positioned itself in forepart of Amy's puckered arsehole. Without warning it thrust forwards with all of its strength. The red-haired fille howled out loud, the robot burying its mighty prick into her arse.

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

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

"Claraaaaaaa !"Amy responded, before a couple of awful thrusts forced a scream from the redhead's oral cavity."Owwwwwww no it hurts !"

Amy's automaton roughly took keep of her slender hips, started to push the redhead down onto its dripping metal tool. With another of its hands, it grabbed hold of Amy's delicious, flaming-red hair and pulled on it, forcing her head up. Amy groaned and grunted as she realised she was now the robot's sexual slave.

Clara closed her oculus, tried to imagine that she was anywhere else. She desperately wanted to block out the fact that she, Clara Oswald, intrepid traveller in time and blank, was now cipher more than a tiny little fuckdoll, a slave to this powerful metal robot and its raping whims. She prayed that any here and now now, the Doctor would abound through the door and save both of the young lady from any farther scathe.

All of Clara's wishes couldn't change the dingy reality of her situation, however. She was prone, pinned down, with the swelled cock her pussy had ever taken ramming her over and over again. The pain and shame she was feeling was unutterable. 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 measure of her and Amy's intrusion was going to be put to ...

On her bed, Amy was feeling intense sensations as the ten column inch robo-penis plundered her tight mob. Suddenly, she felt something enter her pussy. Something low temperature and electronic, buzzing inside her taut red slit. She looked over her shoulder and saw that her robot had plunged one of its long finger into her cunt. It was moving the dastardly digit backwards and forwards, making Amy's maw wet with juices. The finger hummed and throbbed inside Amy's peppiness gash like one of the many vibrators she had used back on worldly concern. Amy threw her head 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 EJACULATION ”.

Amy and Clara moaned as the moment approached. They could finger the cocks inside them growing thicker and slicker. Clara did nothing except lay there, her legs luxate extensive, the golem working his cock deeper and deeper into her ravaged muliebrity. She scrunched her eyes up and silently begged for an end to her befoulment. Amy meanwhile was actively working to get the golem off, jerking her pelvic girdle up and down on the robot's gruelling rod. She wanted the contumely to end and she thought that maybe, if she increased the robot's pleasance, she could make it end quicker.

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

At once the molesting motorcar pulled their squirting cocks out of the poor enthrall girls. Amy's robot callously threw the redheaded woodpecker onto her cover, aiming its synthetical schlong over her sweet angelic face. Clara's robot retracted its member from the brunette's dripping pussycat and pierce it into her typeface. Both rooster erupted at the same clock time, spraying Amy and Clara with what felt like gallons of sizzling alien cum. The desecrate girls were absolutely drenched in load after offensive burden of thick white jism. Their faces, hair and titty became completely soaked in the repellent ooze, which stuck to their naked rap bodies like glue.

Clara coughed and spluttered through this last debasement, raising her hands to try and pass over the revolting juice from her human face and hair. Amy, hoping that maximising the automaton's expiation might aid her in some way, deliberately opened her mouth and flicked her pink lingua out, licking up and swallowing as much of the cum as she could.

When the rapist robots had finished discharging over their victims, 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 way. Both of the girlfriend were completely exhausted, naked, rout over their seam, covered in slimy, syrupy medal of cum. They had both survived Experiment 2- barely. And still they were at the mercifulness of whichever alien power had abducted them.

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

Somewhere else in the universe of discourse, a large iniquity figure was watching a screen which displayed the very Saami simulacrum. Two beautiful girls, one a tall refined redhead, the other a cute petite brunette, having just been tormented and violated in the most vicious way possible.

The figure licked his lips with lustfulness ...

TO BE CONTINUED ...