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Greetings. My name is The Scene-Stealer and I am here to present to you a series of tales from the realms of popular fiction, in particular television and movies.
I inhabit the dark realms within these universes, and it is here I see the things that weren't shown, the things that might have happened and the things that should have happened.
I present these tales of dark pleasures to you the readers who deserve to know the entire story.
Did you ever wonder what could happen if the situation was changed in one of your favourite films or television shows?
I am here to present the answer to you. If you have a situation which you would like to see exposed, then inform me and I shall do my utmost to find out the real truth for you.
Today's story exposes a situation from the universe of the television show Doctor Who.
Have you always wanted to see just what might happen to those nubile female companions he travels with? 
This tale takes place shortly after the television episode called "The Five Doctors".
Now, I present a tale of cyber experiments called:

"Doctor Who- Cyberlessons"

Subject 1:

The darkened corridors in the old stone building stretched out in both directions away from the room the Cyberleader had designated his command centre. 
Inside the room the seven foot tall silver frame of the Cyberleader stood impassively in the middle of the room surveying the other Cybermen at work around him. On the table before him was a kind of pentagon shaped container, which was made of some sort of crystal and had cables running out of it's base to a computer station nearby. A Cyberman was standing before the antique computer terminal attached to it and was completing the final testing on the control. Perfectly on schedule the Cyberman looked across to the Cyberleader and gave his report.
"The time scoop will function as we were promised leader."
"Borusa did not lie to us then. If he was also truthful about this machine's function then we will be able to remove any being from the time stream at any point, and from any planet."
"Why would the Time Lord give us this technology?"
"He is an emotional creature, and he was hoping that in exchange for the time scoop we would free him from his imprisonment. We have utilised this weakness and obtained this device."

Lord President Borusa of the High Council of the planet Gallifrey, home of the Time Lords, was languishing in his luxury room, several floors above the Cybermen's headquarters. 
Borusa was one of the older Time Lords, who had tried to achieve immortality from the greatest Time Lord ever, Rassilon. He had been tricked and in return for immortality he was imprisoned in Rassilon's tomb, along with every other Time Lord who had ever discovered Rassilon's secret.
Borusa's most interesting former student, currently known as 'The Doctor', had been there but had not saved him from his fate and he would extract retribution upon him, but in the subtle way Borusa was infamous for. 
In an effort to escape Borusa had formed an alliance with some Cybermen who had been damaged in the Death Zone surrounding the tomb. Borusa had brought them to Gallifrey to try and motivate the Doctor to help him gain access to the tomb, and he had succeeded. The Cybermen and the other enemies of the Doctor had all been defeated along the way and returned to their homes once Borusa had been defeated. In their haste, the High Council had not realised that the Cybermen were not dead and had left them where they had fallen in the foyer of the tomb.
Once they had repaired themselves they began to explore the Dark Tower and they happened upon the room where Rassilon's body was lying in state. 
Here they found a transmat platform, but as it was not powered they were unable to escape. In a search for the power linkages they systematically took the room apart, and upon opening the stone sarcophagus the trapped Time Lords within were released.
As the fleeing Time Lords were quickly eradicated, Borusa made use of the opportunity and helped the Cybermen to escape, buying his life and his freedom with the information regarding the time scoop.
Borusa and the squad of Cybermen quickly transmatted using Borusa's presidential command codes and they found themselves at the other end of the transmat beam, in the council chambers on Gallifrey. Meeting only a few guards who were quickly dispatched, they disassembled the time scoop and stole a TARDIS to escape the planet.

Borusa had spent the last few weeks being a glorified chauffer, as he helped the Cybermen collect the components they needed to set up the time scoop. They had set up headquarters in a medieval castle on the planet Tara, and were now almost ready to begin their latest plan in their scheme to dominate the planet Earth.
He wondered when his usefulness would end, and he knew they would then kill him. He planned to be gone before that happened, or before the Doctor showed up to stop them as he always did.
A loud thunking noise from the door brought him out of his reverie and the door was unlocked and opened. A Cyberman stood before him and moved into the room.
"It is time to operate the time scoop, your presence is required," he said as he hauled Borusa to his feet off the bed he was resting upon.
"Alright, alright. There is no need for brutality, I'm coming."

"After consulting the central Cyber control, we have determined that at this point in time there are eight incarnations of the Doctor. At every point in the time stream he is accompanied by at least one humanoid, and we have determined that they will be suitable for our experiments. We have chosen some candidates from across the time stream and we shall now retrieve them."
"What experiments?" asked Borusa.
"We have determined that a large part of human motivation stems from a feeling they call love, and the act of reproduction also seems to weigh heavily upon their decision making. Cyber control has decided that we are in the best position to collect data, and we will use the Doctor's companions simply because they are easy to locate in the time stream, and are from a diverse cross section of humanity."
"Hmmmm, interesting, simplistic but interesting. Let us get started then," said Borusa moving behind the controls.
The screen on the control sprang to life and after a few moments a picture of the starry void of space appeared.
"Who are we retrieving?" asked Borusa
"The first subject is a female named Perpigillium Brown, designated Peri to hasten proceedings. She accompanies the sixth incarnation of the Doctor."
"I'm scanning for her now," said Borusa. Then with a light tone the screen changed to a picture of a 20 something, brunette woman. She had a buxom figure, which was exaggerated by the tiny top she had squeezed herself into. As she moved around a larger man with blonde curly hair could be seen in the background. He was wearing a multi-coloured coat which seemed to have been constructed for the sole purpose of being totally tasteless, and it succeeded quite well. The man in the very loud coat, was also wearing yellow trousers with red pinstripes and green spats over orange shoes.
"Ugh. I'd say that's the Doctor there," said Borusa pointing at the man on the screen.
"Correct, the female is our test subject. Bring her here immediately."
"If you collect her now, the Doctor will notice immediately and come after her."
"Irrelevant. We will have finished our experiments and taken leave of this structure before the Doctor manages to find us."
"Alright then," said Borusa as he twisted the controls and activated the time scoop.

Peri walked along happily following the Doctor through the Spanish countryside. It was mid afternoon and the grove they were walking through was alive with butterflies. 
They were on their way back to the TARDIS after helping the second Doctor and Jamie to defeat some Sontarans and Androgums. The Doctor was striding through the grove at his usual break neck speed, and Peri was attempting to keep up with him without much success. 
Peri had fallen some way behind and now decided to give up running after the Doctor and started walking at a more leisurely pace. 
"He can just wait for me to get there," she thought to herself as she watched a brown butterfly flit across the path ahead of her.
She suddenly felt a tingle run down her spine and the hair on the back of her neck stood on edge. Looking around expecting to see a Sontaran about to grab her from behind, she found nothing. Scanning the countryside around her she found nothing, but was unable to shake this feeling of dread.
She looked up and could see that the Doctor had reached the blue London Police Telephone Box, which the TARDIS was currently imitating (and had been ever since it's chameleon circuit had become stuck). He had opened the door and was impatiently waiting for her to arrive.
"Come on Peri, there's so much I want to do, and I don't want to waste any more time in Spanish olive groves," yelled a frustrated Doctor from the open doorway.
"Alright Doctor, I'm coming," yelled Peri back at him.
On the horizon a black dot appeared, and slowly became larger, until it was recognisable as a black obelisk. It was tumbling end over end, and was moving ever closer to Peri. 
Peri saw it in the air beyond the TARDIS and began to run to the Doctor, mistaking it as an attack on the TARDIS.
"Doctor, look out!"
"What is it Peri," yelled the Doctor as he jumped out of the TARDIS doorway and away into the bushes nearby.
Peri realised as the obelisk sped over the roof of the TARDIS that it wasn't after the TARDIS at all, it was chasing her.
Instantly the Doctor recognised the obelisk and began shouting for Peri to run.
Peri turned and began to run back up through the grove, but she had only made a few metres when the obelisk was upon her. As she turned around to see the obelisk descend upon her, her last sight was of the Doctor futilely charging towards her, with his silly coat flapping in the breeze behind him.

"The female designated Peri, has been placed in a stasis pod and we await your instructions Leader," crackled the report from the holding area along the corridor.
The Cyberleader pressed the intercom button and acknowledged this, before turning back to face Borusa.
"You have performed adequately, return to your quarters."
Borusa was escorted out of the room, and the Cyberleader turned to a nearby Cyberman.
"Inform the scientific unit they may begin their data retrieval. Remind them that she is not to die, nor is she to be converted into one of us."
"Yes leader."

Peri awoke and found herself strapped to a stone wall by her wrists and ankles, she began to struggle and found that she could not budge the old iron shackles.
"Cease your futile struggles," said a deep, bass, metallic voice from the other side of the room.
"Who's there?" asked Peri.
"You are a prisoner of the cyber-race," said the Cyberman who stepped out from behind the equipment case he had been removing items from.
"A Cyberman!" Peri exclaimed in horror. "What do you want with me?"
"You are to be our first test subject," said another Cyberman striding towards her from the doorway. 
"What do you mean?" asked a bewildered Peri.
"We are testing human emotions, so we will be controlling your mind and creating situations which give us the responses we are looking for. Do not attempt to resist as our equipment is more powerful than your puny mind."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"You are our first subject for our reproductive study. We are going to gauge your responses during a sexual coupling. The experiments which follow will then gauge responses to different sexual situations."
The implications of what he was suggesting began to sink in, and she began to struggle violently.
"No! You can't do that to me," yelled Peri.
"Cease this pointless noise," instructed the Cyberman as it placed a small silver box onto Peri's forehead.
"No, no, no, no. Doctor, help me!" screamed Peri.
The Cyberman pressed a small button on the box and a tiny red light came to life. Peri continued her struggling, working herself up into a hysterical fit.
"Stop," commanded the Cyberman, and Peri instantly stopped what she was doing and quietly hung on the wall. "We can now begin to prepare the subject," he said to the other Cyberman who had been standing behind him waiting for further instruction.
The Cyberman moved forwards and undid the shackles, allowing Peri's limp form to slump over his shoulder.
He carried her across and dropped her down onto a metal operating table and moved across the room to activate a control on some kind of small boxlike device on a tripod.
"Computer begin data collection and tie all of this unit's sensory inputs into recording device 7b.
Subject 1, designated Peri, companion of the sixth incarnation of the Doctor, beginning examination," stated the Cyber-scientist who was in charge of this test. The input device began to record all of the inputs from each of the scientist's senses as well as recording a visual record from it's place on the tripod.
"I will require your further assistance later, wait outside," commanded the scientist to the other Cyberman.
"As you command," said the Cyberman as he turned and walked out of the room.
Peri lay perfectly still staring up at the ceiling of the dungeon, the control device on her forehead had rendered her totally unable to control her body, or even think for herself. She was now simply a human guinea pig waiting to be experimented upon.
The scientist moved to the table holding a scalpel and began to work on removing Peri's clothing. He quickly removed her sandal like shoes and threw them in a waiting storage bin. Peri was wearing a short pair of shorts, and a shirt tied up around her midsection to expose her stomach. The shirt quickly was cut off of her and thrown into the bin, leaving her ample breasts encased in the bikini top she had been wearing underneath. Slicing down each side of the shorts the Cyberman quickly removed these, and Peri now lay on the cold metal table wearing only her bikini. Decisively cutting the straps and then the sides of the bottoms, the bikini was also removed leaving the young woman nude on the table.
"All outer garments have been removed and inspection will now commence."
The Cyberman reached down and grasped her left breast. He noted it's weight and texture through the sensors in his hand. He squeezed it and began to manipulate it like a lump of dough. Peri's mind had been controlled but her natural responses had not been dampened, and in response her nipple began to harden under the metallic palm of the Cyberman.
"Moderate sized mammary glands, easily manipulated and teats beginning to harden in response to stimulation. Proceeding to reproductive system."
The Cyberman quickly pulled up the stirrup attachments on either side of the table and locked them into place. Grabbing each of Peri's legs he pulled her down to the end of the table and placed her legs up into the stirrups, spreading her brown haired pussy wide open to the cybernetic being's sensory probes.
He reached down and using thumb and forefinger he spread the lips apart to expose the moist pink interior. Sliding a slender silver tube into her pussy, he began to push it inside further and further allowing the camera on the end of the long tubelike cable to record the entire length of her sexual organs. Upon reaching the womb he began to slide the cable back out.
The pulling, tugging and sliding of the cable inside Peri's pussy had increased the moisture slowly oozing from her opening, and as the end of the camera emerged it slipped quickly out and sent a vibration through Peri's pussy lips. Reaching up to the top of her opening the Cyberman slid back her clitoral hood to expose her little pink clit underneath. 
"Subject also begins to show signs of orgasmic stimulation, we will now attempt to further this and induce an orgasm."
He reached down and picked up a small, segmented, metallic, buglike creature called a Cybermat which was resting on the nearby equipment table.. The creature was no bigger than his palm and about the same shape and size as a carrot. This Cybermat had been especially reprogrammed so that it wouldn't kill it's victim. This one would vibrate and wiggle around once inserted into a body cavity. The Cyberman rubbed the head of the Cybermat up and down the length of Peri's slit and once the metallic head was glistening with her moisture he slowly slid it's entire length into her. The Cybermat moved itself totally inside Peri, and then began to vibrate. Instantly the vibrations hit Peri's clit and her orgasm began to brew. The Cybermat began by rotating it's body before beginning to propel itself back and forwards, fucking Peri from within. To move the Cybermat would undulate the segments along it's belly the way a snake does, and this was causing a ripple effect along the inside of Peri's pussy canal.
As the Cybermat began to increase it's intensity the Cyberman observed the increase of moisture emanating from Peri's pussy, and as she began to buck and writhe on the table he recorded her orgasm for future study.
"The subject has reached an orgasmic response to the Cybermat. Note it's effectiveness against female subjects for future outings. Speculation, if the orgasmic response can be heightened further then it would seem possible that unconsciousness could be induced in the subject. Will now commence the copulation test."
Pressing a button on the control panel the outer door slid open once again and the Cyberman standing outside returned into the room.
"You are the unit that has been fitted with specimen Ql73 are you not?" requested the Cyber-scientist.
"Affirmative," stated the Cyberman.
"You have been instructed as to it's usage, and it is now time to record this data. Proceed with your instructions."
The Cyberman stepped forwards and removed a special outer covering over his groin. Underneath the metallic material, a human penis and testicles had been grafted back onto the cybernetic body. He moved forwards and stood between Peri's outstretched legs, and with a thought began to pump nutrient fluid into the penis. Quickly the cyber-cock came to it's full 7inches in length and was ready for use.
"You are required to transmit all sensory inputs to the recorder," stated the Cyber-scientist. 
With a nod the Cyberman began to transmit and for the first time in cyber-history the equipment was recording the sensations emanating from a penis. The Cyberman stepped into position and began to slide the length of the hard cock into Peri's already wet slit. The Cybermen had gained knowledge from some old pornographic films they had salvaged from an Earth outpost they had destroyed. Following the techniques shown in the film he settled into a steady rhythm. He began to slowly increase the speed at which he was driving his cock in and out of her, and reached down and began to stimulate her clit with his fingertips. The sensations from the penis were being transmitted back and the Cyberman detected the sensations well. The warmth of the female flesh tightly wrapped around the length of his stolen flesh, the moisture which enveloped it in slippery wetness and pooled around the base of his shaft. Peri's pussy muscles were giving the cock a thorough workout, and after several minutes of his cyber-lovemaking Peri again achieved orgasm.
"We have the information we require, you may now finish," instructed the scientist who was supervising from alongside the table.
The Cyberman then began to expel several jets of warm sticky come into the depths of Peri's cunt.
"Will this induce reproduction?" asked the Cyberman as he slid his still erect cock out of Peri's sticky pussy. The cock was covered in pussy juice and the remnants of come, and had a faint metallic sheen from the nutrient fluid that filled it. Quickly it deflated to normal size and the Cyberman reattached the covering over his groin.
"Perhaps, but we are not interested in that eventuality," stated the Cyber-scientist. "Place this subject in stasis until she is required again."

A light began to flash on the control panel in front of the Cyberleader.
"The first test has been successfully completed. Our next experiment is to monitor female responses to a homosexual experience. We will require two subjects for this," said the Cyberleader to Borusa who had just been returned to the room and was seated alongside the time scoop. Borusa stood and again activated the time scoop.
"Who do you require now?"
"We have selected Jo Grant, who accompanies the third incarnation of the Doctor, and Grace Holloway who is currently in the presence of the eighth incarnation of the Doctor."

Subject 2 &3:

"I have our second subject in sight," said Borusa, turning to face the Cyberleader.
"Well collect it then."

Jo Grant turned to look at the doors to the Doctor's lab as they swung shut behind him. He could be very frustrating some times, and he simply would not see sense. The Brigadier allowed him to stay here and really asked very little of him in return. On the few occasions he is asked for help he huffs and puffs and then runs off like a spoiled child. Jo could usually convince him to help out, but this time the Doctor was having none of it. The regional science show was simply beneath him, and there was no way she would be able to talk him into judging the children's science projects. He did have a point, there were better things he could be doing with his time, but the local council had asked UNIT to help them out, and the Brigadier thought it best to stay on good terms with the locals.
Jo had spoken with him and he had gone storming out of the room to go and yell at the Brigadier, Jo shook her head in annoyance, and her shoulder length blonde hair fell down over her face. Giggling at how silly the whole thing was, she got up to go and find the two of them and separate them before they did something they'd regret later. She made her way out of the building to the garage area where Sgt. Benton said the Brigadier could be found.
As she walked across the courtyard she noticed a strange black obelisk hovering in the sky above the main building. Suddenly it moved and began to sweep down towards her. Screaming in terror she began to run towards the garage.
The Doctor and the Brigadier both came hurtling out of the garage to see what was happening, and instantly the Doctor saw the black shape heading for Jo. 
"Jo, run in here. Quickly!" yelled the Doctor. He was frantically motioning for her to come towards him. The Doctor's white hair made him seem as though he was older than his current body actually was, and he was definitely a man of action. Seeing that Jo wasn't going to evade the obelisk he turned and ran for his car. His new car was still being assembled so he quickly jumped into Bessie, his old yellow roadster and as the Brigadier managed to hurl himself into the back seat he shot out of the door and across the courtyard towards Jo. Driving with one hand he leant out of the car reaching out towards where Jo was frantically dodging the obelisk's attempts to pick her up. 
Looking up at the new noise, Jo saw the Doctor reaching out for her, looking like some kind of super-hero with his velvet cape whipping around in the wind, she stopped and prepared to be collected by his outstretched arm. She realised her mistake and before she had a chance to start moving again she found herself swallowed by the blackness within the obelisk.
"Doctor, where's Miss Grant?" asked the Brigadier as he managed to struggle up from the back seat.
"I don't know, but it's very serious. I'd better go and contact my people for help."

"Subject 2 is being placed in stasis, and we are now retrieving subject 3 leader," stated a Cyberman supervising Borusa's actions. 
The Cyberleader nodded his acknowledgment and continued watching another display in front of him.

Grace watched as the Doctor turned away from her and hopped over the stepping stones back towards his Police Box. He was a dashing figure in a velvet frock coat, with his shoulder length hair blowing behind him in the wind, he turned and took a final look at her before heading inside and closing the door behind him.
Grace turned to look at the next explosion of fireworks, and she stood and enjoyed the feeling of the wind blowing through her longish red hair. She did not even notice the black obelisk which appeared in the sky behind her and began to bear down on her.
The Doctor made his final settings on the control console, and then activated the external monitor. He saw Grace standing outside enjoying the fireworks, and then suddenly he saw a black obelisk tumbling towards her. It was right behind her and before he could even move to save her, she was swallowed up and was gone. 
Immediately he began throwing switches and then with a decisive twist of a knob the TARDIS dematerialised and he started off to try and find who had kidnapped his new friend.

"We have them both in stasis now leader."
"Begin the second experiment, time is of the essence. We must complete our mission before the Doctor locates us."

Grace awoke and found herself strapped to some kind of table, and propped up against the wall. Metallic bands were holding her in place, around her throat, chest,elbows, wrists, thighs, knees and ankles. She could move her head around, and could see the room she was in. In the middle of the room was some kind of low bed, and on the other side of the room was a younger blonde woman, also restrained in the same manner. The petite young woman was still unconscious and she was also stark naked. Between the bands she could see the girls petite breasts and her dark pubic thatch nestled at the top of her thighs. Looking down slightly she could see a pile of clothes on the floor, obviously belonging to the girl who must be into retro clothing as she could see jeans with flares and other hideous clothes she remembered from her own youth. Then she also noticed some more modern, more familiar clothing. She realised with a start that she recognised the jacket and blouse she could see sticking out from the bottom of the pile, they were the clothes she thought she was still wearing. Looking down as best she could, she managed to glimpse the tops of her own ample breasts and realised that she too was naked, she immediately began to try and squeeze her legs together to cover her lush red pubic patch, but her legs were held firmly in place. 
Suddenly the lights in the room came on at full intensity and a large silver man walked into the room.
"What the hell is going on here?" 
"Be silent."
"No I won't be silent! You kidnap me and then expect me to co-operate with you. What sort of sicko are you anyway."
"You will be silent or I will silence you," said the silver man in a menacing sort of way, even though it was totally flat and emotionless.
She thought better of antagonising him for the moment and was content to watch what he was doing.
He moved over and checked the blonde girl, she was still unconscious. Reaching up he placed some kind of device on her forehead, and then turned away and came over to Grace.
"What are you doing? What is that thing?"
"It is a control device," he said as he quickly clipped one onto her forehead as well.
Grace suddenly could feel some kind of presence in her mind, like having a wet blanket draped over her mind. 
"You will now be quiet and still."
She tried to tell him otherwise but found to her horror that her body would no longer respond to her commands. She found herself staying perfectly quiet, and unable to move.
"Awaken Jo Grant," said the silver man to the girl. Immediately her head came up and her eyes opened. Grace could see the fear in her eyes and as the silver giant gave the girl called Jo the same commands she had received, she could see the fear in the girl's eyes as she too realised she no longer had control of her body.
There was table with some controls on it over to the side of the room and the giant went and sat down in front of the controls. Reaching down he pressed a switch and the metallic bands holding the two of them in place slid away.
"You will both come forwards."
The two of them both stepped down from their benches and moved forwards across the room, stopping next to each other in front of him.
"You," he said pointing at Jo. "You will be in charge. I want you to engage, in what is known as lesbian sex, with this one here," he said pointing at Grace.
"Are you familiar with the techniques?" he asked Jo.
"I have seen some magazines and stuff when I was at university, and I think I may have experimented a bit with another girl at a party but I can't really remember, we were both pretty out of it."
"We have several films on the subject, if you need instruction I will inform you. Proceed," and then he turned to Grace.
"You will do as this one requests, now lie down on the bed," he said pointing at the bed.
Grace could not stop herself from walking across the room and laying herself down across the bed.
Jo walked forwards and knelt down on the floor next to the bed, she moved up along side Grace's head and reached out and grabbed her by the back of the neck. Raising Grace's head up to her she kissed her tenderly on the mouth, and then kissed her more and more passionately before thrusting her tongue between Grace's lips. Grace had also seen a few porno tapes and knew the drill, but had never participated with another girl. She found her tongue began to play with Jo's as it moved around the moist cavern of her mouth. She was looking into the girl's eyes and she could see the same mixture of fear and revulsion which she knew must be playing across her own features. As Jo's tongue continued to explore her mouth she saw what she suspected was the first flickerings of the girls excitement begin to creep across her face. 
Jo broke the kiss and began to work her mouth and tongue down the length of Grace's naked body. She moved down the alabaster white neck, nipping and rubbing her teeth across the taught flesh. She moved down to the valley between Grace's breasts and the up the side of the fleshy pillows. Reaching the nipple on the left she slowly began to suck, then rubbed her tongue back and forth making the nipple raise up in excitement. Moving across to the other breast she gave it the same treatment to get the other nipple to harden and rise up as well.
Grace could feel these wild sensations running up and down the length of her skin, she was unable to respond in anyway, but her body was reacting to it in the way she thought she was supposed to. She could feel herself getting moist.
Jo left her hands slowly fondling and kneading Grace's tits as she then made her way down to her stomach. She began to lick and flick her tongue in and out of Grace's belly button. She slid her face back and forth across her flat stomach, taking in the scent of Grace's taut quivering stomach flesh, before standing upright again.
Jo could feel herself enjoying this and she could see that Grace was unsure of the sensations running through her body. Jo knew she should be ashamed at her reactions, but at the moment she went with the feelings, knowing that tomorrow she would have to deal with the repercussions of her feelings.
Jo reached down and grabbed Grace around the knees and dragged her body down to one corner of the bed, so that her buttocks were perched on the edge, and her legs hung over the sides.
Jo positioned herself on her knees again on the floor between Grace's open thighs. Reaching up to place one hand on each thigh, she pushed the legs further apart and then moved forwards to place her face alongside of Grace's red patch of pubic hair.
Playfully Jo leant forwards and placed her teeth at the top of Grace's patch of hair. She moved her mouth around a bit allowing her teeth to scrape back and forth across the sensitive flesh just above the pussy below. Then Jo slowly dragged her teeth back down, through the hair, until she reached the little clitoral hood, hiding Grace's little nub of pleasure beneath it.
As soon as Jo's teeth touched the hood Grace felt a surge of electricity run straight up her spine, pass through her breasts and explode into her brain in a ball of pure pleasure. 
Jo snaked her tongue out and started to run it back and forth across the flap of flesh, grabbing it between her lips and then suddenly sucking on it. She then ran her tongue down one side of Grace's slit, and then down the other, before allowing it to dawdle around the small stretch of skin separating the pussy and arsehole. Jo flicked her tongue out to dance back and forth across the stretch of skin, before sliding back up to the middle of the moist slit, and then diving straight in.
Grace felt her pussy suddenly fill up with Jo's tongue and just as she was getting into that feeling, Jo slid it back out again. She felt her hips buck upwards trying to get Jo's tongue back inside her, and to her satisfaction she felt Jo's tongue slide back in. 
Jo moved her tongue in and out for a few moments, and then curled her tongue back up like a scoop and began to scrape it back down along the walls of the moist cunt in front of her. She reached up and placed two fingers into Grace's mouth, getting her to suck on them. Then she slid one, then two fingers deep into the waiting velvet envelope. She could feel the warm pussy juices slowly running down her fingers onto her palm, and as she began to again suck on the little clit above, the moisture increased.
Looking up Jo could see Grace's face overcome with lust, her eyes glazed over in ecstasy, her mouth open in pleasure as she silently articulated her joy. 
Jo could see that Grace was coming close to orgasm, and she intensified her efforts. Reaching up with the other hand, she grabbed one of Grace's tits and began rubbing the nipple again. Her other hand thrusting in and out of the moist hole, as her tongue drummed back and forth across the clit.
Jo decided she wanted to give herself some pleasure as well. She let go of Grace's breast, and reached down to begin fondling her own wet pussy.
Still working on Grace, she began running her fingers over her wet slit, before plunging one in and finger fucking herself.
Grace could feel herself orgasming, and her body was racked with pulse after pulse of intense pleasure and Jo felt the muscles of Grace's pussy spasming around her fingers deep inside the older woman. 
Grace's pleasure finally subsided and she came back down off her orgasmic high. Jo slid her wet fingers out of Grace and then sat up, continuing to work on herself. Reaching up she started fondling her breasts, smearing the remnants of Grace's juice over her petite tits. She flung her head back and began to thrash from side to side as her pleasure began to build. Suddenly she jumped up onto the bed and quickly straddled Grace's head, lowering her dripping cunt right onto the redhead's mouth and nose. She began to rub her cunt back and forth, using Grace's nose to stimulate her clit, and then feeling the older woman's tongue slide out and tentatively slip between Jo's pussy lips.
Jo could feel Grace sucking on her pussy lips, and then slide then full length of her tongue up into her cunt.
Jo was so excited by the whole scene, that this was enough to get her orgasm started. She began to frantically buck up and down, slamming her pussy into Grace's face, smearing her juices all over it. Grabbing handfuls of red hair, she pulled Grace's head firmly up into her, and rode out the end of her climax. She allowed her spasms to subside and then slid off Grace, who quickly came up gasping for air.

The Cyberman stood up from behind his monitor desk, and walked to the end of the bed.
"You will both now be returned to stasis. Stand up and follow the warrior outside the door."
The two women stood, covered in each other's sticky pussy juices, and walked out of the room to return to their stasis chambers.

"This experiment has been completed leader," reported the Cyberman on monitor duty.
"Good we will now collect our next subject, she is called Melanie Bush, and we will see how she responds to pain stimulus. We have acquired an object called a cane, and it can be used to great effect. We shall see how she reacts. Collect her now," instructed the Cyber Leader.
"As you wish," said Borusa.

Subject 4:

Melanie Bush came bounding out of the TARDIS, looking around with unrestrained curiosity, she surveyed the landscape around her.
"Oh Doctor, you've landed us out in the middle of nowhere," she complained as the wind swept up the grass covered plain the TARDIS had landed upon, and continued up a nearby hill down to the sea below. She made her way up to the top and looked out across the sea. At any other time this would be a lovely view, but the cold breeze was making it difficult for her to enjoy it in her light pink top and thin white trousers. Her bushy red hair was being swept about in the wind, and a sudden cold burst of air nearly knocked her backwards down the hill. She stumbled slightly and then noticed a small black dot on the horizon, slowly coming towards her across the nearby ocean. 
"Doctor, what's that?" she asked.
"What, Mel?" asked the Doctor poking his head out of the TARDIS door. The little man stepped out of the doorway pulling on an overcoat. He popped his hat on top of his head, leaned his weight on his question mark handled umbrella, and locked the TARDIS door behind him. 
"Come up here and see," she yelled down to him.
"Hmmm, we appear to be on Earth again. I think it might be Scotland Mel," he mused absentmindedly as he played with some of the grass as though it would provide the answers he was looking for. 
While he was playing with the plantlife the obelisk sped downwards to where Mel was standing. Mel noticed that it didn't appear to be slowing down and began to back away from it. To her dismay it simply readjusted it's trajectory and continued on towards her. Then it suddenly surged forwards and Mel decided it was time to get a move on.
"Doctor! Help!" she screamed as she began to run along the shoreline, away from him.
The Doctor appeared on the hill where she had been moments before, and saw the obelisk chasing her down the beach.
"Mel watch out it's right behind you," he yelled in impotent rage. He knew there was nothing he could do to save her, if only she hadn't run away from the TARDIS they might have been able to get inside in time. He charged off along the beach after her, knowing that he would be too late. "Run Mel, run as fast as you can!"
He saw her begin to pull away when it suddenly increased speed and slammed into her from behind. She was swallowed up and the obelisk then went on it's way. The Doctor stood glaring at the disappearing obelisk, and fuelled by his anger, he turned and charged back to the TARDIS to find where his friend had been abducted to.
"Don't worry Mel, I'll find you," he said in a sad little voice. He reached out and began to flick switches on the control panel in front of him, and the TARDIS dematerialised from the beach. 

"Subject four is ready for experimentation, leader."
"Prepare subject one to assist with the pain experiment," instructed the Cyber-Leader to the scientist who was standing alongside him.
"As you command, Leader."

Peri slowly regained consciousness after being removed from the stasis pod they were keeping her in. She slowly sat up on the table she was lying on, and looked around the room. There were many other pods lining the room, but only the one they had placed her in was currently open. There were no Cybermen around at the moment and she could see that there were other people in two of the other pods. She shakily slid off the table and stood up. She quickly wiped the frost off the first pod and found it contained a blonde woman, and the other contained a red headed woman. Looking at them she realised she had seen the blonde before, she was one of the Doctor's earlier companions called Jo. The red head she had never seen before, but she could be another companion who Peri wasn't familiar with. Before she had time to do anything else she felt the device attached to her forehead hum into life and she no longer had control of her body. She strained against it, but to no avail. Her body was again under their control, and she couldn't even sob in frustration.
The door behind her slid open and the scientist marched into the room holding a small box.
"We have some clothing for you. We have seen films about our next experiment, and this attire is apparently required. Put it on now."
Peri reached down and opened the box he had placed on the table, and removed a black leather, studded bikini. She bent down and slipped her feet into the panties and slid them into place. The sensation was quite strange, and she turned to look at herself in the metal surfaces around her. They were almost a g-string, revealing her arsecheeks, and the front was crotchless to expose her pubic bush. She then wrapped the top around her lower chest, did up the catch and then slid it around her chest into place. She pulled up the straps, and pulled the cups into place over her tits. Immediately they fell through, and she found herself wearing a bikini top which had no actual cups to reveal her breasts too. The outfit was completed with a pair of elastic topped black stockings and black stiletto high heel shoes. 
"Your hair is required to be placed in this configuration," ordered the Cyberman presenting Peri with an image of a woman dressed in some kind of bondage gear.
Looking at the picture and taking the brush and clips out of the box she quickly brushed her nearly shoulder length hair back so that it was pulled back exposing her forehead. She tied her hair into a small bun at the back and slid a couple of hairpins into place to secure some other stray hairs to complete the look.
She stood looking at her reflection, looking back at her was a naked woman who had leather highlights around her private parts. With her hair pulled back into this severe hairstyle she looked like one of those bondage mistresses or Nazi bitches she'd seen pictures of. What could they have planned now for her she wondered.
"Follow me," instructed the scientist as he marched out of the room with Peri in tow.

Mel had been all over the room she was in, and there did not appear to be any other way out aside from the door she had been brought in through. She had found nothing which could help her, and the only other thing in the metal room, aside from those damn cameras, was a solitary chair in the middle of the floor. She couldn't even use the chair as a weapon, it was bolted to the floor.
She quickly spun around as she heard the door open, but all thoughts of charging the door disappeared when she realised it was another of those silver giants that had brought her in here.
"Why am I here? What do you want with me?" yelled a very frightened and frustrated Mel.
The giant ignored her and stepped inside, followed by a large breasted brunette in some kind of leather peek a boo bikini and stilettos.
"Answer me, please!" yelled Mel.
The brunette simply stood and stared at her, and the giant began to press some buttons on a small control pad he was holding.
"Wait a minute I recognise you," whispered Mel in a shocked tone. "You're Peri. What have they done to you?"
Mel had seen pictures of Peri, she had been the Doctor's companion before her. The Doctor had been sad about Peri's departure, but he didn't like to speak about it with her. She had seen a few momentos and photos as the Doctor helped Mel pack up Peri's things when she moved into that bedroom in the TARDIS. She knew that this was not the woman the Doctor had described to her, they had done something to her.
The giant reached out and grabbed Mel by the arm, breaking her train of thought, and dragged her over to Peri.
He handed Peri a pair of scissors, and held Mel firmly by the shoulders, forcing her to stand at attention before Peri.
"To begin with you will remove this subject's apparel. Do it now," he instructed.
Peri suddenly came to life again and advanced with the scissors. She grabbed the bottom of Mel's pink jacket, and rather than simply unfastening it, she began to cut up the middle of the jacket.
"What are you doing," yelled Mel. Mel had already worked it out though, and she was terrified of what could happen next. She couldn't do anything to stop Peri, each time she tried the silver giant would halt her struggles. She imagined the bruises she would have on her shoulders from his squeezing, she just hoped she would live to see them.
"You don't have to hurt me, I'll try to co-operate with you," said Mel in an effort to win some favour, and try to stay alive.
The giant didn't respond and Peri finished cutting down each sleeve and pulled the jacket off with one tug. She threw it across to the door and then bent down and grabbed one of the leg warmers Mel was wearing over her trousers. She quickly cut down the length of it and pulled it off before repeating it with the other one. She then tugged Mel's white sports shoes off her feet and tossed them over to where Mel's jacket lay. She stood back up and reached out to grab the waistband of Mel's white trousers. They were a kind of nylon material with an elastic waistband, intended for exercising in. Peri quickly cut down from the waistband along the front of each leg, then reached around between her and the giant to grab a handful of the waistband at the back. With a tug the trousers came off and joined the jacket and shoes over on the floor.
Mel stood wearing only a cream sports bra to cover her pert little breasts, and matching high cut cotton panties to cover her athletic little arse.
Peri cut the straps on the bra and then she cut straight down following the line of Mel's tiny cleavage. With a quick tug from behind the bra came away to reveal Mel's pert little nipples standing to attention in the cold of the room. Peri's had also risen to match them a couple of minutes ago.
Inserting the scissors in the leg holes of the panties Peri cut up to the waistband on the panties and they too came away with a light tug. Mel's curly little red bush was now exposed, as was her toned and taut arse.
"We will now commence the experiment," boomed the bass voice of the Cyberman 
Peri returned to attention and stood staring at Mel as the Cyberman moved her over towards the chair.
"Recording commences, subject four, pain for pleasure experiment one," announced the Cyberman.
Mel imagined that somewhere there was a control room recording all of this for some obscene reason should could not begin to imagine.
"Pain for pleasure?" asked Mel, indicating she had no understanding of what the Cyberman was intending.
Peri moved forwards and sat down on the metal chair, Mel winced as Peri's naked arsecheeks came into contact with the cold, bare metal but Peri did not react.
The Cyberman pushed her forwards, and with a shove Mel fell forwards over Peri's lap,
"We will commence with the activity known as spanking," instructed the Cyberman.
"What! Why are you doing this!" demanded Mel at the top of her squeaky voice.
"You will stop this noise immediately," boomed the Cyberman in response to Mel's protests. "It is customary for you to count each strike, if you miss one then it will be repeated until you count it. We will start off with ten strokes with a bare hand."
Mel was horrified, she was about to be spanked for some bizarre science experiment for these creatures. How were they making Peri do this?
"Peri, the Doctor will save us. Please don't co-operate with them, fight it. Help me."
Peri did not react and sat waiting for her next instruction while holding Mel in place with her left arm over the small of the back.
"Commence spanking."
Peri immediately raised her right hand and brought it slapping down across the white skin of Mel's firm left arsecheek.
"Arrgh!" exclaimed Mel as her cheek began to sting.
"You will count the strokes as required!" demanded the Cyberman. "Repeat the stroke."
Peri raised her hand and struck Mel's arse again.
"Uhhn, one," groaned Mel.
Immediately Peri raised her hand and brought it down on Mel's other cheek. The impact sent little shockwaves rippling over the taut arseflesh and brought another groan from the redhead.
"Two," spat Mel in anger.
Peri began to slowly spank Mel in regular succession, slowly turning the white flesh of Mel's arse a nice rosy red colour as Mel painfully counted each stroke.
"Ten," panted Mel with relief.
"No noticeable response from subject four, subject one appears to have slightly raised levels however."
The Cyberman grabbed Mel and pulled her to her feet, and stood her against the wall. She stood rubbing her poor little arse while the Cyberman appeared to be coding something into his control panel.
"Face the wall," ordered the Cyberman.
When Mel was slow to respond he grabbed her shoulders and spun her roughly around. She noticed some leather shackles hanging on chains from the wall slightly above her. He grabbed her left wrist and quickly locked it into the leather restraint. Mel began to struggle but she was no match for his enhanced strength and he easily locked her other wrist into place. Her arms were now spread apart above her head and the short chains only allowed her limited movement.
"What are you doing?" yelled Mel, to be met with silence again.
"Experiment two, caning." stated the Cyberman as he handed a cane to Peri who was standing alongside him.
"NO! Not the cane. Please for God's sake Peri, don't cane me," begged Mel.
Again Peri did not respond and moved into place behind the shackled woman.
"Administer ten strokes of the cane."
Mel braced herself against the wall expecting the cane to come slicing through the air at any moment. The anticipation was killing her, and then suddenly without any warning she heard the swish an instant before the pain exploded across her arsecheeks. She felt a line of white hot fire across her backside, and she wriggled around trying to ease the pain.
"AAAARRRGGH," she yelled as she threw her head back in a primal scream of pain.
"This appears to be having unexpectedly effective results Leader," stated the Cyberman.
Peri could not believe she was doing this, she was caning this young woman for no reason at all. The Cyberman was telling her to do this and her body instantly responded, her mind had no control over her actions. As her hand had repeatedly rained down slap after slap across these firm buttocks she had felt the jolt of contact in her hand and arm. She felt the sting of pain in the palm of her hand and she could feel the shape and texture of the buttock underneath. 
Now here she was wielding a cane against this poor defenceless young thing, and for some reason she found herself enjoying it. Perhaps because responsibility for these actions was ultimately not hers, she found herself able to glean some enjoyment from watching this going on in front of her.
There was a perverse kind of pleasure provided by this clothing. Never in her right mind would Peri ever wear this sort of thing, she was totally exposed, and yet she still felt like she was wearing a power suit. She felt in control and strangely she wasn't embarrassed. Her nipples were standing erect in the cold of the room, but they were not just cold. The moisture between her pussy lips gave away any pretence that she was not aroused by this scene, but she couldn't help feeling slightly guilty about Mel's predicament. 
"Continue," ordered the Cyberman quickly snapping Peri out of her reverie.
Peri felt her arm rise again and quickly slice down across the arse in front of her. Mel threw her head back and screamed again, and Peri watched in anticipation as another red line slowly formed above the previous welt.
Peri continued to place line after line across Mel's quivering arse until there were ten crisscrossing lines marking Mel's white skin.
Mel hung supported only by the wrist shackles, her head slumped forwards, chin wresting against her chest as she panted deeply. The perspiration was running down her body as though she'd just had a thorough workout and her mind was reeling from the painful assault she had just withstood.
"We have achieved some success leader, subject one now appears to be stimulated after inflicting pain upon subject four."
"Complete the final stage and then place them in the stasis containers," boomed the Leader's voice from the speakers above them.
"You will wear this," instructed the Cyberman, handing a large eight inch strap on dildo to Peri.
Quickly Peri obeyed, sliding the harness up her legs until the rubber cock was in place over her pubic mound.
"This device is fitted with a psychic resonator. This means each time subject four feels pain, the device will provide pleasure to the wearer in this manner," he said as he activated the device which gave a quick throb. Peri gasped with pleasure, it was as though someone was sucking on her clit, while vibrating it at the same time. It was very powerful and she wanted more.
The Cyberman stepped forwards to Mel who was still hanging limply from the shackles. He reached forwards and spread her arsecheeks exposing her tight little arsehole to Peri's questioning gaze.
"We understand this will elicit a painful response when performed incorrectly, it is in your own interests to do so," he said pointing at the exposed hole.
Peri stepped forwards and positioned herself between Mel's legs, aimed the cockhead at the little rosebud and began to press forwards with it.
Mel instantly sprang forwards realising what was going on and tried to get away from the potential invader.
"No, not that too, please," begged Mel, knowing that her pleas would be ignored.
She felt female hands grab her hips and hold her firmly in place, and then the pressure on her arsehole returned.
Peri began to force the dildo inside and she felt it begin to throb as Mel began to feel the pain. Peri was shocked by the intensity of the feeling, and realised the more pain she caused the more pleasurable the feeling would be. Taking hold of Mel's hips quite firmly she pressed the dildo forwards as hard as she could. As Mel screamed in agony, the dildo slid in and Peri was awash with waves of utter orgasmic bliss. Immediately Peri began to ram the dildo in and out as quickly as the spasming muscle would allow her.
Mel was sobbing in pain, panting heavily and was almost ready to pass out. She was taking constant abuse, and as she thought she could feel something tear, blood began to drip out of her and she slumped forwards into unconsciousness.
As Peri slammed the dildo forwards again and again she was suddenly overcome with pleasure and as she felt Mel slump forwards and cease her struggles, Peri slid in all the way and allowed Mel's body to support her as she too slumped forwards in an orgasmic heap as her second orgasm shook her body.
She could feel a trickle of blood running back down into her pubes, and realised the pain from that had made Mel pass out and had put her over the edge. What an incredible sensation.

"Yes, just as we surmised Leader. They will abuse each other for their own carnal pleasures. We may be able to utilise this to control these people."
"Return the subjects and we will evaluate your data."

Peri and Mel were placed into stasis containers and the Cyberman returned to the control room.

"The last experiment was quite valuable. We are ready to expand upon our findings," said the Leader pointing at Borusa who was watching the proceedings with disdain from across the room.
"Alright, which one of these lower lifeforms do you want this time?" said Borusa as he stood before the timescoop controls.
"There is an Earthgirl who travels with the second incarnation of the Doctor, her name is Zoe."

Subject 5:

Zoe looked around the marketplace on the space station; she could feel the hum of the stabilisers through the deck plates as it kept the station in the correct orbit. Zoe had grown up in a place like this and it was like coming home, she enjoyed it and it made her feel all was right with the universe. Jamie was inside the TARDIS sulking as he had expected to be returned to Scotland for a holiday and had been very annoyed when he found the futuristic world of metal and glass awaiting them outside the TARDIS doors.

Instead of leaving to try again, Zoe had convinced the Doctor to stay for a little while, so that she could go out and gather some supplies from the bustling spaceport outside.

In her finest purple jumpsuit which clung to her lithe frame almost like a second skin, metallic and sparkling in the artificial daylight, with matching headband in her almost shoulder length brown hair; Zoe had made her way into the throng of people. Shortly after, the Doctor caught up with her and began to examine everything in sight, displaying his usual childlike wonder and joy for everything most people would consider mundane. Zoe enjoyed travelling with this funny little man, although she knew he wasn't technically a man, he was an alien being from another world, someone older than anyone she had ever met, smarter and at the same time full of innocence and naivety. He dusted off the front of his shabby old coat, adjusted the handkerchief in the coat pocket, and straightened his safety-pinned-on bow tie. He brushed his hair down with the palm of his hand and turned to grin at her.

"How do I look? Good enough to meet the locals?"

Zoe laughed and took hold of the outstretched arm and walked deeper into the crowd towards a busy food stall.

"You look fine Doctor," she giggled, her pixie-like face lit up with undisclosed joy, and her eyes sparkled with adoration for the man who had become a substitute father to her.

The Doctor and Zoe had enjoyed spending their time at the markets, they had collected several parcels of food, and Zoe hoped that the tasty meals she had purchased for Jamie would lift his spirits. She pictured the look of annoyance and then the look of joy as he ate the meals that she knew her kilt wearing companion would display, he was nothing if not predictable, loyal, friendly, a fierce warrior, but predictable all the same.

Slowly they made their way back to the TARDIS and found Jamie loitering in the doorway, waiting for them to return. Zoe smiled at the look on his face, the glare of annoyance she was expecting.

"It's about time you two came back, I was starting tae get worried."

"You know us Jamie, we don't look for trouble," smiled the Doctor at his young Scottish friend.

"Och, but it always finds us anyway," he turned and went inside so the Doctor could get the shopping bags inside their ship.

Zoe turned for one last look across the throng of people, knowing she wouldn't see anything like home again anytime soon.

Inside the TARDIS Jamie was rummaging through the bags and had pulled some kind of rolled bread with meat in it out of a heated container and was enjoying the piping hot food, just as Zoe had known he would, Jamie was almost perpetually hungry. The Doctor was absent-mindedly flicking switches on the console as he prepared to leave.

"Doctor what's that?" asked Zoe from outside.

"Hmmm?" asked the Doctor, not really paying attention.

"Oh, I'll do it," Jamie was annoyed to have to divert his attention away from the meal he was feasting upon. He went to the control panel and turned the view screen on, immediately the image came to life and he could see outside. Above the crowd, who were seemingly oblivious to it, hung a black obelisk. It was slowly turning end over end, making its way slowly towards the TARDIS. Jamie watched as he saw Zoe step further away from the TARDIS, holding up one of her damn gadgets, probably trying to scan it or some other scientific wizardry.

"Doctor, what is that?" he asked.

The Doctor finally looked up and saw the screen, his mouth dropped open and he turned white as a ghost.

"ZOE!" they both yelled in unison.

The Doctor and Jamie burst from the TARDIS doorway in time to see Zoe, absorbed in reading the displays on her scanner, moving further away from the ship. With a sudden movement the obelisk swooped down on her like an Eagle plunging down to grab its prey, and a second later she was gone.

Jamie stared in horror as the obelisk faded away and all trace of his friend was gone.

"What's happened to Zoe?"

"Nothing good! Oh dear, oh dear me," The Doctor quickly turned and made his way back to the TARDIS, Jamie followed him quickly, his kilt whipping at his legs as he moved.

The door closed as the Doctor threw the lever, and quickly took off to chase their companion.

"We have to find her Jamie, who knows what horrors she'll be exposed to," he said, directing a look of grave concern at his friend over the top of the time rotor as it eased back down into the mushroom shaped console. As it rose again he moved around to another panel, stroking the space between the buttons, almost lovingly.

"Come on old girl, don't let me down now, we have to rescue Zoe."

The TARDIS suddenly jerked and changed direction, while the Doctor stared solemnly at the view screen and the darkness of the void outside.

"We have collected the subject Leader; we also have obtained the other specimens as required."

"Good. Are the recording devices prepared, all sensors in place?"

"Yes Leader," nodded the underling.

"Tell the science unit that they may commence, prepare the subject for the next level of the pain and pleasure experiment."

Borusa stared at the large screen for a moment, this one travelled with the second incarnation of the Doctor, that version of the Doctor was well known to Borusa as he had been involved in that Doctor's eventual trial and exile, ending the lifespan of that incarnation of the Doctor. He also recognised this subject, as she was one of the companions they had been forced to repatriate and memory wipe when they had exiled the Doctor. Borusa had to admit, he was starting to become curious about these experiments, and he thought this experiment might be interesting, so he decided to stay and watch the proceedings.

Zoe awoke lying upright in an open stasis pod, she climbed out and looked around her. She knew she was no longer on the station, she could not feel the vibrations through the floor and the floor appeared to be stone. She tapped it with the toe of her shoe, and it sounded like stone. Some kind of old building she concluded, glancing around the room she decided it was a castle or something similar, and the stasis pods nearby, like the one she had awoken in moments ago, suggested she had not travelled backwards in time. She started to move over to examine one of the pods when the door behind her was suddenly opened, and to her terror, a Cyberman strode purposefully into the room.

"You will come with me."

"A Cyberman!" Zoe was dumbstruck with terror; the Cybermen had captured her.

"What do you want with me?" she asked as the Cyberman moved forwards and grabbed hold of her shoulder.

"You are here for experimentation," it stated in its loud booming voice.

"Why?"

"Because the Cyberleader has ordered it," said the Cyberman completely matter-of-factly.

Zoe's mind was overcome with terror as she was manhandled along a long stone corridor and through another large metallic door, which was promptly closed behind her.

She looked around the room she was now in. She was alone again, in what appeared to be an old dungeon. There were benches around the large room, shackles on the walls and other nasty looking devices resting on benches or racks along the walls. There were wooden doors with small barred windows at the top, behind which she guessed were prison cells.

She felt chills run through her, what on earth would the Cybermen be doing in a place like this? She really hoped the Doctor and Jamie would arrive soon and rescue her.

The door opened and another Cyberman walked into the room carrying some kind of equipment panel. Zoe's curiosity really wanted her to go over and see what the panel was for, whilst her terror convinced her to remain as far away from the silver giant as possible.

"Subject 5, has been released into the large dungeon area, more conducive for this test. The other specimens will now be released," he stated as he pressed a button on the control board.

Zoe's head snapped around as the doors to the cells rattled open, and from each room stepped large dishevelled looking men. There were five men in total, all dressed in rags, the tattered remnants and filthy relics of things that were once clothes. The only aberration was that each of them had a metallic looking implant on their forehead, and knowing these cybernetic monsters, it could be doing anything to them.

"Who are they, what have you done to them?" she demanded in her most pompous tone.

The Cyberman stared at her for a moment, and then chose to answer her.

"We have recruited others more suited to the human behaviour we require for our testing. They have been seized from an asteroid and are now following our instructions."

"We'll see about that," she said smugly as she jumped up to the nearest man and tried to pull the device off his forehead.

Suddenly the man's hand snapped up and grabbed hold of her wrist, stopping her from removing the device. She had forgotten how quickly cyber-controlled people could move.

"Please let me go, you're hurting me," she begged, hoping the man inside could hear her.

"That's what I like to hear love," he grinned and licked his lips.

Zoe stared in horror at the hairy, smelly man. His broken teeth glinted in a grin from beneath the long shaggy brown beard he was sporting.

"You are mistaken," intoned the Cyberman as it moved nearer to her. "These men are not under our control, they are our willing servants."

"Why would anyone do that?" Zoe demanded as she tried to wriggle her wrist from his strong grip.

"We liberated them from the prison asteroid near Zeta Major. They are now in our employ."

"To do what?" she struggled and tried to kick the man, managing to make contact once with his very solid shin, which only caused him to tighten his grip.

"They have particular skills which we wish to employ in our experiment." The Cyberman was standing off to one side, but nearby, as the other men had slowly made their way closer to her and she was now encircled by the group of very large, solid-looking, men.

"This is just for recording my emotions love," he tapped the metal device on his head with the calloused index finger on his other hand.

"Why do you want their emotions?" she managed to pull her wrist free with a yank of her arm and a twist of her entire body. She stood rubbing her sore wrist as she stared at the Cyberman.

"If we understand your emotions, then we can use them to defeat you."

Zoe looked around her at the group of large men, all of them grinning evilly at her.

"And what do you expect to record?" she started to inch her way back towards the open cell door behind her, hoping to escape or at least lock herself inside for protection.

The man laughed and suddenly grabbed hold of his crotch.

"My snake here likes to devour good little girls like you, and they want to see how it feels, don't they lads?" and the room exploded into raucous laughter. She gasped in terror, turned and ran for the door. It was just as she had feared; they were a bunch of filthy rapists!

Suddenly, standing before her was the large frame of one of the men, arms outstretched to catch her, so she quickly changed course and headed up the stairs to a higher level of cells. They all laughed and chased her up. She saw that one of the men had made it up the opposite set of stairs before her and was rushing up towards her, while his compatriots were coming up behind her on the stairs. Damn they were fast; could their lust really be motivating them this much?

"Got ya, Dolly!" he yelled as she almost ran right into his arms, she turned to see where the others were as she dodged his grasp and then a second later it was over as he grabbed her hair from behind. Immediately they were all upon her, and she found herself hoisted into the air and carried back down to the main level where the Cyberman waited patiently with his machines.

They dropped her back down onto her feet, holding her in place, and she squirmed as she felt their hands roaming all over her body, groping her breasts and pinching her buttocks through her clothes.

"They're so fast?" she managed to get out as the men ran their filthy hands over her face, forcing their fingers into her mouth.

She bit one of them and received a slap to the face for her trouble.

"We can stimulate their adrenaline levels with the cyber-implant," stated the Cyberman. He turned to face the first man she had encountered; he was apparently the leader of this band of rapists.

"Proceed," was the simple order, and with that Zoe's world was ripped apart. The hands that had been insistently groping her now had a purpose. A second later she watched in disbelief as the zipper at the front of her jumpsuit was slid all the way down to her waist. Hands grabbed the material and yanked the front open to reveal her pert 18-year-old breasts in her simple white cotton bra. With a roar of triumph the leader grabbed hold of the bra and in one strong yank he tore it from her torso, revealing her pink nipples and surrounding pink areolae. Her a-cup breasts quivered as she shook in terror, knowing there was no way she could stop these five behemoths from exercising their carnal desires upon her.

"Please, don't do this," she begged, starting to sob.

"I love it when they beg," laughed someone to her right. "Say it again little bitch," he demanded.

She decided that it might go faster if she kept her mouth shut, so she clenched her teeth and quietly sobbed as she felt the fabric of her suit being pushed down off her shoulders and down her arms to expose the white flesh of the top half of her body to the lust-addled gazes of the men, and the dispassionate gaze of the Cyber-scientist nearby.

The remainder of her shredded bra fell to the floor as they quickly hoisted her up and held her in place as Eric, their smelly leader, pulled her shoes off and then pulled the suit down and off her legs to reveal her no-nonsense white cotton panties as well.

The men gathered around behind her, holding her in place against them, like a wall of flesh. She was lifted off her feet again, her legs spread apart by hands pulling them up and holding them back against their bodies, exposing her panty-covered crotch to Eric. He stared at her for a moment, watching the hands roaming over her breasts, flicking and pinching her nipples, her arms struggled to get free as they were held outstretched away from her, and her legs spread apart and held in place tried to jerk and kick away from her captors. Eric reached out and grabbed hold of the top of her panties, and with a sudden flick of his wrist and a sharp jerk, her panties tore away and he threw them to the floor. He turned to gaze at her neatly trimmed pussy, her brown pubic hair nicely manicured into a little triangle above her clit.

"Very nice Darlin', very nice indeed," he grinned at her and licked his lips.

"Please, don't do this," she couldn't hold her tongue any longer. "I'll do anything you want, just don't rape me."

"Ah there we go, the elephant in the room is finally out in the open, she said the nasty r word lads."

They all laughed at each other, and enjoyed the look on her no-longer-smug face. The Cyberman recorded it all, transmitting it back to the database.

"So this is what's going to happen?" asked Borusa, pointing at the screen. "This is no experiment; it's nothing more than a bunch of hoodlums gang raping some passing female. You could have recorded this on any Saturday night in the slums of any city, on any world, without having to involve the Doctor's friends and risk his meddling and retribution," Borusa was red with anger at being used to facilitate such an unworthy experiment.

"Borusa, I do not feel the emotion, but I understand the concept of revenge, and more importantly, the Doctor will understand this. We have, as humans like to say, made this personal. He will learn that there are consequences to his actions if he continues to meddle in our affairs."

"What poppycock..."

"Remember that you only live while you continue to be useful to the Cyber-race, do not force me to reconsider our agreement," he said as the two Cybermen behind him lifted their weapons and took a step forwards.

Borusa nodded his agreement and bowed in subservience to the Cyber-leader.

"As I thought," he turned back to the Cybermen sitting at the control panels. "Continue with the experiment."

Eric turned back to face Zoe after the Cyberman had instructed him to resume. Zoe thought the momentary reprieve was going to be the end, it was some kind of trick to frighten her, fear was what they were after and she had given it to them in spades. But that was not the case after all.

"Please don't touch me there," she begged as Eric reached out and began to stroke her pussy lips, he ran his fingers up and down the length of her slit; he played with her little clit and ran his fingertips around in her small thatch of pubes.

"Nice," he lifted his fingertips up to his mouth and sucked them theatrically making his men laugh.

He put his hand back down there and began to slowly slide his fingers into her pussy, mainly using his spit as lubrication.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" he stopped moving any further forwards with his fingers and looked into her terrified eyes, only inches away from her face.

She shook her head, no, in terror and embarrassment.

"Please don't, I'm..."

"Say it little bitch, say it so that we can all hear it, and I might spare you," he nodded and gave her a friendly wink like it was all a joke.

She quickly grabbed hold of that fleeting moment of hope and decided to go with it.

"I'm a virgin, please don't rape me."

She suddenly realised that it was a mistake to let that information go, as the men cheered like they had found gold, and then began to argue amongst themselves as to who would be popping her cherry.

"Please, let me go now, you said..."

"Sorry love, I said I might spare you. What do you think would happen if I told this rabble that they weren't going to get a taste of some virgin pussy? They'd riot, I don't think even our metal masters over there could stop them from tearing the place apart to get to you."

She hung her head; her hopes dashed, and shook it in despair.

"Alright you lot, same rules as any other treasure, Captain gets the lion's share, which means I go first," said Eric as he slapped a few of them over the head to get their attention. "Don't worry there's enough here for everyone," he laughed and they all followed suit.

Eric's pants had a large flap at the front that buttoned to the side and across the top, and when he undid the buttons and let the filthy tattered flap fall down, Zoe got sight of the first cock she had ever seen, and it was a big one. Eric was armed with an 8-inch monster cock, which was nice and thick too, and he loved using it to split open any little cunts he was lucky enough to get hold of. It was a rare day that he got to break open a virgin, and he was looking forward to it.

His cock wobbled in response to his thoughts as he became more and more erect, staring at the pussy being exposed to him.

He dropped down to his knees, and used his fingers to spread her lips apart, exposing her pink inner folds to his inquisitive gaze and then his exploring tongue.

"Please, no!" she screeched as she felt her lips spread apart, revealing her insides to his lewd gaze and then a moment later she could feel something moist moving between her lips and realised after a second that it was his tongue. Her face turned red with embarrassment at the thought of what he was doing, what he was seeing and tasting. This was something she had never considered, sex in its most animalistic form. She knew that one day she might find a man she deemed compatible with her and she might fall in love with him. At some point they would probably procreate to further the species and then they and the nannybots would raise their progeny to adulthood. This was nothing like her plans, this was barbaric, he was pressing his tongue into her vagina, between his mouth and her vagina lord only knew what germs there were to be had, let alone the sheer embarrassment of it all, being exposed to his gaze and all the men in general. Having them watch as he defiled her like this.

She also knew what was likely to come next, and she knew she was not going to approve of that at all.

Eric tickled her clit with his tongue and was pleased to see her jerk like she'd been hit by a stun blast.

"No!" she squealed. "Don't do that!"

Eric nodded inwardly as he knew he had her where he wanted her. He started working her clit and could tell she was getting more and more turned on by it, against her better judgement no doubt. He wasn't trying to give her a good time, he just liked them lubed enough that he didn't give himself friction burns, plus he liked the humiliation factor of forcing them to orgasm on their rapist's tongue against their will.

Eric continued to slurp at her lips, running around her clit in ever decreasing circles with his tongue, making the pleasure build and build, until finally as he lapped at her clit, she was rocked by her first orgasm of the day.

Zoe shrieked and threw her head back, unable to control herself any longer. A moment later and it was over, and then it dawned on her what had happened. The men all laughed at her as she hung her head in shame, her pussy slowly dripping after the criminal had forced her to climax. She started to sob.

"Cheer up love, things are really looking up now!" he grinned at her and lifted her head up so he could look into her eyes.

Suddenly her eyes sprang open as widely as they had ever done, as she felt the tip of his monster penis pressing against her defenceless virgin twat.

"Don't do it," she begged, and he nodded yes as he started to rub the tip of his cock up and down her lips to get it nice and wet.

"No please," she begged.

"It's going to be alright Darlin'," he assured her as he started to press his cock into her, slowly stretching her lips apart to engulf the thickness of his cock.

"Oh, God no!" she moaned as she felt him slowly invading her most private parts.

"You'll really like this Love," he grinned as he stared into her eyes and pressed his cock in as hard as he could, tearing through her hymen, breaking her cherry wide open and driving his cock into the depths of her womanhood.

She let out a loud scream, a shriek to wake the dead, a squeal like a mortally wounded animal, all at the same time.

"Yeah that's it baby, that's the best isn't it?" grinned Eric as the men held her in place and he began to fuck her in a determined fashion.

She squealed as she realised it wasn't over yet, it was just beginning, she had lost her virginity and now she was going to be fucked too. 

Eric was holding onto her arse, pulling her towards him as he drove his thick cock in and out of her, spearing her on his meat shaft. Her mind was agog with all the sensations; her abused pussy was starting to react to the stimulation while her mind was reeling from the horror of having her virginity forcibly taken away from her.

With a growl of pleasure Eric leaned forwards and latched onto her left nipple with his mouth. He chewed on her nipple as he slammed his cock in and out of her, enjoying the resistance he could still sense coming from her.

She didn't love this, it was not what she wanted for a first experience, she had never really pictured how it would be to lose her virginity, but if she had, it certainly wouldn't have been like this.

He smiled at the thought of it, knowing that he would always hold a special place in her memory, her first fuck, whether she liked it or not.

Zoe couldn't believe how large his cock felt as it speared into her again and again, driving her pussy wide open as he slid all the way inside her.

"You are so tight my little bitch, I just can't take it any more. Time to leave you a present for the future," Eric grinned as he slammed his cock in as far as he could, and held her arse, pulling her hard against his crotch. A moment later she felt his big cock jerk and then the warm sensation of his hot cum as it spurted out of the big cock that had been raping her.

"No, don't come inside me, I don't want to have your child."

"Too late little tart, you've already got a belly full of the good stuff," he laughed as he pulled the length of his cock out of her, letting it fall down to slap wetly against his thigh. A moment later as she hung her head in despair, the first trickle of his cum began to leak out of her abused hole.

"Who's up next boys?" he laughed as one of the others quickly moved around and positioned himself between her open thighs.

"NOOO, not again," she shrieked, and all the men laughed.

Eric watched the performance as he idly groped her breast, two of the men had partaken of her vaginal delights after him and a third was just starting. She had stopped yelling now and just hung limply in their arms as the new guy thrust his cock into her sloppy cunt.

"Time to mix it up a bit guys," he stepped forwards and slapped the guy on the back, yanking him away from her pussy, and directing him to lay down on the ground. A moment later the guys holding Zoe carried her over and lowered her down onto his waiting cock, she sat there in shock, looking down at the face of the ecstatic man underneath her as she sat astride him like a horse.

Eric moved around behind her and shoved her forwards so that she was leaning over the guy beneath her, tits in his face, as Eric grabbed hold of her arse and lifted her up and down on the guy's cock.

Eric's cock was erect again, he hadn't fucked a woman for the last two years while stuck on the damn asteroid and this little smug bitch was a real treat.

He reached down and ran his hand down the curve of her arse; he fondled her cheek and gave it a squeeze. Moving behind her, he spread her cheeks apart, playing with them. Her little arsehole caught his eye, so he spread her cheeks further apart to get a good look.

He dropped to his knees and shuffled in behind her, aiming his cock at her little rosebud.

"Time to take your other cherry, my little slut," he announced.

"What?" she was confused as to what was going on. A moment later she got the hint as she felt his cock press against her poor little arsehole.

"No, not there, you're too big. It will never fit. Just use my vagina again, please."

"Hmm, I could do that..." he said and then with a sudden shove he pressed his cock forwards into her arsehole, forcing her anus open as he pressed inside to invade her again. "Or I could do this," he laughed as she shrieked in agony.

Her mind was rocked by the sudden blast of pain, his monster penis was forcing its way inside her backside, somewhere nature never intended for it to go.

"Please, take it out, take it out," she begged him.

"Of course I will Love... when I'm done," he grunted and drove his cock into her again.

She felt like she was being squashed to burst, the monster cock in her arse was rubbing against the internal wall of her body separating it from the monster cock invading her pussy at the same time.

"You've had a big day for your first time, what a little slut you are," he laughed at her. "Now you're taking two cocks in your very first DP, I'm sure your mother would be so proud."

All the guys standing around were laughing. One guy was standing in front of her, slowly jerking his cock and when he saw her head snap back and her mouth open in pain he decided to help himself. He moved forwards and pressed his hands around her head, pressing his thumbs behind her ears as he drove his rock hard cock into her bewildered mouth.

Zoe hadn't been expecting this either, she had heard of oral sex, but had never considered giving it to anyone.

"If you so much as touch my cock with those teeth, I'll snap your neck in a heartbeat," said the guy as he pressed his thumbs into the flesh on her neck to reinforce his point.

"Uh hunh," she mumbled from around his cock.

"And don't think we'd stop just because you were dead either, there's still a couple of the guys who haven't had a turn yet, and they'd be only too happy to fuck you, dead or alive," he warned her.

She was horrified at the situation he suggested to her; these men would rape her corpse! Besides which she didn't want to die today, so she did her best to comply with his instructions.   

He jammed his cock into her mouth and down her throat as far as he could. Each time his cockhead hit her throat she started to gag, and that turned him on even more. He held her head in place as she desperately wanted to pull away and breathe, and then each time he would let her go eventually so that she could gasp for air. Tears were streaming down her face as she was being mouth raped, and the guy beneath her groaned and filled her pussy with his hot sperm.

Eric had been taking it a bit more leisurely as he watched the guy fucking her face, and with a nod to him, the guy pulled his cock from her mouth and Eric began to really pound Zoe's arsehole.

She groaned in pain and Eric lay on top of her, pressing his weight down, forcing her tits down into the chest of the guy underneath her, who was happy to lay there and enjoy watching the woman being abused on top of him as she squirmed around on his chest.

"Oh yeah, take it you little bitch," groaned Eric as he forced his cock past the tight ring of her arsehole, he felt the muscle grip his shaft as it forced its way inside her, stimulating him to no end.

"That's it Darlin', time to take your first load in the arse," he slammed in one last time and with a grunt he let lose his second load for the day, flooding the depths of her insides with his hot sticky cum.

A moment later, after she had been lifted up to all fours, the guy in front was mouth fucking her again, while the last guy lined up her arsehole and with a hard shove, which made her surge forwards onto the cock in her mouth much to his delight, she was being arse fucked for the second time in her life.

Eric sat on a nearby step, watching like a proud father as his lads had their fun with little miss smug.

When they finished with her she had sucked two cocks and taken another 3 loads in her pussy and another two in her arse.

Eric stared at her, as she lay in a heap on the cold stone floor, she was leaking cum from her pussy and arse, and had the residue of their cum drying on her face as well.

"You men have performed adequately; I have collected a large amount of informative data. You will be rewarded with food. Return to your cells."

Eric and his men turned and walked away from the Cyberman.

He leant down and gave Zoe a pat on her reddened arsecheeks.

"Well done Love, it was a great first time. See you tomorrow for round two," he laughed as she groaned in despair.

The doors closed behind the five men, and she was alone with the Cyberman who was packing up his equipment.

Another Cyberman entered the room and unceremoniously threw her over his shoulder like a sack of flour.

"Return her to her stasis pod, we may have further use for her," instructed the scientist.

"I obey," he stated. He turned and headed off with Zoe, she groaned as she started dripping cum from her pussy down the front of his silver Cybersuit.

"We have many quality readings to analyse, Leader," reported the scientist.

"Excellent, our plan proceeds. Time to extract the next subject Borusa, this time there are two subjects at the one location," he pointed at the time scoop.

"Alright who is it this time?"

"Companions of the fifth incarnation of the Doctor, Nyssa and Tegan."

To be continued.

Scene-Stealer Productions 2013

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