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Subject: {ASSM} RP Dr Who - Cyberlessons by Dr Evil (M/F, F/F, mc, nc, b and d, spank)
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Greetings. My name is Doctor Evil 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," said 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 7 inches 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."

To be continued.

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