DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 4 - Chapter 30: The First Mission

DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 4 - Chapter 30: The First Mission

The undercover mission took place much sooner than they expected it to be the case.

They were dispatched. All at the same time. It was dark. Giving special access keys, the trio of girls was able to enter one of the most dangerous and secret meeting points for criminals of the entire city. This place had no name. On the surface, it was a bar. However, deep beneath, it was a market. A market for human whores to be sold off to various people such as saurius. Even though, Trix had given them the access keys that they needed, there were still a few issues that they would encounter. First and foremost: It was odd for the three whores to be willingly offering themselves to the sex-market while not being escorted by a male. In this particular case, Quentin should have come with them. Ir was the original plan, as well, but for some reason, Cynthia decided against it. She thought it was a better idea for them to go alone. Three girls. Sleeping through the cracks of this miserable place alone with the presence of male at their side. The idea was to make the other males here feel like they didn’t belong to no one. Which was entirely the case. Cynthia, Nene, and Trix formed a beautiful and slutty trio. The three whores could be seen beautifully walking side-by-side in gorgeous slow-motion as they finally made it through the doors of the bar. They were let inside. This dark bar was located right on the edge of the city where the dock was. This wasn’t the type of place the police checked too often or ever.

Meanwhile, that if something bad happened to any of the three girls tonight, this was definitely going to be in big, big trouble because that meant that their only option was to pray that Trix’s plan was good. The three girls were in direct contact with her and Quentin with the help of communicating devices in their ears. No one could see them. At least, they were hoping that no one was going to find out about the communications that they were having with base.

As this was expected, Cynthia was in her purple uniform. Nene in her red uniform. And Slice in her green one. All the saurius males in the bar turned their heads around as they entered the place. Everyone had their dinosaur eyes set on them. With the recent increase of prices for human, hybrid, and saurius girls, the value of big-titted females had automatically exploded. It was quite insane how sluts such as Cynthia, Nene, and Slice were worth. Cynthia was worth a lot more than the other two because she was human and rarer, but Nene and Slice were still extremely valuable. All of them were, and everyone in the the bar knew it. Most saurius males were licking their lips as they set eyes on them. Craving them.

“We did, girls. We’re in,” Cynthia whispered.

“We sure are…” Nene nodded as she walked with them.

“We’re deep inside…” Slice also mentioned.

“That’s good. That’s wonderful. You didn’t have any problem entering. Now, you have to keep somewhat of a low-profile and learn as much information on where the slaves are kept. They are probably downstairs. We need to learn as much as possible about how they are being imprisoned, so we can come back at a later date to free them,” Trix explained to the three girls through their communication devices. This was the beginning of their first real mission.

“What about the delta? We have to find out about where he is, as well!” Quentin suddenly cut her off and pointed out.

“The delta is not our main priority,” Trix told him.

“But it is. He escaped. We have to find him before…”

“... No. I said that the delta is not our priority. That’s all.”

“I don’t agree with what whatsoever because…” A fight was about to start at base. Trix and Quentin didn’t entirely see eye-to-eye. One was more worried about the slaves and the other was more preoccupied by the escaped test subject from the pyramid in the jungle. Both situations were quite critical, Both were deeply urgent. Cynthia led the trio of undercover sluts and ventured deeper into the bar until they finally reached the elevator, which was going to lead downstairs, As it was originally hoped by the team at base.

“Okay. Silence. Both of you,” Cynthia finally said something and stopped the both of them could begin a fight on the communication line. “We are focusing on the slaves, right now. As we planned. Alright?” The blue-haired detective clearly had her priorities set. Which was perfectly admirable because it was true that the sex-slave who were used and sold here had to be rescued first.

“Very well…” Trix finally understood that Cynthia was the one who was ultimately going to make the decision on the ground.

“I hope this is worth it…” Quentin wasn’t so happy.

“There’s the elevator. We use it and find the slaves,” Cynthia whispered, pointing out to her two partners, Nene and Slice.

“I see it!” Nene was quite happy. She walked faster.

“It was a lot easier to find that I had originally thought…” Slice also smiled. Things were working out pretty well… Until they didn’t…

All of a sudden, one saurius guard appeared in front of them.

Blocking them the way. Strong and muscular dinosaurs, arms folded together. They couldn’t pass. That was impossible.

“Where are you three going like that?” He asked them.

“Nowhere…” Nene mentioned.

“Darn…” Slice grunted.

“Well, downstairs. We want to be sold. That’s it,” Cynthia confronted the guard.

“It’s not every day that sluts come here to be sold without a male owner selling them off,” the guard pointed out to him.

“There’s a first time for everything, right?” Slice replied to him.

“Boss. I have a strange situation here. Three new sluts brought their own asses over here to be sold off. What do I do?” The guard used his radio to contact his boss about this unusual matter.

…

The tension was building…

What was going to happen to them, now?