DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 4 - Chapter 8: Stripping For The Monster, One Last Time

Vol. 4 - Chapter 8: Stripping For The Monster, One Last Time

Cynthia unplugged her other nipple, the right one.

The DNA Valkyrie device was off. If this wasn’t her idea to begin with, she’d probably think that she had her back against the wall and that she was in trouble. Forced to be giving a strip-tease to this disgusting creature! Not the best looks. Yet, this was something she was looking forward to. She wanted this to happen. After unplugging her nipple plugs, she let the device fall to the ground. Making a loud thud! Nor exactly the best thing to do to such a delicate and important device (to her), but she didn’t care right now. She was so minded on delivering a little something sexy and torrid to Joss for some reason. The monster’s jaws dropped. He still couldn’t believe his eyes. The stripper began dancing for him. Teasing him by covering her big nipples with her arms. She swung her wide hips from one side to another. Showing off what her mother kindly gave her. There was this expression on her face. She was definitely amused. She found this amusing. Joss was too fixated on her strip-tease, her erotic dance to pay much attention to her facial expression. Although, speaking of facial, he definitely wished to give her one now. Since the creature had recently escaped from jail, the only thing he had on right now was a black and white striped jail’s uniform, which only covered the upper half of his body. The lower half was completely visible, which allowed for The Blue Heart to see when there would be a growth in his crotch. And that moment was now! As soon as she began dancing, her back against some kind of pillar that went from ceiling to floor.

One gaze, and she was able to see that his cock was already half-erect. Another gaze five seconds later and his dick was fully erect. The former employer was having a hard one for his ex-employee. Then, as he observed her stripper and dancing, removing one piece of clothing after another, he noticed that The Blue Heart had nicely improved since she auditioned for him years ago. She was no longer the rookie stripper who used to work for him. She now was a real, impressive performer who blossomed, revealing that she had an amazing amount of talent all along. He never thought this would happen. Joss always thought she was some eye candy, some good-looking and hot human, however, unfortunately never on part of any Saurius strippers he worked with. Now, everything had changed. As he watched spin around the pillar, using it a strange dancing-pole… Moving in agile and erotic ways, constantly showing him the juicy parts of her body while never stopping to tease him, he now knew for a fact that Cynthia Widdowfield—The Blue Heart—had successfully surpassed all the other strippers Joss ever had before during his former career as a strip-club owner and manager.

“What are you doing?” He had to ask. It didn’t make any sense that his former employee who hated him was stripping for him.

“I’m giving you a taste of something you are never going to have ever again in your entire life. I thought I was pretty clear earlier. No? I just told you the same thing already. Do you have trouble hearing now?” Cynthia was half-making fun of him. To be honest, she was more legitimately intrigued by the fact that he did not hear her the first time around. In truth, there was nothing wrong with his ears, he simply couldn’t believe what she was doing to him.

“So, one last lap dance? Is that it?” He asked her. Right on time, it was at that moment that she left the pillar and came much closer to him. Close enough, so she was able to shove her big butt right into his face before coming down in his lap, premiering the lap dance. Giving him exactly what he desired at the moment he asked it. This was going to be the last time he ever got something like this after all. So, there was nothing wrong in her mind in providing him something exciting, at least, and something that she wished for. At one point, Cynthia even sat down in his lap, her butt making physical contact with his lap. During the entire dance, Cynthia never stopped stripping. Sure, the DNA Valkyrie device had been unplugged from her nipples and she had pulled it out of her tank top, but there was so much more to take off. First, her trench coat, then, the tank top. She kept dancing. During more stripping, she lost her ultra-mini skirt, then, finally, there was only one thing left to remove from her body: Her thong. She took it off last and made sure she was keeping her sexy high-heels on. She always kept her heels on. No matter what. Well, that and her fedora hat. She would never take it off, either.

“You see this? You feel this? You’ve turned into such a criminal on top of already being a monster. You are never going to be allowed inside a strip-club again. Let alone approach any women in public for casual sex. It’s never going to happen,” she told him.

“Blue Heart. You’ve changed. You were not like that before. Not quite like this. You are cruel,” he replied to her.

“I am definitely not your former stripper anymore.”

“Since there is going to be the last time I get anything from you, do you want to go all the way? Let’s fuck!”

Cynthia turned around. Blew him a kiss.

“No…” She softly said to him before walking away from him.

“What? Seriously? What are you doing?”

“I teased you. One last time. I’m leaving. You are alone. You are on your own, slug-face,” she announced to him as she picked her clothes off, including the most important thing she wore, the DNA Valkyrie device. She didn’t put any of those clothes back on right away, she simply took everything with her and walked toward the exit.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Blue Heart?”

“You better pay me what you will owe me every week, otherwise, I’ll screw you.”

She left.

He was now officially all alone.

“I wish…”