DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 4 - Chapter 1: The Return To The Club

Volume 4 - Chapter 1: The Return To The Club

Lights were buzzing all around her.

She felt in the mood again for something like this.

People were cheering all around her. She was back.

It didn’t take Cynthia Widdowfield that long before returning to the club. The club Richard owned. She was bound to come back to it sooner or later, and attracted like a magnet to Dick, she couldn’t say: ‘No’. However, she wasn’t back to suck Richard’s cock off. Well, she was back for that, as well. This was bound to happen pretty soon after her return. But the first thing after coming back to the club was to strip. She came back for work. Her little trip at the prison tower ultimately left her with next to no money in her piggy bank, so working was the most important thing for her right now. By work, she didn’t mean to only run investigations without receiving any money in return, she meant working her ass off at the club, as Richard wished for her. Who knew? There was more money in sex-markets than in playing the private eye. How interesting. Cynthia was given the biggest and most beautiful stage of all of them. To be honest, Cynthia sort of sneak up inside the club. She entered through a window, secretly penetrating into the place to avoid having to run into the bouncer at the door. Not that the bounder would have turned her around. Never nothing like that. She preferred sneaking into the club, so the bouncer and other men worker for Richard alerted to him that she had returned. Why? Could it be that all of this was meant to be a big surprise for the humanoid ankylosaur? It could be. Everything was possible. However, as she made it inside the club and that all the other strippers saw her, they immediately gave her the main stage on the entire floor. Cynthia was known here as being one of the original strippers of the old club that was here before Richard purchased the property and re-vamped it.

Cynthia commanded respect. Or rather… The Blue Heart commanded respect. Then, when the show began and that Saurius people, the Urzax and the handful of humans in the attendance saw that The Blue Heart was back and that she was working tonight, they all clapped their hands and began cheering for her. She was back… She was back… She was back! The Blue Heart could hear them as blinding flashes and lights illuminated the interior of the club, showcasing her. The male workers only got wind of Cynthia coming back after she had successfully showed up on stage. It was only at that moment that they could alert the big boss, Richard, of what was happening. Cynthia wasn’t supposed to be working tonight, but no one could stop her now. It was too late. As if anyone wished to stop her in the first place. Cynthia showed up as herself, not The Blue Heart. She wore her detective outfit with the trench coat and the fedora hat.

“Hey, hello, all of you! Do you still remember me or what?” The patrons in the attendance positively responded to her and to what she just said by clapping their hands some more and visibly becoming a lot more interested in her, as there were a good number of them grew large bulges in their pants. For the ones who were not wearing pants tonight, which there were a lot of them who didn’t, mainly Saurius people, Cynthia could see their big dicks, throbbing, becoming bigger and erect for her. She honestly enjoyed this aspect.

“Alright, alright, that’s good because I remember you, too. Not bad, huh? Even if it has been quite a long time. I still remember you. All of you. Each one of you. You’ll have to excuse me. I wasn’t here because I was sent to the prison tower. For quite a long time,” almost as soon as Cynthia mentioned the prison tower, a good number of the patrons tonight suddenly whistled, finding it pretty erotic that their favourite stripper was sent to jail, where she was fucked. A lot. “But, don’t worry, as you can see by yourself, I have returned. However, since I decided to sort of sneak in here to make this surprise to my buddy, Richard…” Then, exactly as she mentioned, Richard the Ankylosaur Saurius ran into the main floor of the club, coming down from the second floor. He had just been alerted by his men that Cynthia was back. Richard was out of breath.

“Cynthia…?” Richard said her name to himself as he came in.

“Oh! Speaking of the wolf! There he is!” She managed to see him arriving at the other side of the club, spotting him. “Surprise!” She beautifully and adorably smiled to him as she placed the palms of her hands around the pole and sensually lifted one of her legs in the air, backward. “I’m back! However, as I was just saying, you are going to have to excuse me, I didn’t have the time to put on something that was more fitting, so here I am! Wearing my detective outfit! But don’t worry, not for long!” It was at that moment that the show truly began and that she spun around the dancing pole and erotically moved her ass, making it jiggle for the patrons and for one of the many men in her life, Richard, who attentively watched, still shocked to see her. Cynthia wasted no time to take her trench coat off. She morphed out of it as she slowly made it slide down her arms. The trench coat came down to the ground and Cynthia danced on top of it. She then took her tank top off. Surprise! Another surprise! She wasn’t wearing her DNA bra tonight. She didn’t bring it with her. She didn’t want to have the bother to take with her. It was charging at home at La Jouissance.

So, when she removed her tank top, she instantly revealed her naked big tits to everyone in the club.

“How about this?”

She held her breasts in her hands, presenting them to everyone was if they were some kind of presents.

Perhaps, they truly were.

The Blue Heart was truly back.