DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 50: Welcome Back Home, Nene

CHAPTER 50: WELCOME BACK HOME, NÉNÉ

This week's DNAV chapter comes out a couple of hours earlier because I won't be able to release it later on. I hope you'll enjoy this new chapter!  

One dark night, the private eye observed her old office for the last time. The entire place was a mess. It was completely in ruins. But this time, instead of looking at this ancient office with the frown she had on her face last time she was here, she sported a smile.

A real smile.

She had her hands deep in the side-pockets of her beige trench coat. She was surrounded by piles and piles of junk that she almost didn’t even recognize as her own possessions at this point. She had filled her office up with many different items that she hoarded over the years. Objects such as luxurious lamps, expansive portraits, and other stuff Cynthia had stolen during past investigations. Despite being a detective, a lot of people didn’t see that she was a thief as well. A burglar.

But since she chose to take on the investigative job of finding and rescuing Gerald’s daughter… A bunch of things has changed. The accident in the lab underneath the mansion… Her unexpected reunion with her old friend, Pierrot the clown… Her learning so much about the relationship between Gerald and The Count… A new friendship with Néné… Among a lot of different stuff… Many things happened, many things changed Cynthia over the last few months.

After looking around some more, she walked through the large assembly of expansive items she stole during her past investigations, completely avoiding those shiny objects. Passing through them as if they weren't there at all. She ventured into one of the corners of her dusty office and searched for something on a crooked, wooden shelve furniture. It was a messy library. A few of the books resting on the shelves had fallen as if an earthquake had devastated the area recently.

One of her hands reached for a book on one of the shelves. It was what she looked like she was going to do at first anyway. Picking a book off the shelf. But she didn’t. She simply tossed the book she was about to pick aside, out of her way. Instead, she reached for something else that was hidden behind the book… It was a notepad. A used notepad that Cynthia appeared to have used a lot for a couple of years. It was quite dirty. She grabbed and held it close to her chest for a long moment before opening it.

She started from the beginning.

The first few pages had a ton of random notes written all over them. From a distance, the notes could have looked simple doodles, but up close, they were detailed information on different mini investigations that she actually lead as a kid. Going with the investigative notes, there were some occasional thoughts that were written on the side of the pages.

Mommy doesn’t want me to go on adventures alone to solve mysteries… She says it’s too dangerous and that I’m not too little… But Daddy says that one day, I’ll be old and big enough so I can do anything I want… I miss my Daddy… Cynthia read this for the first time in years. Despite the notepad mainly being a ‘serious’ vessel that documented her very first investigations before she even reached maturity, it was in the end also a journal she often updated on a day-to-day basis a long time ago. Cynthia kept flipping the pages until she reached the half-way point of the notepad. At this point, the pages had become completely blank which meant she eventually ceased using this notepad at some point. No matter what, as an adult, she kept flipping the pages just for fun and in case there was something else in thee.

She quickly reached the end of the notepad and discovered a photograph.

It was a photo of her with her Mother and her Father.

Probably the only remaining picture of the three of them together in existence.

I can’t… I can’t believe it… I thought this photo was gone… Burned with the rest… Cynthia thought as she stared at the picture. The photograph was tapped on top of the very last page of the notepad. Some sort of collage. Her hands trembled as her eyes were wide open. She was happily surprised.

I had forgotten everything about tapping this in there… I wonder if my Dad… She kept thinking before getting suddenly interrupted during her sheer admiration of finding this hidden gem in the middle of the dirty piles of trash of this slump—

“—Hey! Who’s there?” An aggressive male voice made itself heard in a tiny apartment that was turned into an office. Since it was incredibly dark in here (Cynthia basically only had the reflecting light of the moon to  illuminate her path), the angry-sounding man shun a bright flashlight all over the detective. She quickly turned around and raised both of her arms in the air, not taking any chance, thinking he might be a police officer or something like that. But he was not. She almost immediately understood who it was. “Intruders are not allowed in here. Get the hell out of my place!” The man kept barking.

“Larry?” She asked.

Larry was a Saurius male. A member of the Tsintaosaurus subspecies. He was an herbivore with a large body, impressively strong-looking arms and legs. He also had a big rock-hard crest on top of his head which replaced what would have been his hair. The colours of the scales of his body were a mixture of muted green and slate gray. He wore a thin white jacket and a pair of black jogging pants.

“Cynthia? What are you doing here?I thought… I thought you left and disappeared after Richard got you?” He eased up and became a little less aggressive after discovering the ‘intruder’ was someone he already knew.

“Yeah. I disappeared… For a while… Now, would you stop pointing this damn thing right in my face?” Obviously referring to the bright flashlight which blinded her.

“Oh, yeah, sorry…. So, are you okay?” He said as he shut off the flashlight.

“I’m fine…”

“You know I can’t let you in here, right? You vanished for so long without even announcing that you were no longer keeping this office-space. You owe me months and months of unpaid rents. I went to the police and declare everything to them.”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t come here to crash or to use the place, I simply came looking for this, that’s all,” she revealed the notepad to him.

“But you still broke the lock to get in here tonight as I can tell… Plus, when you disappeared, you left this place in such a bad shape… Take a look around you… How am I supposed to fix this?”

“It is not me who did this mess, it’s Dick and his men—”

“—I don’t care. At all. How are you gonna repay that to me? Huh?”

“What do you want? Money? You want me to repay you all the past months I didn’t pay as a retroactive kind of thing?”

“Exactly.”

“I don’t have any money…”

“How come?”

“I’m still waiting for my next paycheck to come in…” She admitted.

“Well, too bad,” he said as he slowly approached closer to her in a menacing way. As a response, Cynthia held her closed notepad closer and tighter to her chest. Spiritually providing her with a little bit more courage to face the landlord.

“Anyway, why should I even repay you all the past months I didn’t spend here? Huh? I’m not the one who trashed this place. Why Should I get the blame for it? I simply came here to tonight to get my stuff, not to sleep here on the floor.” She stood for herself.

“I don’t care. I want my money. And for as long as you can’t repay me everything, you’ll be mine. Understood?” He rifled back at her.

“What do you mean?” Cynthia grew confused a little.

“That’s right. I’ll have my way with you until you can pay me,” he confirmed to her as he slowly reached her position in the trashed office-space.

“What if I can never repay you? Huh?”

“You should probably don’t think about that. Try to be a little more optimistic instead.”

“I am. That’s that point. That’s the entire point. What If I can’t pay you? Ever? Why would you do to me then?” Confusion had completely vanished from her face. She was now smiling. Grinning. Having fun. Progressively getting turned out to the cute and charming idea that her past landlord was attempting to extort her, trying to take advantage of her.

“I would have you with me full time. That seems pretty logical to me.”

“Alright. Good. Because I will never repay you. Never. You can forget about it,” she confidently announced to him as she gracefully spun around, making the landlord face her back. She then rubbed her bountiful ass all over his crotch. Teasing him. Quickly getting him even more aroused than he already was. “You would better be starting to take advantage of me right away. I am at your mercy,” she continued with the sexiest, softest, submissive voice she could pull off.

“I’ll have to do what I must,” he said as he grabbed her butt. He touched both of her buttocks with the palms of his large hands, squeezing her ass as hard as he could, feeling her as much as possible.

Cynthia immediately loved it.

She closed her eyes and smiled even more than before. She playfully laughed, showing her direct enjoyment. She leaned forward, therefore, making it a lot easier for Larry to toy with her big butt.

Larry lifted her ultra-mini skirt up in the air, therefore, revealing her naked buttocks as well as her filthy pussy. She wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Not wearing any underwear? Huh?”

“I didn’t… I didn’t think I would need any…” She answered.

“What do you mean?”

“I didn’t think anyone would see me tonight… I was planning to enter here completely undercover… I had an in and out in mind…” She spoke with a fragile woman-in-distress tone in her voice. She was playing a game. Pretending to be a little more submissive than she really was for her own amusement. Making men believe she was being dominated by them intensely turned on. Something that wasn’t true at all a few months ago before the big event that went down at Joss’s strip-club and the investigation. She had changed quite a bit.

“... But I caught you! That’s okay. I like it when women don’t wear any underwear. I prefer it. All women should wear fewer clothes as possible in my personal opinion. Just like the Empire advises the population.”

“What are you gonna do to me?”

“Do what I must,” he said as he rubbed her big, naked butt with the palm of his right hand. Deeply enjoying touching her ex-tenant like this.

“What is that?” She was still clearly toying with him. Role-playing as the perfectly weak young girl.

“Taking my payments… Somehow…” He softly, but dominantly murmured just before suddenly starting to figure her pussy. He didn’t fully penetrate her vagina, simply teased and partially fingered it with his middle finger. Cynthia immediately moaned a lot as she was completely leaning forward with her large ass jutting incredibly high in the air. Larry quickly leaned forward as well and brought his face super close to the lips of her pussy just before opening his mouth. Sticking his gray Saurius tongue out of it and abundantly devouring her.

He licked all the exterior of her vagina before introducing his tongue inside. Tasting her on a much deeper level which simply caused her to moan a lot louder.

Without even mentioning his slimy saliva, Cynthia’s pussy had become all wet very quickly. Her body kept producing a ton of secreting fluids. Her vagina over-flowed with delicious pussy water that Larry greatly enjoyed swallowing while licking her. The more she got horny, the more she allowed him to get psychical with her. He aggressively held her ass and her legs in place, preventing her from moving much as he ate her. He even started masturbated himself while licking her.

He took his erect dick out of his pants and pleasured himself.

Noticing and now knowing this, Cynthia removed her fossil bra, loosely dropping it on the floor. Her bursting big boobs were finally freed. They could breathe. They rubbed her own jiggling breasts as she experienced Larry licking her pussy. Eventually, Cynthia changed her position and sat down on top of her knees on the ground. Larry towered over as the detective agreed to do what he wanted her to do—giving him a blow-job.

As she grabbed his cock and inserted in her mouth, Larry played with her jutted huge tits. He lifted them in the air and made them collide against one another. Only causing them to bounce some more.

We could hear Cynthia moaning like hell as she sucked Larry’s dick. Even with it in her mouth. She used one of her hands to rub his balls as she quickly moved her head back-and-forth. Taking most of his huge thirteen-inches long cock down her throat.

It was pretty easy for Cynthia to tell that Larry didn’t have a woman (whether being Saurius, Urzax, or Human) in a long while… To her, he seemed so horny and thirsty that any woman would have been fine. But he had the pleasure to catch her ex-sexy tenant infiltrating her past office-space. He had been very lucky.

Cynthia passionately sucked on his cock for the next three minutes before Larry prematurely ejaculated all over the interior of her mouth without any warning whatsoever. Cynthia was a tiny bit pissed and disappointed by this. She kind of enjoyed having men coming on top of her face and all over her body. But having him shooting his sperm inside of her mouth wasn’t the worst thing ever as well. It worked for her in the end. When Larry was done coming, he pulled his dick out of her mouth and she widely opened it, directly showing him his intact loads swirling all over her tongue and her teeth.

“Very nice… So… This will count as the first payment… The first month you didn’t pay... Okay? Alright. So… That leaves us with what? Three more unpaid months? Right?”

***

Following her errand at her ancient office-space, Cynthia had one more stop on her way before joining the others at the mansion, Richard’s elegant strip-club. She entered through the main front door of the establishment. She entered with no problem. The bouncer at the door recognized her from her last visit.

Inside, she passed between the many tables and the different stages where the sexy dancers performed. She immediately went upstairs and knocked at the door of Richard’s office.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Who is it?” Dick was head on the other side of the door.

“Just me,” she answered with a sweet voice. Mildly loud footsteps. Richard opened the door to his office.

“Cynthia...”

“Dick.”

“Long time no see,” he tried his best to ignore the fact that she called him ‘dick’ one more time instead of Richard.

“Yup.”

“Well, please come in…”

“Thank you,” he turned around and led the way inside. Upon reaching his desk, he turned back to her and finally noticed that she no longer had a pregnant belly.

“So, what happened? You left in the middle of the night… Why?” He instantly started interrogating her.

“I didn’t come here for an interrogation—”

“—Of course, not…”

“... But I did come to give you an explanation…” She explained.

“I’m listening,” he said as he crossed his arms together. He had a bit of hope in the expression on his face as if perhaps he could trust her again after all that happened.

“I chose to have an abortion…” She had trouble to declare, but ultimately did.

A beat.

Richard was speechless at first. He was shocked.

“Why… But why…? But why would you do that…?”

“I’m sorry. I know it must be hard for you to deal with this, but it was my decision in the end.”

“How did you even find a place that would allow such a thing…?” He questioned her in his sadness.

“It was nothing personal. I have no trouble with you, Richard, but I simply couldn’t bring myself to keep them. I couldn’t imagine myself keeping them and having to take care of them in this world. Especially with the lifestyle I have.”

“I would have…. I would have taken care of them…”

“I’m sorry…” she apologized once more. “But as I said, it was my final decision. In the end, I have no problem with you at all. I would love to keep working for you here. I’m just not ready to have kids. That’s all.”

“I understand... Maybe it’s better… I don’t know if it would have been a lot better If I were to keep them… I’m not sure I’m ready either…” He confessed.

“It’s probably not easy. Thanks for understanding.”

“Of course. No problem at all,” he agreed as he stood up from his chair. “So, when would you be ready to come back to work in the club?” He asked her as he slowly walked up to her.

“Next week,” she stood up as well, glad Richard was taking this fake, but still quite devastating news so nicely. “Once I will have settled down in my place.”

They shook hands.

“Finally moving out of your shitty apartment?”

“You could say that…”

“You know you can crash or even come to live here whenever you want to, right?”

“I know. Thank you. But I already have a place…”

“Where?” After finishing to shake hands, Cynthia picked up a handbag she brought with her along and turned around. She was about to leave Richard’s office.

“Not too far,” and then she silently left.

***

La Jouissance mansion.

Their lives surprisingly went back to normal pretty fast. Gerald and Néné were reunited as a family. For the very first time in her life, Néné felt good about staying cozy at home and having fun spending time with her family. She was finally enjoying and appreciating those types of moments. She helped her Dad cook supper. They cooked together without any assistance from their friendly butler, Sebastian. The man, of course, offered to help, but they declined. The Father and the daughter wanted to do this together. Sebastian was about to remove himself from the group so he could go clean the rest of the mansion as two were having a blast with one another.

“Hey, Sebastian! Where are you going?” Gerald asked, laughing and giggling as he was having fun preparing a meal with his daughter.

“No! Daddy!”

“What?”

“The carrots must go with the Allosaurus vinegar! Not with the tropical leaves! You are doing it all wrong!” Néné told him as she giggled as well.

“Oh, sorry, honey, I don’t have a lot of experience in cooking… Sebastian used to do everything for me most of the time…”

“Let me do it!

“Okay, then. Speaking of which… Sebastian! Where are you going?” Gerald asked his friend once more before he had the time to leave the kitchen.

“Cleaning the mansion, sir. Why? Would you happen to have a different task you would like me to accomplish instead?”

“YES! Come here and sit with us! Have fun! I order you not to work tonight!” Sebastian was both surprised and confused. He slowly turned around and walked back to the main kitchen counter where the two others where.

“Not working? I’m not used to that…”

“Well, try getting used to it now!” Gerald responded to him.

“Where’s Cynthia? I would like her to come to have supper with us!” Néné declared.

“I don’t know, sweetie, I haven’t seen her in a few days… Did you see her recently Sebastian?” Gerald asked.

“Not this week, sir.”

“Oh! It smells so good! What are we eating?” A different female voice interrupted their conversation. The three who were participating in the activity of cooking were surprised. They looked up in direction of the voice, in direction of the ceiling of the kitchen—Cynthia was there—discreetly hanging on to a chandelier near an opened window. She appeared to be spying on them. She smiled. Due to her current position, her huge boobs were plunging in the air as she was hanging upside down. Her massive cleavage could easily be seen by everyone in the room.

“Cynthia?” Gerald said.

“Yeah! She’s here!” Néné was happy.

“Guess we found her…” Sebastian pointed out.

“Hey, guys! What’s up?”

“We were making supper. Hungry?” Néné asked her.

“Hungry? I’m starving!” She yelled as she jumped off the chandelier and safely landed on the floor near the group.

“You’re aware you can use the front door? Right?” Sebastian quietly let her know. Cynthia heard him, but chose to casually ignore him.

“So, did you find what you were looking for?” Gerald asked her.

“I did…” She said as she slowly and partially pulled the notepad out of the left side-pocket of her coat, showing it to him.

“Great.”

“I paid a visit to Richard as well…”

“Really? Why?” Gerald revealed himself to be pretty curious.

“I had to… And I also proposed myself to keep working for him as a performer…”

“Why that? You know you can now afford to work as a private detective full time? Right?” The old man tried to reassure her.

“I do! I do… But I thought it would be better if I kept an eye on him. Just to check on him if he stays in lines. Plus, I wouldn’t mind the extra bucks…”

“I don’t really know if I fully agree with you on this, but keeping an eye once in a while is actually a terrific idea. Clever thinking on your part,” Gerald congratulated her with a cordial smile.

“Alright! Let’s make a mess now!” Néné said as she suddenly threw a bunch of flour all over her Daddy’s face, playing with him. Cynthia burst out laughing when she saw the boring, stern, old Saurius man’s face covered in white flour. Surprisingly, Sebastian did as well.