DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 49: Constricted

CHAPTER 49: CONSTRICTED

The harem surrounding Cynthia and Néné caused such a big headache for the worried Father that he never was able to reach his daughter in the crowd. The old man was accidentally pushed off to the side by one of the cops who was in a total hurry to go fuck one of the two girls. Gerald’s daughter was already being fucked at this point. Right in her cream-pied pussy.

Sebastian quickly came to his master’s aid as he accidentally fell to the floor. The butler picked him up and brought back his Spinosaurus cane to him. It made him feel a little better as he felt very useless in helping his daughter. It seemed like there was nothing that could be done.

The gang-bang was in full motion.

The ten policemen were totally all over the two women.

Néné’s head was still deeply stuck between the detective’s jiggling breasts. She wasn’t able to move at all. Néné’s big tits were comfortably sitting on top of Cynthia’s boobs. Colliding.

One cop was banging the blonde lady’s vagina, another continuously penetrated her butt, and a third one rubbed his glans all over her chest. This one soon penetrated her jugs at the same time as doing the exact same thing for Cynthia’s breasts. Fucking both sets of titties at the same time. Néné had a grand total of three men taking care of her.

Meanwhile, Cynthia who was sitting on top of her knees had the rest of the seven policemen sexually hungry for her. Horny to the core. One dude was lying down beneath her, ramming his strong cock deep inside of her pussy. Another dick in her ass.

“Let me start over. Let me recount this. One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… And… Ten…” She was no longer looking for men with their hands raised up in the air (as nearly no one at their hands up anymore), but she simply counted the ones that decided to keep fucking as members in on her cause. “So, everyone’s in with the plan? Right? Everyone’s voted: ‘yes’?” Cynthia attempted to be clear about this whole voting thing, rebelling against The Count.

“YES!” All the policemen in the room positively yelled pretty much at the same time as their excitement quickly grew bigger and bigger for the activity they were doing right now.

“Lovely! So, let’s go catch The Count after we are done here—”

“—You got it!” One of the cops confirmed as he interrupted her by shoving his hard, erect cock down her mouth and her throat. Néné had three men fucking her and it was the same for Cynthia.

The remaining four cops of the group stood around the two girls, masturbating while rubbing their dicks against them. Some of them were simply waiting. Some of them honestly enjoyed pleasing themselves while being part of this secret event.

Due to the extreme instability of Néné standing upside down like a tree stuck in Cynthia’s cleavage, the blue-haired lady eventually had to help her out a bit. She grabbed Néné’s legs and held them in place in order to keep her in a somewhat decent, safe balance.

With her hands-free, Néné accepted to please a duo of men she couldn’t see. One cop for each of her hands. They landed their cocks in the palm of her hands and she started to masturbate them.

“Look what they are doing to her, Sebastian… They are using her…” Gerald commented as he observed the gang-bang from a distance.

“I know… It’s hard to watch… But while I don’t really want to say that, maybe this is a chance…

“A chance…?”

“Cynthia is with her. We perfectly know we can trust her. She’ll be safe as long as she’s with her. Perhaps this is our chance to get The Count and to end this. Right here. Right now.” Sebastian tried to reassure his master while proposing a new and smart idea.

“I don’t want to leave her, but maybe this could be a good idea…” Gerald looked up to see where The Count was in the throne room. He confusedly looked around, but couldn’t see him at all. He then stood up with the help of his butler and cane. “Speaking of which, where is he at now?” Sebastian looked around as well. He couldn’t find him, but did notice that one of the main doors of the throne room was now wide open which wasn’t the case a few minutes earlier.

“He probably escaped.”

“That fucker won’t get away…” Gerald silently declared to his confidant. The two quickly rushed themselves out of the room to pursue The Count.

In a matter of a few seconds, they were gone.

Back to the harem/gang-bang, Cynthia was getting the feeling that she and Gerald’s daughter were somehow teaming-up with one another. Teaming-up to convert those ten men.

The more the cop who was currently titty-fucking the two women rubbed his cock all the two pairs of breasts, the more it accidentally dug Néné’s head out of Cynthia’s boob crack. Slowly, but surely, her face was uncovered. Unearthed. Despite her body sticking out like a pillar, the cop was still pretty surprised to discover two eyes directly staring at her after digging her up. He jumped a little before proceeding to continue to sensually please himself some more.

With their tits a little out of the way, moved on the sides, the same cop kept rubbing his dick at the exact same spot as before, but this time, his throbbing penis massaged Néné’s face. He patted her entire face from for lips to the forehead. The blonde girl was finally able to breathe much better. She now excellent access to air compared to what she had a few seconds ago.

She deeply inhaled and exhaled as she saw the tip of the glans hardly rubbing the middle of her forehead.

Néné opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out of it, attempting to reach the male sex that kept messing with her in a way. She eventually did. She caught the side of his thick glans as it slid down on her face. She licked and managed to bring his cock toward the interior of her mouth, swallowing it with passion. Making it hers. Almost getting some sort of revenge on it as if catching it was going to do any harm. The extreme limit of this harm was to see her sucking on his dick.

The multitude and grandeur of the gang-bang made it feel like the twelve people were forming some kind of tank made of flesh. A tank with people that kept fucking over and over… All the charming holes of the two women were constantly getting stormed. The men rammed their cocks in them. Coming in and out of their orifices at berserk speed.

The two girls had both gotten all wet and sweaty overtime. Just like the ten cops, they were quickly running out of energy as well. Cynthia tried her best not to make too apparent. She didn’t want to come up as weak or as someone that didn’t possess the stamina required to deal with that many men.

She thought her reputation was on the line.

Meanwhile, Néné was vastly starting to receive the reputation of being a total slut that couldn’t even handle a couple of cocks fucking her. It wasn’t her fault really. After getting banged by her husband and accidentally thrown down from the ceiling of the room, it was obvious that she was left with nearly no energy in her body to put up a fight.

The blonde daughter of Gerald was currently seen as simply fuck-meat to them.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” Cynthia yelled not too long after the man who was recently fucking her mouth slid out of it. The blue-haired detective was incredibly aroused. Her face was entirely red. Blushing like hell.

“I’m coming as well!” Néné followed a second or two after taking a cock out of her mouth in order to express herself as she was still stuck between Cynthia’s breasts. Only a few seconds following the moment the two girls publicly communicated their incoming orgasms, a pair of cops found themselves in a position in which they could no longer hold themselves. The two men quickly ejaculated on the women’ faces. One cop for each girl. They were completely covered. This final blow automatically triggered Néné to finally reach her orgasm. She came as the man finished ejaculating all over her face. This was her first orgasm of the night. Her husband didn’t manage to make her come earlier.

“I’m coming right now!” Néné loudly confirmed. All the policemen then pulled their hard, wet dicks out of their lovely holes and proceeded to masturbate over them, revealing that they were all soon about to go.

Over the upcoming, few minutes, four additional men ejaculated all over  Néné and four others did the very same for Cynthia. The two women quickly became covered in their jizz.

“It’s my turn! It’s my turn! I’m coming too!” Cynthia yelled as the final string of cum hit her body.

It was a total bukkake.

When all the loads were ultimately unloaded, the ten men stepped back from the now dirty ladies and allowed her to have their own space. But to be honest, it wasn’t about being gentlemen or some non-sense like this. Not at all. The brigade of policemen fell back as they mostly ran out of vitality. Some of them sat down on the ground. Some even lied down. Others left the room in the hope to find freshwater to drink. In the end, they were all dead tired.

With the pressure on their bodies finally released, Néné slowly fell down from the center of Cynthia’s chest. She fell off of her chest and safely crashed on the ground. Landed between Cynthia’s wide open legs who was now sitting on her big butt. Momentarily resting a bit as she bathed in so much, thick, warm sperm.

“How are you feeling after all this?” Cynthia asked Néné.

“Great…”

“That’s good.” Cynthia then remained silent for a little bit of time, resting some more as she hugged Néné before realizing herself that the moment to get up and get shit done has long arrived. “Alright, guys! Since you all voted: ‘yes’ earlier, that means you have to help us catch The Count! Who’s ready to go?” And as she had a newly found resurgence of energy, she quickly discovered that all the men she had sex with were pretty much fully out of energy. Sadly unable to help. Upon discovering this, Cynthia’s optimistic smile swiftly shifted into an annoyed, bored, and disappointed frown. After all, she did… After all, they did, they couldn’t even count on them.

“I think they’re all too tired, Cynthia…” Néné pointed out the obvious.

“What a shame…” She then commented.

***

“What are you gonna do with me?” The Count asked his assailant. Titan Oboa was still wrapped around his neck, threatening to murder him. He made The Count stood in the main hall of the castle.

“I can’t believe you used me for so long. All the obscene stuff you made me do. You would have left me to die at every opportunity you’ve got. The person you wanted me to use ended actually being the one that helped me when I needed it the most. She helped me recover. She saved my life.” Titan declared to his former partner.

“Cynthia did? But she had no reason to—”

“—Exactly! And now, it was about time that I return the favour to her by getting you out of her way!” He interrupted him.

“I would like to side with this idea…” A voice made itself heard behind them. Titan allowed The Count to turn around. It was Gerald behind them. Slowly walking toward them using his cane as a third leg. Sebastian stood by his side as he always did.

“I betrayed you both… This makes a lot of sense. Get rid of me…” The Count accepted his fate. He betrayed Gerald for a long time as they worked on the DNA Valkyrie project together. He betrayed Titan as he used him as a pawn, spying on other people in the heart of the city of Ecstasy. He didn’t do anything to rescue him as well once shit hit the fan. “My only regret is that I was supposed to save this city…”

“Saved this city? How?” Gerald asked.

“You should take a better look at this place… It isn’t the same, small town it used to be when we were both children… Playing in the park… I tried to help the Queen transform this city into something better… Into something richer and more appropriate for the future… But instead… Ecstasy keeps degrading… Degenerating itself into a downward spiral…”

“Feels like to me you primarily contributed to make this city that way with your sex-trafficking without mentioning the way you treated my daughter as an example,” Gerald added.

“Even though it’s hard for you to believe it, I truly loved her. I still do…”

“Whatever… Let’s get over with this,” Sebastian declared.

“I agree…” Titan said as he slowly tighten his body around his neck, progressively preventing him to breathe, suffocating him.

“But I don’t know if this would be the right thing to do… Perhaps we should bring him to justice instead of murdering him…” Gerald proposed.

“Bring him to justice? How exactly? He’s The Count of the city of Ecstasy. He cannot be brought to justice,” Sebastian argued.

“You don’t know that,” Gerald said.

“Guys… We need to decide on something here…” Titan was getting a little nervous.

“He did so much to you, Gerald, we can’t let him go or bring him to the police… The corrupted cops are already here in the castle, here to help this fucking flying bastard. We’ve got to do something,” the butler reminded him.

***

Meanwhile, instead of running after The Count, Cynthia and Néné immediately went to the nursery part of the castle, where her eggs were last seen. To their surprise, the eggs had all disappeared once they go there. Vanished.

“Wait, wait a minute… Where are the eggs?” Néné nervously asked.

“They’re not here. They were moved. That Count probably asked his guards to go get them during the ceremony,” Cynthia imagined.

***

As the three men fought among each other to decide what they were going to do with him, The Count grew immensely tired of all this useless carnage. When Titan wasn’t paying too much attention to him, he grabbed something from a hidden pocket under his right wing. It was some kind of strange lotion. During the chaos, he applied some of that lotion all over the scaly skin of Titan.

A few seconds later, that part of his body suddenly turned red and Titan felt himself burning. The snake ceased holding The Count in hostage and quickly fell on the ground in a huge deal of pain. He screamed in horrible pain. Naturally, Gerald and Sebastian immediately went to try to help Titan, rushing themselves to save him which left the Pterosaur Saurius all alone. Freed.

It allowed him more than enough time to get ready for a flight. He looked up at the glass window on the ceiling, admiring the shining, bright moon in the dark sky. But just before he could fully launch himself in the air, something suddenly stopped him…

“Stop!”

It was his recently married wife…

Néné.

The Count turned his head and looked at her.

“Where did you take the eggs?”

“...” He remained silent. Stared at her for a little while, exchanging one last look with her before finally starting to fly. The Count charged at the glass ceiling and broke a hole in it. He flew into the night sky and quickly vanished in the dark cloud. Leaving Néné with a sad frown on her face.

“Where are they…?” She quietly asked one more time.

Titan kept screaming in pain. Cynthia quickly rushed herself to him.

“What happened?” She asked, visibly concerned with what was happening with Titan.

“He was burned!” Sebastian briefly mentioned.

“He used a special lotion that is heavily toxic to any snakeskin,” Gerald explained as he held the lotion bottle he just found, left on the floor by The Count. “He could die if you don’t bring him to a hospital…”

“Out of my way! I’ll help him!” Cynthia yelled as she literally pushed the two men out of her way. She knelt on the ground next to Titan, held his body tight against the ground and proceeded to lick the few places on his body where the toxic lotion was applied on. Cynthia licked the lotion off with a pure passion to save what she considered her friend. She intentionally covered most of his body in her saliva as she swung her long, pink tongue all over the places that were burning.

Over a short period of time, she started blushing and feeling more and hornier as she licked Titan. Despite the horrible burning, Titan still enjoyed witnessing the naked detective licked him off.

Approximately three minutes later, the burning had stopped and the lotion had entirely been removed from his skin. Cynthia had done a very good job, but Titan never told her to stop. He simply let her keep going. Cynthia became so horny she even accidentally started toying with Titan’s dick which had already begun to grow drastically in size during the cleaning process, quickly getting erected. Cynthia rubbed his snake cock with her left hand, softly masturbating him as she kept licking his body.

While Titan didn’t say anything about feeling better, he had, of course, stopped screaming in pain a long time ago. She replaced his screaming by moaning.

“I believe he’s feeling a lot better now…” Sebastian pointed out.

“I can no longer see any toxic lotion on him…” Gerald said before finally turning his head around, no longer being panicked for Titan’s state. He suddenly noticed that his daughter was in the room behind him. He noticed that she was alright. Safe and sound. He smiled.

He went up to her and hugged his daughter.

Nothing else mattered.