DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 34: Dance Under The Moon

CHAPTER 34: DANCE UNDER THE MOON

Bringing the tavern owner to the mansion wasn’t an easy task, one of the hardest she had to do that night. This exactly was what Gerald needed to feel a little more confident in Cynthia, concrete proof of the advancements of her investigation. That night, she brought concrete proof home.

In addition to the blow-job she nicely offered to the bus driver for the ride, this time, Cynthia was performing a hand-job for him as he was driving. His pants were entirely pulled down as he drove in the dense woods surrounding the mansion. The bus was empty except for the driver, Cynthia, and finally, Titan Oboa who the detective held in place as she was sitting on him with her huge ass. Her buttocks were so thick and heavy that the gigantic snake simply couldn’t do anything no matter how strongly he tried to get away from under her. Cynthia was basically kneeling down right beside the driver. She smoothly masturbated him as he casually drove.

A little of his pre-cum could be seen on her hands as she rubbed his dick with both of them.

“Once again, I can’t thank you enough for all what you did for me…”

“No problem, ma’am, As I said earlier, I don’t get many passengers late like this at this time of the night. And plus, the place where you live is not that far from the bus stop I go to anyway. It’s fine. My superiors won’t notice I did those two detours for you.” The driver explained.

“Are you sure…? I almost feel bad for you… I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me… You know…?” Cynthia sensually murmured as she kept slowly stroking his cock. Overly aroused by her, he cleared his throat.

“I could get in trouble. But I won’t. I’ll be careful, ma’am. Without mentioning that what you did for me is well worth it to be honest with you.”

“That’s why I promise you,  I’ll pay you a private home visit when I’m finished with this new case. I got your address alright so it will be a breeze to find you,” she said as she softly caressed a business card with the address of the bus driver on it with her left hand, continuing the hand-job with only her right hand. The business card was stuck in her boob-crack.

As he kept driving in the woods, Cynthia progressively started masturbating him faster and faster until he eventually ejaculated upward in the air like a volcano and then all the hot lava came down crashing on her hand.

Accidentally, but perfectly timed, they were finally arrived at the mansion. Right in front of it.

Honk! Honk!

The bus driver honked in hope to attract the attention of the two men in the mansion, but really, he accidentally honked as he couldn’t fully control himself upon reaching his enjoyable orgasm.

“Thank you, that should wake them up if they’re asleep…” Cynthia thanked the driver as she stood up next to him in the bus. Getting up from the floor. She liked the semen that had gotten all over her right hand. When it was cleaned up enough, she swallowed. She was now holding on to one of the many metal poles designed for passengers’ support in the vehicle. Using the pole to stand up easier. Despite getting up, she kept her feet on Titan’s body at all time. Preventing him from escaping.

“No problem, ma’am, I bet they’re going to be pretty excited you brought them the man who kidnapped your sister. I hope you find her too…” The driver replied.

“Well, he didn’t do it, but he has something to do with it. We need to question him.”

“Um… That snake dude didn’t touch your sister and you still brought him by force….?” He questioned her as the bus was running, but not moving, perfectly positioning in front of the mansion in the middle of the woods.

“That would be correct.”

“Let me go…” Titan declared.

Silence.

The bus driver didn’t truly know what to think. He looked at the detective. He looked at the giant Saurius snake physically maintained on the floor of the vehicle by Cynthia, using her feet to keep him down.

“Please don’t tell the police… Okay…?” Cynthia begged the driver.

“Alright then… But just because I feel sad about your sister disappearing… And… Because of what you did to me earlier… and now… And because we are going to see each other again…” The driver commented.

“Totally…” Cynthia responded.

“Let me guess. The blow-job and this hand-job were enough to buy you I suppose?” Titan said as he desperately tried getting away from Cynthia, but simply couldn’t. Not too long after hearing what Titan just said, the driver cleared his throat and finally opened the door of the bus.

“There you go. Good luck, detective.” The driver said.

The same way she did to bring Titan by force out of his tavern and down to the bus stop earlier, she grabbed his throat and used her newly gained Saurius strength to carry him around. She pulled him out of the large vehicle, down in the street, up to the front door of the mansion.

The bus finally left.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

No answer. Just like usual.

What Cynthia had to do to bring Titan to the mansion was pretty tough. She had to use the city bus to carry the giant snake. Although it would have normally been a little complicated to convince a bus driver to even attempt to do such a thing, the blow-job/hand-job she did for him was enough to convince him.

That and the fact that she had a gun in her pocket.

The front door of the mansion was locked, just like all the times she tried getting in before.

That motherfucker!

She thought. Obviously referring to Sebastian, the butler of the place. The one who told her earlier that the front door of the mansion was always unlocked, ready to be open for her.

“What a bunch of bullshit!” She said out loud this time as she tried opening the door, turning the doorknob once more.

“A problem?” Titan softly asked. Despite the fact that the Saurius had Humanoid arms, his body was still just as flexible as nearly other normal snakes out there.

Cynthia had a feeling the two men who lived in this castle could still be asleep at the moment which could have been one of the reasons why she wasn’t getting a response. But the night was ending. The hard-boiled detective travelled a long way to get back here with Titan.

No moon could be seen in the sky.

It was dawn.

The sun was slowly rising.

“No!”

“Looks like something isn’t working as you want it. Are you sure this is your place,” Titan asked again.

“Well, actually, no, it’s not my place.”

“Then, what are we doing here?”

“Shut up! You’ll see soon enough!” She yelled at the snake Saurius. After knocking at the door for the entire next minutes while shouting for Sebastian or Gerald to come to open her the door, she ultimately gave up and chased after a new solution. Something quicker. Something a little more thunderous.

She dove into her the side pocket of her trench coat with one of her hands and took out a weapon. The same pistol she used earlier to successfully resolve the situation with Titan at his tavern.

“Hold on. What are you doing with this again?” He asked her, all scared to see that same weapon once more.

She aimed the pistol at the door, specifically at the doorknob.

Cynthia breathed. She inhaled before pulling the trigger.

Bam!

She shot a bullet a little above the doorknob. The bullet, of course, made a huge hole into the door. The knob on the side of the door was hit as the bullet crashed down due to the angle of the shot. Cynthia then charged and hardly hit what remained of the door with her right shoulder.

Bang!

She forced and burst it open.

Almost just as hard as she charged at the wounded door, she dropped the Saurius snake at the center of the same table she was offered a tea at last time she was here. She used the table as a bed for her prisoner.

Thud!

“So? Is it enough progress?” Cynthia shouted very proudly. She had her arms crossed together as Gerald and Sebastian both gathered around the table.

“What is this?” Gerald asked.

“Your answer. Your proof I’m busting my ass off to find your daughter,” she told him. Sebastian was the first to bend over and to take a look up close at Titan. He shared eye-contact with him.

“Hi…” Titan said. Sebastian didn’t answer and simply stood up again.

“What is it?”

“A snake…” The butler answered his employer.

“A snake?” Gerald said, all confused. Meanwhile, Cynthia moved in front of the two men and sat down on a couch next to the table. She totally grabbed the attention of the two.

“Alright. Allow me to give it to you. This guy is the owner of a tavern in the city. And he saw Néné,” she proudly announced.

“What?” Gerald yelled.

“When?” Sebastian quickly followed with a different question. In addition to crossing her arms together, Cynthia sensually crossed her thick legs as she smiled to the two boys.

“He apparently saw her a little after my friend, Pierrot encountered her, recapping and looking at it from a timeline perspective. And once again, she was with this dude, this Pterosaur Saurius man with no real name, The Count. From what Titan here told me…” She said while hitting the leather muzzle with one finger. Making sure it was still properly and perfectly adjusted on his face in order to avoid any problem.

“... She has been chosen as this year’s masked ball bride. Whatever that means,” she continued explaining.

“This sounds totally crazy Cynthia…” Sebastian said.

“... No. It’s not. I heard about this once or twice. It’s part of a secret circle of wealthy people,” Gerald quickly followed his butler and showed his support for the information she just discovered. This made her smile. It made her deeply happy.

“This little guy in here was already going to this secret event. Not too long after I met up with him, he said he was interested in taking me at his this year’s masked bride. And you know what? After thinking about it for the last, few hours of the night, I think I’ll gladly accept his invitation. If everything goes according to my plan, your daughter is going to be there too for sure,” she said.

“This could be our biggest chance,” Sebastian said while turning his head to his master.

“Did you happen to learn when this masked ball happening?” Gerald asked.

“Well... About that... I’m not exactly sure—”

“—It’s happening in one week from now...’’ Titan Oboa interrupted her. Everybody in the room turned to the Saurius snake, looking surprised. Cynthia stood up Getting all excited.

A little later that morning, Cynthia quickly went to sleep and rest after locking the Saurius snake in a much better cell within the lab in the basement of the mansion.

Absolutely tired, Cynthia slept the entire day.

When she finally woke up, it was nightfall. She would not see any sunlight today. The beginning of the case had been rough on her. Bringing Titan Oboa to the mansion took a bigger toll on her than she originally expected it. The Saurius snake was put away in the underground lab. She had nothing to worry about. She crawled out of bed, exited the bedroom that she was given by the butler and went downstairs.

She was greeted by Sebastian as she climbed down the stairs.

“Slept well?” He asked her.

“Kind of… What time is it?” He quickly looked at his watch.

“Seven PM.”

“Fuck…” Her head was hurting her. She held it with one hand.

“Would you care for a cup of tea?”

“Why not…” She accepted the offer.

Ten minutes later.

Cynthia was now sitting down on a luxurious chair with her milky black tea in hand. She passively looked through an open window next to her on the wall. She spent some time observing the trees of the dark woods outside as she enjoyed her tea. She was only wearing pajamas. It was unbuttoned and we could see most of her breasts. She looked peaceful right now. The first time in a long while.

Soon enough, Sebastian joined her. Sat next to her. He was drinking tea as well.

“How are you feeling?”

“Could be worse…”

“So… One week… What are you going to do until the big day?”

“Working some more on the case…”

In one of the poorest corners of the city, Cynthia went to see an old friend. She paid a visit to Pierrot, her childhood friend from the carnival. The Saurius man was now living in a cheap ass and tiny apartment that still cost about a fortune to pay. In the bathroom of his apartment, Cynthia was helping her friend, giving him a bath.

Since he was getting a bath, Pierrot was totally naked. Cynthia wore a two-pieces magenta bikini. Probably to avoid getting her regular clothes wet.

“You’re a saint. I don’t deserve half of everything you’re doing for me…” Pierrot commented.

“What do you mean? You deserve everything…” She said as she scrubbed his right shoulder with a sponge.

“I’m an old man… A wreck… You shouldn’t spend your precious time foolishly attempting to fix what’s broken… It’s useless…”

“Quit complaining and being negative at this instant! You’re not broken. You’re fine. You were attacked by The Count and forced to sign your park away. We’ll get it back. Don’t worry.” This speech brought a bit of smile back to his face.

“Without you, I would be homeless as we speak, do you know that?”

“Don’t mention it.”

“Thanks for paying for this apartment… I deeply appreciate it…” Pierrot thanked her once more.

One week later.

The big day was here.

After seven days of preparation, the time to find and rescue Gerald’s daughter, it was finally here.

Gerald and Sebastian gathered around Titan Oboa’s cell in the lab of the mansion while Cynthia was busy changing behind the door in a dressing room. She was getting ready for the big moment. Sebastian clicked on a button on the wall next to the cell and it suddenly opened. Right after, Gerald slowly started moving with his Spinosaurus cane inside the cell. Titan nearly laughed with he first saw the old, Saurius man walking in his cell where he was putting himself in danger. The younger snake Saurius quickly tried to bite the side of his left arm but Gerald avoided his attack and quickly grabbed the back of his head. Not too long after getting a hold of Titan, Gerald picked his body with a long, sharp syringe, injecting a strange, green liquid into his biological system.

“Huh, stop it, what are you doing to me, old man?” Titan asked in pain. He injected all the green liquid into him and then let him go. Titan crawled in a corner of his cell as Gerald simply stared at him, without moving, simply standing there with his precious cane.

“Easy. Easy,” Gerald said.

“Good work, master,” he congratulated his employer.

“Is she almost done?” Gerald asked Sebastian. The butler then quickly went to look. He knocked at the locked door of the dressing room.

Knock. Knock.

And just before he could knock again or say anything to her, she aggressively opened the door of the dressing room and came out. She was ready. Cynthia wore the same frosty blue stripper outfit she wore the very last time she worked at Joss’s club. The day he vanished, worryingly abducted by Quentin. The frosty blue pasties, gloves, skirt, underwear, boots and, of course, combined with the winter mood silver masquerade mask. Perfectly fitting for tonight’s secret event. She currently wasn’t wearing the fossil brassiere she used to wear so often in the past weeks.

“Ta-dam! What do you all think?” Cynthia said out loud, all proud and happy.

“Um... This is your stripper outfit? Right?” Sebastian asked.

“One of them. Why?”

“This is what you’re gonna wear during the masked ball?”

“Yup!”

“But how did you manage to get it back?”

“Well, I went and fetched it.”

“You really went all the way back there at the club to get it?” Sebastian asked, extremely surprised that she made so much effort just to wear that tonight.

“Seems like it,” she said as she softly and carefully pushed the butler out of her way so she could move closer to the cell with the idea to showcase what she looked like to Gerald. On the other side of the glass door of the cell, she cutely and sensually spun around to show Gerald as well as Titan everything from all angles.

“What do you think, guys?” She said.

“Very nice…” Titan said, this beautiful sight clearly helped him get through this harsh treatment he suffered from because of Gerald.

“Where is my prototype?” Gerald asked.

“Won’t be wearing it, of course. That would be stupid. It would attract too much attention and probably blow my identity away,” she declared.

‘’Attract too much attention? You mean more than what you’re already wearing?’’ Sebastian pointed out.

“Well, it’s supposed to be an ultra-secret, kinky, perverted event, I think I’ll blend it just fine,” she argued.

“Whatever. I already injected the anti-vaccine into his body. If he tries to disobey to you over there or to run away or to reveal our intentions to them, his organs will self-destruct by the end of the night. He’ll have to listen to you otherwise he won’t make it out of there,” Gerald explained.

“You’re all crazy,” Titan said in his corner of the cell, scared to Death to the idea of what he said is the truth.

“We’ll be in communication as well. I simply need to install and hide these on you. It’s gonna be harder than I originally thought…” Sebastian said while holding a spy microphone and a tiny earphone in his hands. Meanwhile, Gerald slowly walked out of the interior of the cell with his trusty cane and came up to the detective.

“Widdowfield…”

“Yeah...?”

“Please... Find my daughter... Please…”

Without any apparent problem, Cynthia and Titan Oboa were able to get into the secret event. Just like every year, Titan gave his official invitation papers to the main Saurius men who guarded the entrance to the castle. The place was huge. Much bigger than Gerald’s mansion. It was a lot darker too. It looked like a castle a Vampire lord would live in. Titan recognized the guards outside and chitchatted with them. Cynthia was scared to the bone that he would somehow, secretly send them a signal to him being in big danger right now, but Cynthia basically didn’t notice anything too strange. Perhaps Titan was behaving nicely right now, being a good boy, respecting the rules that they set ahead of time in the lab. The interior of the castle had absolutely nothing to do with the exterior look of it. As they stepped into the main, large ballroom, Cynthia discovered a beautiful paradise that would make any princesses blush and fall in love. Everything around her was made of jewels. The walls were golden and bright, lustrous pink. It was as if the most royal place on Earth had vomited a candy store all over the place. Cynthia had never seen a place like this.

But what caught her attention as well not too long after being done gazing at the place in wonder, was that she quickly realized that no one here was wearing slutty clothes like Cynthia. All the men were wearing strict suits and the women regular, elegant but not specifically revealing dresses. They all wore masquerade masks. So, except for the mask itself, Cynthia truly stuck out as everyone turned their heads and stared at her as she entered the room.

Oops...

Sadly for her, Sebastian was basically very right. Dressing slutty tonight wasn’t a good idea at all.