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From Badlands To Good Times A Cyberpunk 2077 Tale	By : Crystal_Dreams_Writes Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3887 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The apartment didn’t match the rest of the building. It was clean, sleek, and even artsy. It looked like a corpo secret refuge in the middle of Heywood. At least four other Valentinos were looking straight at her when the doors opened. “El jefe está arriba” one of them spoke, motioning for V to take the stairs to the second level. V did so without wasting any time, and she found a luxurious office, several screens, servers, and all and all, a surprising amount of technology that she wouldn’t have guessed belonged to a man like Gustavo Orta. An elegant black carbon desk stood before her, and Gustavo was sitting at it, and sitting on his lap, a young woman with a gold-plated right arm replacement and several Valentino tattoos on her body, even her aviators had gold rims. As she arrives, Orta nods “V, thanks for coming mija, have a seat… This is Martha” he finally introduces her. V sits on the luxurious chair and nods “So, you’re what the 6th Streets are after?” Orta raises his eyebrow, as he expected to explain a very complicated situation to V, but it seemed she already knew part of the story. “I am” replied Martha, standing up “I heard about Jackie, I’m happy he’s going to make it… You have to understand V, despite who I am, I am not part of 6th Street, not anymore” V understood, wouldn’t be the first time someone fell for the wrong kind of person and even started a full-fledged war, she then focuses her attention on Orta “Why am I here?” she asks bluntly.

“I don’t think I need to explain how fucked up this shit is, mija” Orta starts “This ain’t about territory, this is about papá Frakes not letting shit go. I’ve tried to be civil with him many times, I’ve even shown him many times how Martha is safe with me, but he won’t have it. And you saw what happened today, he called a hit on me not giving a fuck that her daughter was in the area and in danger too… If it weren’t for you and Jaquito, well…” he sighs in an exasperated manner, as he looks at V “He will keep coming after us, over and over again V, and he won’t stop until I’m dead, or worse until Martha’s dead too. And I can’t have that. Frakes needs to be found, and stopped… The problem with that is that the 6th Street jefe, Gunner, ain’t too happy about Frakes going out of his way and into a personal vendetta, so he’s hiding him and we have no idea where to find him” V finally realized where this was going, and she wasn’t sure she wouldn’t be sacrificed “And you need someone to lure him out of hiding” she states, Orta nods “I can’t send any of my cabrones to do that, obviously Martha is out of the question, least some 6th Street pendejos shoot her by accident, I need someone from the outside, I need you, mija” V breathed in, and then turned to Martha “And you’re okay with this? This is your blood we’re talking about”.

Martha hesitates but only for a second “I’ve thought about it many times, my father will not stop, and this could get uglier if he’s not stopped instead… Listen, he’s my father, I loved him, but I love Gustavo, and he won’t let me go, no matter how many times Gustavo shows him how good he is to me” V turns to Orta afterward “So… What, you need a pawn to ask around for Frakes, lure him out and get sacrificed? I’m not sure I like this plan, choom” Gustavo shakes his head “It’s not like that mija, you and Jaquito are like family to me, if I had any other options I’d use them instead. You have Active Camouflage, right? My idea is simple… Get to Santo, rile a few 6th Street pendejos, get Frakes to show up, ping us, we make an appearance, and in the confusion, you disappear. We’ll be following closely until you get to Santo, once you ping us, we’ll rain hell down on the pendejos” the perspective changed, he wouldn’t even need her to draw her gun unless it was absolutely necessary “I’m trying my best to be fair, all of Jaquito’s bills are already covered, including his enhancements, that motherfucker is going to be a chingón de chingones, and of course, once this is done, I’m going to shower you in eds too mija. I know you’ve already done a lot for me, if it wasn’t for your intervention earlier who knows what would have happened, so if you wanna walk away from this, there’ll be no hard feelings, you’ll still be family, I’m just hoping you’ll say yes”.

V considered her options for a moment, she felt both Gustavo and Martha anxiously waiting for her reply. She finally nods “I’ll do it. Where do I start?”.

V had made a pit stop in her apartment to change her outfit, a very cheeky leotard with a green camouflage pattern, military boots, knee and elbow pads, and a black edgerunner jacket. She threw in a utility belt to complete the ‘I’m absolutely and totally a soldier’ look that the 6th Street goons were always on the lookout for. She then made her way to Santo Domingo, specifically Arroyo, the way Orta described it, there were usually gatherings of 6th Street soldiers in the shadow of the dam, it was a very poor neighborhood with half the houses either destroyed or just half built. It wasn’t long until V heard loud music and a gathering on one of the rooftops. Circling around the area, she found a way up on one of the narrow corridors, going upstairs on rickety and rusty stairs, it was a full-blown party with at least a dozen 6th Street soldiers in sight. Once she was spotted, there were whistles and catcalling, one of the soldiers even slapped V’s ass “Looks like the entertainment is finally here, boys!” a man in the background shouted. V turned to look around, the booze was flowing freely, fireworks were going off, and a lot of scop meat was being grilled, it sure was a good old-fashioned American party.

V continued to walk towards the back, an elderly man with an arm and both legs replaced by military prosthetics was sitting comfortably and drinking his fifth beer, she then made her move. “You in charge, choom?” the man guffaws, and soon the soldiers in proximity laughed with him “Well, well, well, what do we have here? No little girl, I’m not in charge, that’d be General William Gunner!” he raised his beer, calling for an impromptu toast in Gunner’s honor “But if you’re asking if I’m responsible for this full-blooded American party, then you’re right on the money baby, I’m your man! Now, what can I do for you?” It was clear that the man was sloshed out of his mind, and most of the soldiers on the roof for that matter, she smiles and approaches the man further “I’m looking for a choom of yours, Nolan Frakes, I was told I could either find him here or meet someone here who knows where he is” the man catches a coughing fit, finally standing up, approaching V. His eyes had been replaced by a very crude visor a long time ago, but she felt how he was scanning her.

“Well then girl, I’m afraid Captain Frakes is away on an important assignment, we’re unclear when he will return, it’s a very important assignment too, the highly classified kind… What, uh, what business do you have with him?” V flashes a grin, looking at the man “With all due respect sir, my business is between Captain Frakes and me, sir” the man got a kick out of the act but before he could say anything, a soldier on the back appeared to have lost his patience “Didn’t he just tell you, whore? Captain Frakes is away on assignment, now fuck off! This party is for 6th Street only!” the man was still scanning V, and getting tickled in all the right places “Now, now, Walker, take it down a notch” he speaks in a conciliatory manner “The lady here hasn’t done anything wrong, she’s just looking for a man, that’s all. Would be a shame to call this lovely party off and send all these people back to their homes and have Gunner find out, now wouldn’t it?” Walker groans as he just walks back, the elderly man sits on his comfortable chair again “You have to forgive Walker, he means well, he’s loyal, damn good sniper too… And as for you, understand that Captain Frakes’s location is on a need-to-know basis, we need to know why you’re looking for him. I’m, uh, sure you understand” the man sat only to get a better look at V, those long and well-shaped legs, her toned abs, the subtle hint of tan lines, and that cheeky leotard that barely covered her pussy lips, she was filled up in all the right spots. V approaches the man further and bends over to whisper into his ear, she did notice plenty of soldiers just staring at her ass.

“I know of the incident with the Valentinos earlier, and I know of his daughter, I know where she can be found, but Mr. Frakes needs to move fast, please I need to find him” the man grunts, V bending over means he also got a better look at her tits, he even noticed how the leotard was stretched in all the right places “Well… Uh…” he then finally looks up to her, her face wasn’t bad either, barely a scar or two, and she had that naughty look about her “Well, how badly do you need to find the Captain?” V grinned to herself, this was her in and she knew it “Very, very badly… Sir…”.

It wasn’t long until the man had his cock out and V started kissing it softly, her eyes looking up at him “Goddamn… Walker, you better get in on this action, soldier!” but Walker was annoyed, some would even say he was throwing a tantrum. V proceeded to lick the man’s ballsack, her finger slowly caressing his shaft “Well damn it, Walker, if you don’t get it on it, I sure as fuck will!” a female voice was heard, much to the surprise of V. She felt the woman remove her jacket, but also spread her cheeks from behind “The bitch got a fat ass!” V felt a foreign tongue explore her ass cheeks, licking them slowly just before going over the tiny string of her leotard, teasing her slowly “Alright Sarge! Go for it!” someone else yelled, as V assumed the one going to town on her ass was in fact a Sergeant. The older man grabbed V’s head with both hands and without warning, he forced his cock into her mouth “Goddamn… Goddamn…! God… Damn!” the man puffed as he frantically thrusted his hips. Meanwhile, the Sergeant behind her had moved the tiny string from the leotard to the side and slid one of her metallic fingers inside V’s cunt. “How’s that you little bitch? You like my trigger finger!?” The older man didn’t last long and blew his load into V’s mouth, much to her annoyance, but as she got his cock out of her mouth, she moaned feeling the Sergeant use her finger as if it were a dildo “Alright troops! Have fun! Bitch is free for all!”.

V found herself on her feet, her leotard pulled down and her pierced tits exposed, the Sergeant was still ramming her pussy, this time with a second finger inside her. She forced a kiss on the merc, her tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. She felt a hand guiding hers to a hard cock which she instinctively started stroking, the Sergeant bit her bottom lip, as she slid a third metallic finger into V’s eager cunt. “Take it you little slut, you know you want it” she said, almost as turned on as the merc. Another soldier approached, taking her other hand and forcing yet another handjob, V had her hands, quite literally, full, but her few days of being forced to behave had taken a toll on her, and she was ready and willing to give in.

The Sergeant forced V down, as the merc bent just in time for another 6th Street soldier to slap her face with his hard cock. She intensified the speed of her dual handjobs as she felt the Sergeant ram her with her cold, steeled fingers. V herself pictured them as some of the toys the sex shops had for display and moaned loudly into the blowjob. It wasn’t long until the handjobs yielded results, the soldiers were either too drunk, too horny, or too inexperienced to handle a woman like V, and they didn’t take long to blow their load on V’s face and hair. She then stretched her arms forward, wrapping them around the soldier in front of her and pulling him closer to the blowjob.

The merc slid her tongue against the hard cock, flickering it on the glans and swallowing it shortly afterward. The Sergeant had started slapping her plump ass while still ramming her with her cybernetic fingers. As the soldier in front of her also blew his load, the Sergeant pulled V’s hair, forcing her up “Look at you what that slutty face covered in cum, c’mere” V more or less got a good look at the Sergeant, she was definitely in shape, and her eyes had been replaced by optics that, while not as crude as the older man’s, they weren’t as sophisticated as something like Kiroshi. The Sergeant lustfully kissed V, her tongue licking her lips and the cum that was still dripping down her face. The crowd started to jeer at both women, while V wasn’t certain the Sergeant was into it, the merc definitely knew she was. The Sergeant kept licking her face, cleaning her up, finishing with a long, lustful kiss, a delicate thread of both drool and jizz formed between the two women “Now get down and do me, you slut” the Sergeant barked as she undid her pants. V wasted no time, getting on her knees and taking off the Sergeant’s panties, she slid her tongue around her crotch, teasing the seasoned soldier, flickering it against her clit. The Sergeant grabbed V’s head with both hands and pulled her further “No teasing you bitch! Eat my fucking cunt!”.

V slid her tongue into the Sergeant’s pussy, tasting her, enjoying her, and she would bob her head, tongue fucking her. The Sergeant would pant at first, and after a few moments, she even started to moan, louder and louder. V realized someone had approached her and had started ramming the Sergeant’s ass from behind. As the merc tried to catch her breath, another cock was presented to her and she would start stroking it, occasionally sucking on it, until the Sergeant forced her back to her cunt “You’re not done, fuck toy!”. Tasting her more and tongue fucking her more, it didn’t take long for the Sergeant to climax and squirt all over V’s face, finally falling to the floor, exhausted and in ecstasy. Before V would react, she was on the floor, her legs spread open, and another soldier slid his hard cock into her, as she started to moan, another cock slid into her mouth, and a third one into her hand. She was completely stuffed, and she was loving it, she only wished these soldiers would last longer.

V was probably passed around like the proverbial can of open beer from her memories. Bakker nomads taking joytoys from a nearby town into the camp, fucking their brains out and letting everyone in the camp have their turn, as the joytoys ended a mess of fluids, fucked out of their minds, and with no notion of where they were, and how they had gotten there. That was V right at that moment, or at least for the most part. She was catching her breath, cum leaking out of her ass and her cunt, covering her body. The leotard tangled until it only resembled a g-string that barely covered anything at all. She was thankful for the kneepads she chose to add to the outfit at the last second.

As she was about to get up, she sees the old man “Well goddamn baby, that was some goddamn dedication to the goddamn craft of getting fucked, I can’t remember the last time a cum hungry slut went through an entire squad like you just did” the old man seemed especially pleased with himself, despite having been the one who lasted the least “I’m a man of my word though, soldiers should be honest and loyal, and you came through for us. No pun intended” V had gotten up, still feeling exhilarated but focused on what would happen next, the old man then made a call “Captain Frakes? Jules here, there’s a woman here who knows of the Valentino issue back in Heywood and also claims to know where your daughter is and how to get her, she’s waitin’ for you. Uh-huh… Yes sir, will let her know” V had started to get dressed as the old man, Jules, turns to her “Well soldier, today’s your lucky day. Captain Frakes will be here any minute, straighten up”.

V had, for the most part, cleaned herself up and even freshened up. She had put her edgerunner jacket back on and had been discretely scanned the rooftop, in addition to the Sergeant teasing her, she had noticed that the 6th Street soldiers had organized a shooting competition, and the first prize hadn’t been claimed yet: An assault rifle. A closer examination showed it wasn’t just an assault rifle, it was a Smart Gun too. If things got sufficiently complex, that would help her get out of the jam.

A few more minutes pass, and a van parks nearby, V could guess that was Frakes, she waited, looking calm though deep inside she was anxious. The moment the man made his appearance, Jules made his way to receive him “Captain Frakes, sir!” she took the opportunity to ping Orta as she had just promised, she had to get ready now.

A tall black man approached V. He was middle-aged and he kept himself in shape, surprisingly, he had almost no visible chips or implants. “I’m Nolan Frakes” he speaks, his eyes looking into her “I’m told you have information about my daughter, where is she?” V scoffed as she looked at the man “Not so fast choom, I live in Heywood, Valentinos find out I’m here, I’m fucked. Plus, I ain’t doin’ this for free, a girl’s gotta eat” Frakes sighs, looking at Jules, then at V “Typical street rat shit… 1,000 eddies and I forget I ever saw you, deal?” V thinks for a moment “Make it two grand and we are in business” Frakes unholsters his weapon and aims it at V’s head “How about I throw in ‘letting you live’ too? Don’t play games you stupid bitch. 1,000 eddies and I forget your face, I advise you take the fucking deal” V shows her hands, trying to calm him down “Whoa, whoa, okay choom, no need to get heated over it, you got it, let’s talk, alright?” Frakes lowers his gun, nodding “You’re smarter than you look, now start talking, no bullshit and no fucking games”.
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