Delta City PI #10
by DeannaTroi

This is a work of fiction.  It contains adult material of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.  I don't think I used any characters but my own in this chapter.  Feel free to use Nancy or my other characters in your own stories as long as you keep their character true to what has been shown in these stories.  You can send any feedback to:

troi@hotmail.com

Nancy sat in her office looking out the window glumly.  Well, actually I am looking at the window, thought Nancy.  That window has fifty years of dirt and grime and dead flies on it, so there isn't much light even getting in, let alone letting me look out.

What occupied Nancys thoughts at the moment, was trying to formulate some plan of action.  Her investigation of the Others had seemingly met a dead end for the moment.  How do you investigate demons?  Maybe she needed to find an expert on demons?  Where did you find such a person, assuming he or she even existed?  Nancy doubted you found demon experts in the yellow pages.

Next was her investigation into the death three years ago of her look-alike.  That too was in limbo until she thought of some avenue to pursue.  At the moment, her best hope was that Cyril might be able to discover something which would give her a crack she could start to pry open.

Her third line of investigation concerned Pamela Winston and finding out if she was the source who blabbed to Megan Fitzpatrick.  That might let her find out who had hired the shape shifting Leona Brown and find out why they were displeased enough with her to try and frame her for a murder.

Tackling Pamela seemed like the most promising thing to do, but the detective suddenly forgot all about the former stripper when she heard the sound of the elevator.  There was only one person who used the broken and rusted elevator and Nancy listened to the expected sound of high heels tapping down the corridor, through her outer office and through her open inner office door to stan in front of her desk.

"Hello whore," said Danielle in what the woman probably thought was a warm fuzzy greeting.  The dark haired woman sat down in one of the guest chairs andcrossed her legs, once again revealing her disdain for panties under her short black skirt.

Nancy forced herself not to bristle and put a smile on her face.  The detective was not sure she believed the woman's claims about having the power to create and manipulate an entire universe, but there was no doubting the woman or demoness or whatever she was, was extremely powerful.  She was also one of the Others, the PI had been told to investigate by her mysterious employers.  It felt to Nancy like she was a vet who had been called to the circus to stick her head in the lion's mouth to see why the animal had a tooth ache, and oh yes the lion has not been fed yet today.

"Hello Danielle, what can I do for you today?" asked Nancy.

Danielle gave one of her cold smiles and that made Nancy wish she had found another way to ask that question which was not so leading.  "You humans have a saing I believe, 'business before pleasure' but it is one I never understood.  I think we should get the pleasure out of the way first before we worry about business.  Take your clothes off whore."

Nancy really really wanted to tell Danielle to go fuck herself, but with that tail of hers and her atavistic attitude towards sex, the woman probably did it every day. She would be just as likely to think the comment was an invitation to sex rather than an angry retort.  Then there were her orders to investigate the Others at all costs. and using any means necessary.  She had just been bemoaning the lack of any avenue of investigation, so here was one sitting in her guest chair.  There was always a chance the woman would let something useful slip, and all it would cost Nancy was another pound of her dignity.  Pillow talk was afterall a well known method for obtaining information.

"Of course," the detective replied as meekly as she could and stood up to start unbuttoning her white blouse.  The blonde dropped the garment on the seat of her chair which unbelievablely squeaked under the small weight.  Nancy unhooked her bra and added it to the pile and her 38EE jugs and large pink nipples toppled into view.  Nancy saw Danielle watching her strip with a predator's hunger and slipped out of her skirt and panties to stand there behind her desk naked except for her boots.

"Now lie on your back on yourdesk whore and play with yourself," ordered Danielle.

Nancy tried not to grind her teeth together in anger as she movedaround to the front of the desk as Danielle slid her chair back further from the desk to give her room.  The PI laid down on the cool smooth wood of the desk with her legs dangling over the front of the desk and reluctantly spread them apart to give the watching woman a bird's eye view of her shaved pussy.

"When we first met, I don't believe you had an orgasm," said Danielle conversationally as if discussing the weather.  "I, we, think you might have an inferior and degenerate form of the Aphrodite gene.  I, we wish to study this further, so you will masturbate until you reach a climax.  Proceed."

From vet to lab rat thought Nancy as she reached down between her legs and discovered that her pussy had started to get wet already.  Determined not to give the bitch the pleasure of seeing her blush, the detective began to slide two fingers into her slit, while her other hand searched out her clit and began to rub it gently.  Despite her shame and humiliation at being treated like this, Nancy slowly felt the pleasure in her body start to build.  Her eyes closed and suddenly erotic images began to form in her mind.

While the names and faces came from her own memories, Nancy was certain that Danielle was manipulating and perverting them.  The PI saw Cindy Kelly smiling shyly at her as the red haired policewoman crawled naked on top of Nancy's body.  Then Cindy vanished and she saw Maria kissing her on the lips and reaching between her legs to rub her pussy.  Maria in turn vanished and there was youngJudy Wong, so very naked and lowering her pussy onto Nancy's face.  Similar images followed in rapid succession. Images of Trudy, Sahara, Phoebe and Judy's sister Becky, all performing lewd sexual acts with Nancy.  Then the images shifted again to men who began to fuck her in all her openings.  Robert Hood was sliding his cock into her mouth, Cyril was taking her pussy at long last while Frank rammed his cock up her ass.

It was all too much for Nancy and suddenly she felt her body explode in a climax and her juices gushing from her pussy to soak her thighs and the desk top and drip onto the floor.

"Hmmm, very informative," commented Danielle as Nancy lay there on her back, trying to recover enough breath to speak.  But before she could do that, however, she heard the rustle of clothes being removed and her eyes snapped open just as Danielle grabbed her and pushed her more fully onto the desk and got on top of her.  The lips of the dark haired demoness found Nancy's and her tongue forced its way between Nancys lips.  Danielle pressed her dark nipple tipped breasts into Nancy's and the blonde detective felt the woman's tail slithering and rubbing over her body while it dribbled precum from its penis shaped tip.

Dimly as she tried to weather the assault of the woman on top of her, Nancy could swear she heard the elevator again.  Then just as Danielle's tail delivered a large gob of precum on her lips, Nancy heard another familiar cold voice.

"Ah there is my slut of a sister playing with her little human whore," said Danial as he stood in the doorway of Nancy's office.

"Hello brother dear," said Danielle with no trace of surprise or shame as she continued to press her naked body into that of the detective under her on the desk.  "Why don't you come join us in a little pleasure before we discuss dreary things like business."

Nancy's view of Danial was blocked by his sister, but she seemed to feel Danial give a small shrug.  "Why not, I have not sampled the human's mouth yet."

"Oh, she is very good with her mouth," snickered Danielle.  "Aren't you dear?"

"Yes, very good," agreed Nancy sensing an answer was required to the prompt.

Nancy heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down and Danielle pulled back a bit to position Nancy's head over the edge of the desk so it hung down and gave her brother full access to Nancys mouth and throat.  Then a thick, hot cock was pushed between the blonde's lips and quickly pushed all the way in until the full length was buried in Nancy's throat and a pair of balls rested on her nose.  

Danielle commenced then to grind her body into Nancy, pressing her equally large tits into those of the detective while their pussies rubbed together in erotic friction.  The tails of the demon and demoness stroked and caressed Nancy's nude body, seeming to coat every inch of herskin with their unusually warm sticky precum.  Danial began to thrust his hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of Nancy's mouth with increasing speed and strength that would likely have killed any woman who lacked Nancy's native strength and healing factor.  There was little the detective could do but lie there and take the savage face fucking while Danielle was dangerously close to grinding out another orgasm from the private eye.

Suddenly Danial gave a loud cry and began to blast a massive load of his thick hot seed down Nancy's throat into her stomach and this sent Nancy over the edge into her second orgasm.  Not to be outdone, Danielle gave a strangled cry and the squirting juices of the two women mixed and coated their thighs as their cunts continued to grind into each other.  Nancy felt Danial pull his cock from her drooling mouth and Danielle slide off her and then a hot sticky liquid began to rain down on the startled PI.  Nancy looked up to where the two tails loomed above her, discharging the steady patter of cum on her body like a pair of obscene shower heads.

When they weredone, Danielle got dressed and Danial slipped his cock back into his pants and they both sat down in the guest chairs calmly watchingNancy as if a bug was crawling across the desk.

"Definitely an inferior version of the Aphrodite gene," remarked Danial.  "That would haveproduced the taming reaction in any Aphrodite female."

"Agreed," said Danielle.  "She retains her mind and free will.  I am not sure I like this.  It could be dangerous to us if that ability was somehow given to the Aphrodite heroines."

Danial shrugged.  "Possibly, but I see no real danger of that happening."

"It is also possible that she is totally infertile, even to creatures such as the mutoids," continued Danielle.

"That is extremely troubling, , it might be best to have her killed in order to totally eliminate the danger of her genes somehow contaminating the heroine gene pool." continued Danielle.

"Perhaps," agreed Danielle, "but such a one does have her uses.  That is afterall why we are both heretoday."  Danial nodded and then the demoness turned back to Nancy's recumbant form.  "Sit down in your chair whore.  We now have business to discuss.  Leave yourclothes off.  It pleases me, us to look on yournaked body covered in our juices.  It will also remind you of yourfilthy and lowly nature."

There was the sound of something unsticking as Nancy peeled herself from her desk.  Nancy looked down at the mess on her desk and the puddle on the floor which she was adding to as she stood there dripping cum.  And I just finished cleaning the office thought the PI with disgust as she gingerly moved herclothes from her chair and sat down with a squeak.  Good thing I seem to have been designed to not have PTSD she thought sourly as she regarded her "guests" with no great love and pulled a cum drenched strand of hair out of her eyes.

"So, what is up guys?" asked Nancy in a bright chipper tone of voice, hoping that her apparent lack of reaction to her degredation would at least give her the satisfaction of annoying these assholes.  Nancy's reward was indeed a flicker of displeasure that passed over the faces of brother and sister which made the detective choke down an urge to gigle.

"I, we have a job for you to perform," said Danielle in a repressive cold voice.

Nancy looked from brother to sister.  "Pardon me for beingdense as I am only human afteralll, but I had the impression that you two were enemies.  Yet here you are today and you had no problems in cooperating to fuck my brains out and now you sit there calmly telling me that you want me to do a job for the both of you."

Danial waved his hand in a dismissive gesture.  "Sex is nothing," the demon said.  "Our kind has no problem sharing a worthless whore such as yourself.  Indeed, if you wish to learn more about that, we could bring you to one of our gatherings.  It might be very instructive to see just how much sexual attention you can withstand from a few hundred of our kind."

Nancy swallowed hard at that suggestion.  "Um,perhaps another time.  You mentioned a job?" she went on quickly to forestall any more conversation along that particular line.

For once, Danielle looked a little uncomfortable as she started to explain.  "I,we gather our power from the sexual activity of humans, especially that from the Aphrodite whores.  The more depraved and perverted the sex, the more energy and gratification it gives us.  We do not, however, absorb that energy directly.  You do not need all the details, but there is a mechanism that is used.  It is not a machine as you humans might think of it,but the  term mechanism will have to suffice for your limited intelligence.  This mechanism has many points that we call nexuses that concentrate the sexual energy for our use.  One of the nexuses is malfunctioningand I, we require you to investigate and correct this.  The dispute between my brother and myself is merely about which of us is most fit to rule ourpeople, but this malfunction affects us both and hence we have come together on this issue."

"I see," said Nancy as she impatiently wiped another strand of cum saturated hair from her face.  She made sure to hide her excitement.  This was precisely the kind of information she needed to gather and made the humiliation she had just undergone and was still undergoing she thought ruefully, as she watched cum drip from her chin onto the desk worth it.  Her employers had said the restaurant was a nexus, so learning the location of another one might be a step to pinpointing more of them and finding a way to neutralize them and the demon's power.  "Where is this nexus?" she finally asked her guests.

Danial frowned at Nancy as if reading her intentions, but didn't say anything as he produced his phone and called up a map which he showed to the detective.  It is located in a small dezert  town called  Valley Springs, about 300 miles south-east of Delta City.  More specifically, it is located in a cave nearthat town.  Turn on your phone and I will beam you the map which will guide you to the precise location."

Nancy pulled her phonefrom the pile of clothes she had dumped onto the floor from her chair and tried not to get cum all over it as she turned it on.  There was a beep from her phone and Nancy found herself looking at a copy of the map on her screen.  "This is all fine and good, but I have no clue as to how I would be able to fix this mechanism of yours."

"It may be entirely selfevident once you see it," put in Danielle.  "If not, you are to send us pictures and we can advise you."

"Why don't you just go yourselfs?" askedNancy witha frown.

"That is beyond your concern whore," said Danial sharply.  "You will just do as you are told andstop asking questions of your betters."  The demon then paused as if thinking something over.  "I think it might be best to send someone with you to make sure you remember your place.  I think I will have Tendril accompany you."

Danielle gave her brother a sharp look.  "If you are going to send Tendril, then I insist on sending someone I can trust along as well."

"You don't trust me sister?" mocked Danial.

Danielle gave a snort but said nothing to her brother.  Instead, the dark haired demoness turned back to regard Nancy.  "It is settled, our representatives will meet you outside your apartment at dawn tomorrow."

Nancy felt herself almost overcomewith dismay at the thought of a six hour car ride with someone asdangerous and nasty as Tendril, and she doubted anyone Danielle would pick could be any better.  There didn't however, seem much point in protesting the plan.  "Fine, tell them to pack their own lunches.  I won't be feeding them."

The two siblingdemons ignored Nancy's comment and stood up to go.  Danielle paused at the doorway and turned to Nancy.  "Remember," she began.

Nancy cut her off.  "Yeah, yeah, I know.  Cross you and die."

The two demons didn't say another word, merely nodded and left.  A moment later, Nancy heard the sound of the elevator going down.

"Now if they could only channel their powers for building maintenance instead of evil, thought Nancy as she sat there dripping cum over everything.

A moment later, thinking that she heard someone in the corridor just outside her office, the detective got up and walked naked through her outer office to look.

"I swear I heard the elevator working," said Abigail Stearns who stopped dead in her tracks when she got a good look at Nancy.  The detective could see the brown haired woman processing the dried and caked on cum that covered most of Nancy's body and the white crusty gunk in her blonde hair and also see the sneer forming.  "Well, I see you have been working hard.  You have got to be the most disgusting whore in the city and that is saying a lot!"

"Hello Gabby," said Nancy using the woman's hated nickname.  "The elevator is still broken.  Too bad we don't know someone in building management, so we can get it fixed.  If you think you heard it move then I am afraid you are delusional."

Gabby gave a snort of derision. "I probably just heard the sounds of your whoring and mistook them for the elevator," sneered the woman as she seemed to be having problems not staring at Nancy's cum covered boobs.

Seeing that, Nancy reached up and broke a chunk of dried cum from around her nipple and bit off a bite and started to chew it while looking Gabby right in the eye. "Mmmm delicious, did you want to try some?" she asked and thrust out her chest at the other woman.

Gabby turned a very interesting shade of red, and turned and marched on her heel downstairs.

Guess not," called Nancy and finished eating the chunk of cum before she remembered she had just done it to grosss Gabby out.  Well, she seemed to have succeeded at something at last.

* * *
Nancy decided it was time to tackle Mr. Wong about what he might know about what was going on.  After she had a shower of course.  Accordingly, the detective put on just her trench coat, locked up her office and headed for her apartment.  She had just parked and gotten out of her car, heading for her apartment steps, when Becky Wongand her mother Katy came out of the restaurant.  They saw Nancy and stopped dead in their tracks staring at the PI.

"Holy crap  Detective Boobs," said Becky.  "Did you get a bukkake?"

Nancy sighed.  "Yes, something like that," she agreed.

Becky took out her phone.  "I gotta get a picture of this.  Judy will never believe me!  Please open your coat Detective Boobs"

Nancy glanced over at Katy Wong, sure the girl's mother would be shocked and angry, but she just gave her daughter an indulgent smile.

"You might s well humour her," said Katy and she gave her lips a lick.  "I must admit I am curious too."

 A slightly dazed Nancy unbelted her trenchcoat and opened it wide like a flasher as both Katy and Becky got an eyeful and the young girl snapped several pictures.

Katy leaned in close to Nancy's breasts and took a sniff.  "Smells like demon cum," and she raised an eyebrow inquisitively.

"Yep," agreed Nancy.  "I think I need to talk to Mr. Wongabout a few things."

Katy nodded.  "He is in the kitchen, but perhaps you might want to clean up first."

Nancy nodded an emphatic agreement and went in to shower.

It took a long shower and many rinsings before Nancy felt clean.  God, she had dried cum between her toes and she had kept her boots on.  How was that even possible?

Mr. Wong didn't look surprised to see Nancy when she pushed open the kitchen door.  "Ah hello Detective Boobs, what can I do for you?"

"I need to talk to you about a few things," said Nancy.  "For starters, tell me about nexus points."

If she had hoped to provoke a surprised reaction from Mr. Wong, the detective was disappointed.  "Yes, it is perhaps time to discusss things.  First though, please put on some gloves and you can help me make pizza."

The blonde private eye took a pair of disposable gloves from the box on the counter and under Mr. Wong's directions began to add the cheese, tomato paste and toppings to several pizza crusts layed out on the stainless steel counter.  Finally the old man gave Nancy a sidelong glance and asked, "You are not from this world?"

Nancy hesitated for only a second and then nodded.  "I have not told anyone else this, but yes I am not from this world.  I came here only about a year ago.  I was sent to investigate this rather strange city."

Mr. Wong nodded.  "You are now Red Dragon Clan.  All members of the clan will take your secrets to their deaths before betraying them."

Nancy dipped her head in thanks.

"I think you have led an interesting life," observed Mr. Wong as he slid the first pizza into the oven.  "We in Red Dragon Clan are not magic users.  We are warriors," and then he looked down at the pizza he was holding "and damn good cooks too!"

Nancy nodded again.  "I don't want to pry Mr. Wong, but there are some things I need to know.  There are some big things at stake."

Now it was Mr. Wong's turn to nod.  "You areRed Dragon Clan now.  You became that when you put your life on the line to save my granddaughter.  As I said, we are not magic users, but I knew the moment I saw you that you were special.  You were different.  I have been watching you carefully long before you saved Judy.  I think you are a warrior worthy of Red Dragon Clan."

"Thank-you," replied Nancy softly as she started work on the next group of pizzas.  "I was told this restaurant is a nexus in some kind of mechanism or device.  There are some very powerful people or maybe demons who are pressuring me.  I need to learn as much about them and things like nexus points in order to fight them"

Mr. Wong took a pizza from the oven with a longhandled wooden paddle and slid it into a box and Jason Wong came in and picked it up to deliver it.  

"Nexus points are points of great magic," said Mr. Wong after a pause for thought.  "they may be a magical object, a being of great power or perhaps a portal to another world.  You might call them other dimensions or realities or universes.  Some would be better described as hells."

"I was told there is a nexus in this building," said Nancy.  "Can you tell me exactly where?"

Mr. Wong boxed up another pizza and Jake Wong came in to pick this one up. Then the old Chinese man gave Nancy a rather sheepish look.  "It is located in your shower."

Nancy gaped at him.  "What?  You are telling me that a doorway to some kind of hell is located in my shower?  The one I use every day?  The one I just finished spending an hour in?"

"Yes," said Mr. Wong putting another pizza in the oven.  "A very nasty hell too!"  Mr. Wong gave a little chuckle when he saw the appalled look  on Nancy's face.  "But we make sure there is lots of hot water for you." 

"Gee thanks," muttered Nancy adding the cheese to a pizza.

Mr. Wongpatted her shoulder.  "Sorry, bad joke.  The nexus is in your shower, but it is tightly sealed shut.  There is no danger, or at least not much.  I figure that if it comes open, you be the best person to handle it."

"Or the first person on the menu of the nasties who come through," grumbled Nancy as she added the tomato sauce to the pizza.

"Oh, it should be ok.  We had a sorcerer supreme seal it up good. He is a very strange man, but he comes by to get pizza now and then and we have him check it."

"Hopefully not when I am in the shower," said Nancy as she added the peppers and meat slices to the pizza.

"He is good looking man, a doctor," said Mr. Wongsliding another pizza from the oven.  "You might not mind him finding you naked in shower."

Nancy rolled her eyes and passed Mr. Wong the completed pizza.  "Is everyone in this world obsessed with sex?"

Mr. Wong shook his head. "No,but I am afraid that Red Dragon Clan has also a reputation for its sexual openness"

"Really?  I hadn't noticed." said Nancy in a slightly sarcastic tone and started work on the next pizza..

Mr. Wong flashed her a smile.  "I am sure you didn't Detective Boobs.  Then of course there is the ancient prophecy made to one of my ancestors centuries ago."

"Oh?" said a doubtful Nancy as she looked at the older Chinese man.

Mr. Wong gave another nod.  "I am translating and somewhat paraphrasing you understand.  Prophecy say that one day a white woman with huge soft hooters will join Red Dragon Clan and will..." he stopped.
.

"And will what?" asked the detective.

Mr. Wongshrugged.  "I do not know.  That ancestor was notoriously cheap. He paid the oracle for the prophecy, but when she wanted more money, he refused to pay.  So we got half a prophecy."

"So you mean to tell me that for centuries, Red Dragon Clan has been waiting for a," Nancy paused to give Mr. Wong a mild glare.  "Waiting for someone with large breasts to come along.  That sounds a bit farfetched and maybe just a bit creepy from my point of view."

Mr. Wong gave her a beatific smile.  "Well, it has been a great excuse over the years to grope a lot of big white tits."

Nancy couldn't help but to roll her eyes yet again.  "I would think that would have caused a bit of trouble over the centuries."

"Not as much as you would think," disagreed Mr. Wong.  "Stupid Chinese not understand western ways.  Not realize it is inappropriate."  There was a definite twinkle in the old man's eyes as he said this.

"Hmm, I have noticed that sometimes your English is much better than at other times.  Your sentence structure and use of idioms seems to come and go," said Nancy as she gave Mr. Wong another mild glare.

Really?  I hadn't noticed," replied Mr. Wongwith feighned innocence and a good deal of imitation of her earlier tone. "
  "But to get back to your question about the nexuses.  One of the reasons Red Dragon Clan exists is to protect those portals.  To make sure they remain closed and protect this universe.  We do not do this for all the nexuses.  Thereare too many, but we do what we can for the most dangerous. It is why we moved to this city and bought this building.  We know that there are beings, demons perhaps as you say  who can draw power from these nexus points.  We cannot prevent them from doing this.  Such use weakens the wards unless we  are careful to have them renewed on a regular basis.  More than that , I do not know.  If you can find a way to prevent these beingsfrom using the nexus points, that would be most welcome."

"These beings want me to try and fix a nexus point that is malfunctioning," said Nancy.

"These beings are evil," said Mr. Wong taking a pizza from the oven.  "But a malfunctioning nexus point could be very bad.  Where is it located?"

"Valley Springs," said Nancy as she started work on another pizza. "I am supposed to travel there tomorrow morningwith a couple of travel companions not of my choosing."

Mr. Wongpaused again in thought.  "I do not know much about that nexus.  It is a fairly strong one, but not a portal.  I will see if there is anyone I know there who might be able to help you if needed."

Nancy thanked him and then Mr. Wong handed her a pizza.  "This one is yours.  You will need to eat and rest for your trip.  I wish you good luck and thank you for your helpp.  Both with the demons and the pizza!  Also, I thank you for showering before coming to help me in the kitchen.  Becky texted me the pictures she took of you.  Very messy indeed."
* * *

After eating, Nancy phoned both Cindy and Cyril to let them know she was going to be out of town for at least a day.  The blonde figured that with a six hour drive each way, it was likely she would have to spend at least one night away from home.  Cindy wished her well and invited Nancy to go to a movie when she got back.  Cyril had a bit of promising news.  He had managed to find out the name of the EMT who had responded to the beach call.  The woman, Roberta Sanchez, said she didn't know much, but would be glad to talk to Nancy.  The detective got the woman's phone number and texted her to say she had to go out of town for a few days, but would call when she got back.

Before undressing for bed, Nancy went into her bathroom and gave the shower a suspicious look.  No sign of some inter-dimensional portal opening into hell, so she sighed and went to bed.  It looked like it was going to be a long day tommorow. 

The End