The clever way

You decide that low-key might be the way here. Besides, if that fails, you can always fall back on the bone-breaking and intimidation method.

"Yeah, gotta get my rocks off before work", you answer the madam. Who raises an eyebrow, seeing that you're heavily armed. But she smoothly glides forward and produces a datapad.

"Just swipe your credstick here and Peaches here will be yours for an hour of unrivaled magic", she throatily whispers to you. She's either sucked miles and miles of dick in her life or alternatively drank gallons and gallons of whiskey to produce a voice like that. Perhaps both. Probably both. Yeah, definitely both.

Grinning, you swipe your credstick and your co-processor notes that your account only dwindled down by three hundred. That isn't high praise for Peaches, considering that the madam probably doubles her normal price for trolls. You grab her arm and she listlessly follows you up the stairs. Spotting an empty room, you push her on the bed, kick the door closed and easily push the big wardrobe against it. No-one is going to sneak up on you now. Unless they got secret doors in the walls. Fuck, you remember an old game of D&D where goblins came through the walls - ALL the walls - but this isn't the fantasy world, so they probably only have the room wired for recording "amateur" porn or something.

Peaches don't react when you unzip and fish your limp dick out. She seems to be pretty out of it as her eyelids droop.

"Hey girl, wake up and get to work", you tell her, slapping her cheeks with your now-hardening dick. That gets her attention. She kneels on the bed and cradles your cock with both hands, first kissing it, then licking it and finally engulfing the meaty head in her little mouth, suckling it like a baby. She's no Fox, that's for sure, but it does get your blood flowing.

"Come on now, take more", you encourage her verbally. She pretends she didn't hear you, so you place one massive hand on the back of her head and pull her face closer but just a little. The little whore perks up at that and starts jerking your shaft while pushing herself deeper, getting about half of your dick inside her mouth. You feel hitting her tonsils, so that's as far as it's going to go, since you don't feel like brutalizing her, so you just leave your hand on her head as a motivator.

She keeps sucking you but after the Fox-treatment, the blowjob isn't really doing it for you, so you push her back and flip her around. If she stands on the ratty bed, her ass is just about right height.

"Lean against your knees", you command and she obeys. It's kinda weird that she hasn't said a single thing. Maybe she's mute. You rip her t-back off to get full access. Her butt is really skinny and pale as the ghost of a Ku Klux Klan member. Still, you're determined to get your money worth out of her, so you grab her hips with both hands, line up and -

"FUCK!"

Whoa. You're so surprised by her sudden outburst that you stop moving, having barely gotten your angry red helmet inside her shaved little snatch.

"Jesus fucks you're big, take it easy, please", she whimpers. Now we're getting somewhere!

"Deep breaths doll, deep breaths", you tell her and continue pushing in. You could shrink your dick but this feeling of barely being able to push in is pretty sweet. Her cunt is getting hotter and wetter by the second and you realize that she's using one hand to rub her clit, while the other is leaning against her knees, her back at 90-degree angle. The pressure is heavenly. Her mouth might not be worth much but her pussy is earning your hearty recommendation. You bump against her cervix at the same time as your groin meets her butt cheeks - perfect timing. Her eyes are closed tight and she's whimpering and moaning and cursing all the same time. It's surprisingly sexy.

"Time for the rodeo!" You exclaim but then wince. Man, that was corny. The only thing missing is some cheesy saxophone playing in the background. Oh well, maybe you're not cut out to be a porn star. Just in case, you wave at the walls.

Peaches seem to have calmed down a little during your introspection, so you grab her strawberry blond hair with your right hand, yanking her head back. Her eyes pop open, her mouth in a perfect circle. You don't give her any time to recover, as you pull almost completely out, slap her ass with your left hand and push all the way in. Even though she's gotten very wet, that still churns a scream out of her, which in turn prompts you to do it again.

And again.

And again.

As your pace accelerates, you forgo the ass-slapping. It's difficult enough to keep her upright, as her arms are flailing and her legs shaking. You don't have to struggle for long though, as your cum is already ready to flow. You release both her hip and her hair and poor Peaches falls flat on her face on the bed. A second later, you swing your dick over her butt, coating two-thirds with your cum.

"Oh boy, that hit the spot", you jovially tell her, as you lean forward and grab her hair again.

"Hey Peaches, time's not up yet. Clean me up", you tell her, bringing her glazed face into your groin. She weakly tongues around your dick, getting it mostly clean but gets a horrified look in her eyes as you grow erect mere millimeters from her face.

"Hey Peaches, I heard a crazy story about this place", you start, as you manhandle the whore on her belly and get on the bed, which creaks alarmingly. You use your knees to push her legs wide open, while your left arm, laying over her shoulders, easily keeps her pinned to the thin mattress. You use your right hand to guide your enhanced crotch rocket towards her anus.

"Yeah, a crazy story about this elf dude who banged in here at some point last night. Pretty early, before midnight", you continue in a friendly tone.

"I don't know anything", Peaches whimpers against the bed.

"Now Peaches, I don't believe you at all. Place like this, you girls must gossip all the time", you tell her, leaning down enough that your dick pressed between her cheeks, touching her rosebud.

"I think you know exactly who I'm talking about and what happened to him", you continue, leaning down. She's clenching her butt closed as hard as she can but she might as well try to stop a freight train with her bare arms.

"Now I don't know if you realize but I don't just have a massive troll cock. I have a cybernetic, massive troll cock. Meaning that I can grow it at will", you explain and to emphasize, your dick rapidly expands, pushing her anus open, the head inching slightly inside.

"OKAY FUCK! STOP! I'll tell you what I know! Just don't tear my ass, PLEASE!" Peaches sobs. You get up and release her. She sits up and hugs her knees against her chest, which does put her still-wet pussy on display. But business first. Well, second but before more pleasure.

"Yeah, this elf came in, around eleven or so, wearing all this cool gear and stuff. He flashed some money around and wanted to hide. Madam wouldn't let him unless he joined the house, so he did. Amber took him to her room. We got a couple of girls here with a little extra, you know, some guys love it", she whispers in a low voice, as if she doesn't want to be overheard.

That's suspicious. You let your dick go limp and zip up.

"This big blond guy, a human, came in a bit later. He had a chat with the madam and went straight to Amber's room. I'm not sure what happened, I was blowing this other guy when the blond guy came back down, carrying a girl. He said something to the madam and left", Peaches goes on, staring at his knees.

Your cyber ears pick up faint movement outside the door. Someone is trying to be sneaky. Your hands move to the handles of your assaults rifles, all casual like.

"So madam went up to see Amber about something but she soon stormed down, super angry, shouting about Amber running away. Dunn, he's the tech guy, said that they'll track her easily but something must have gone wrong or I don't know, they were all angry and madam said that Dunn ain't ever getting any free nookie and Dunn went all red and stormed off, which is quite funny since he's short and fat even for a dwarf", Peaches monologues, though her tone is getting more playful. Seems that the shock is giving way and whatever shit is floating through her system is regaining control.

You switch your radar on, send out a pulse and, sure enough, four guys are just outside the room, all with guns.

"So what happened then, Peaches?" You ask, just casually stepping to the side.

"Nuh-uh, nuh-nuh-nutting, I swear mister", Peaches wails.

At that moment, one of the guys outside kicks in the door. He must have thought they were being very clever, sneaking like a bunch of ninjas. As the door gave in, it hit the wardrobe and stopped cold - but the unlucky bouncer had too much momentum and his foot went through the flimsy door, getting stuck at the knee and bent in a weird angle, between the door and the wardrobe.

"SHIT FUCK PISS GODDAMIT!"

The guy does have a pretty impressive vocal range. You pull out your rifles and let them answer. You walk the bullets through the wall, trusting your radar. Takes about three seconds. Eject empty magazines, put in fresh ones, recover empty ones. Waste not, want not.

You push the wardrobe to the side and sneak a peek. Four bloody corpses litter the hallway, with bullet holes and blood everywhere. Somewhere a woman is screaming. Must be fresh meat - an experienced whore would know better than to attract attention during a firefight. You turn back and look at Peaches. She stares at you, seemingly out of it once more.

You did treat her like shit. And you'd like to think you're a good guy. Well, mostly good guy. Decent. Ish, with some redeeming qualities. Besides, she could be useful in the future. At least she knows what Amber looks like.

You open your commlink and call your boss.

"Talk to me Bear, tell me good news" is how he opens the conversation. For a moment, you wonder whether he's another player or just an NPC. Food for thought.

"Hey, I solved one part of our mystery. Lynx was hiding in the whorehouse, pretending to be a woman. That Sebastian dude dragged one girl from here but I guess it wasn't the right one if they are still looking. I'm gathering more information", you explain, all business-like.

"Okay, good start. Keep at it", he says curtly, getting ready to cut the link but you quickly pop off a question:

"Hey boss, I got my own place, right?"

He looks at you weirdly.

"Yeah, in that rat hovel over at the Barrens, where most of my muscle sleep. You got the penthouse all for yourself, though I'm not sure if you're worth it", he growls and cuts off the connection.

Huh. A penthouse? You double-check your commlink and sure enough, home sweet home. Though it's pretty far - maybe five or six kilometers from here.

"Oh wow, the colors..." Peaches mumbles, lying on the bed. You look at her more closely. She's actually pretty cute. A button nose, big eyes, even if her lips are bit thin. Her hair is in awful shape but a hot wash and a good hairdresser could probably salvage it. Her breasts are quite small but her nipples are surprisingly big and do look very tasty, just a lovely pink shade. She's really skinny, arms and legs mere sticks. Probably weighs forty kilos if that. And is **** off her tits.

"Fuck, let's play the brave sir Lancelot", you say to yourself. Holstering one gun, you pick her up and, like a sack of potatoes, throw her over your shoulder.

Your radar shows that there's a whole bunch of people crowded downstairs. You do need to question the madam but you're not sure that you can take out over ten armed guys without getting Peaches or, accidentally, the madam killed. On the other hand, the hallway is empty and there's a fire door at the other end.