She goes to the bar

"I think I will have a drink" Samantha takes a turn into a dark street, countless aliens and humans lying on the street either dead or drunk. Loud voices of either fighting, crying or moaning could be heard from the shabby buildings either side of her.

She tightens her hold on the cloak and walks into a what looks like a bar. "THE THREE DICKED ALIEN" the letters were made by bright neon lights with a picture of a human woman getting double penetrated by a couple of droids.

"Charming" Samantha thinks to herself as she walks in. "Not bad, pretty decent, considering it is in sector 6."

The establishment had about 9 tables arranged in a 3*3 fashion. At the far end was the bar, behind it stood a bored 'titien', a race of furry aliens who looked lot like bears from earth but only smaller and slimmer. The one at the bar stood at 5' and was covered with white fur. There was a staircase next to bar, probably leading to private rooms. Bars in sector 6 are mostly brothels as was evident here by a number of scantily clad human women who were taking orders from customers while trying to fend off groping hands, tentacles or claws.

Samantha sits in one of the booths at the corner, closer to the exit. Soon a fair, dark haired girl, who looked like she was about 20, comes to take down Samantha's order. The girl was kind of cute, dressed in a black tank top, a pink thong and fish net stockings. The tank tops hugged her slim yet curvy body and showed a generous amount of her C cup boobs. Her ass cheeks covered by only by a piece of thread had received many smacks, as each cheek was a bright shade of red.

"Hello and welcome to THE THREE DICKED ALIEN, may I take your order?" The girl asks surprisingly enthusiastic.

"I'll have a titien special, neat, and oh, what time do you get off?"

"we are always ready to ser- ohhhh..." She was cut off by an 'Aquian', a race of intelligent cephalopods similar to octopuses and squids back on earth, but they can breathe air and are able to support themselves on their tentacles.

The aquian, who was sitting in the booth next to Samantha, had inserted one of his many tentacles inside the girl's ass.
"As..sss I was saying, I a...m always fu...ck ready to ser.... serve cust...omers, where... where do you wa...n..t me?" The girl begins to breathe heavily, her legs wobbling slightly.

"Get yourself a drink and join me in my booth"

"As yo...u wish", the girl then slowly removes the tentacle from her ass, moaning slightly, turns and walks to the bar. The Aqian snickering, returns to his conversation with two other of its species.

The girl soon returns with a glass of clear liquid for Samantha and a beer for herself. Placing the drinks on the table, the girl asks

"Should I get naked, sir?"

"No need, just take a seat, I need to talk to you"

"Alright, but I charge 50 credits per hour"

"Fine" samantha pushes her credit chip to the girl. "You worked her for a long time, right? Heard anything interesting from your clients lately?"

"Hmmmm..." the girl begins to think, "Well yesterday I had a really small Anien, he was just going on and on about how much he loved me - but wait, I remember, there was a particularly talkative 'Ortagian', he was fucking my ass and going on about ho-"

"Wait! You let a ortagian fuck you up your ass?" Samantha was shocked. Ortagian are huge aliens, standing at over 8' tall, they were extremely muscular with a thick brown skin. They are mostly used by mercenary captains as foot soldiers. They are not very smart, but can follow orders very well. If a ortagian swears his/her life for you, they will follow your every command even if it means their ****. The closest resemblance to an ortagian would be an Orc from human fantasy novels. Ortagian dicks range from a minimum of 10" to about 2' long and is at least 5" in diameter. Samantha herself had fucked only a handful of ortagians and had taken them only in her pussy.

"Yeah, I am pretty much used to him, he is a regular, he is one of the smaller ones, only 11", so anyway, he was babbling on how he was going to become a millionaire and how he will buy me and make me his personal whore, the usual. What made me interested was that he said that they had kidnapped a prince of some species and were demanding a king's ransom."

"He is a mercenary right?"

"Yeah, goes by the name Have. I think he works for a Yertgren mercenary, don't know his name though."

"You said he's a regular right?, that means he's from here?"

"Yeah, Have usually loiters around the intersection at poison alley. His brother, Gave works as a bodyguard at an yertgren pawn shop there. Have and his younger brother Mave usually hang out with him at that shop, if they don't have a mission."

"When did he say he will come and buy you?"

"I think he said a couple of days and that was yesterday night"

"Fine, thanks for your service, you can keep the change" Samantha tosses the credit chip at the girl and before she could reply, Samantha had left the bar.

"That was certainly useful" Samantha thinks to herself as she begins to walk back to her ship.

"I could investigate Rebecca's ship which could also be a dead end or I could find out when the mercenaries are going to get their ransom and steal it from them."

"That will mean, I ll have to find out where they are keeping the prince and the ortagian is my only lead. Ortagians are particularly fond of human women and I am sure I will be gangbanged by three ortagrian brothers, but that will give me ample opportunity to place a tracer on Have..."

She reaches an intersection, to her left is poison alley and to her right is her ship.

"Well Samantha, what do you want to do?" She asks herself.