Continued passionate sex. And something else.

Your hands squeezed Evita’s buttocks tightly. You roughly crushed this plump woman meat. This ass was clearly larger than the previous ass. All the more reason to fuck slut Evita as hard as possible.

The head of your dick unceremoniously rammed Evita’s pussy. You immediately plunged your dick to maximum depth. The pussy of the lustful human slut expanded to the limit. Evita could only make moans and squeals in those moments when she was distracted from licking Amelia's pussy. You continued your powerful movements. Your dick expanded the stretched lustful hole of this bitch Evita.

Passionate sex lasted minute after minute.

You managed to give about a dozen luxurious deep thrusts of your big dick into Evita’s soft and wet pussy before this slutty whore had an orgasm. She whined and squealed as if it was the longest and most intense orgasm of her life.

Then, you pulled your dick out of your stretched, gaping, wet pussy. You got to your feet. After that, you **** two human bitches to lick and suck your big dick. Kneeling in front of you were two young and beautiful human girls, their tongues touching each other as they both sucked and licked your cock. A dick that was wet because you recently fucked the pussy of every one of these pathetic sluts.

After a couple of minutes of diligently sucking your dick, you covered the faces of these horny females with your sperm. The smell and color of this semen was different from the usual smell and color. Light reddish tint. The musky aroma is mixed with the aroma of blood. It is not difficult for you to guess that such physiological differences are due to the fact that you are not human.

However, your two sluts don’t notice anything and enthusiastically lick your cum from each other’s faces. They absorb this liquid without leaving a trace and swallow that liquid as if it were the most delicious food imaginable.

Then lie down on the bed between two female bodies who are enjoying post-orgasmic euphoria. You gently caress these bodies. The girls moan with pleasure.

They cannot resist your actions when, in the midst of caresses, you do something unexpected for them. You bite each of the girls on the neck with your fangs. You drink the blood of each of them. But you don't drink their blood completely. You decide that you could use a source of renewable blood. Let these pathetic human females stay alive. Let them be for you obedient blood vessels that can be used regularly to satisfy your various needs.

You bring each of the girls' faces closer to yours. You look into their eyes.

You say in a commanding tone: “Remember. I'm your master. You are my property. You will carry out my orders. Repeat what I said."

The girls say in unison like submissive puppets: “You are our master. We are your property. We will carry out your orders."

On women's faces there is an expression of absolute submission and adoration towards your person.

You continue: “You will not tell anyone about what happened between us in this room. You won't tell anyone about my person. You will come to me once a month.”

Two human females obediently repeat your words.

You are happy that you have found a convenient and enjoyable way to find food without having to hunt on the city streets.

You rest in bed for another half hour, hugging these two beautiful female bodies.

You find several glasses in the nightstand near the bed. Ironic: usually these glasses are filled with wine. But it is unlikely that the humans who made these things could have imagined that human blood would be a much more appropriate liquid for these glasses.

You mentally chuckle. Your imagination draws you an image of your future sexual orgies, which will be combined with a pleasant “tasting” process.

You lightly fill the glasses with the girls' blood from the small wounds that appeared on their skin due to your fangs. And you drink this blood.

That's all. You can no longer drink blood from these bodies. Otherwise your slaves will die. They need time to restore their vitality. In a month they will come to you and you will have the opportunity to satisfy your appetite again.

You order the girls to get dressed and leave the mansion.

They carry out your order.

After they leave, you slowly get dressed.

Then you return to the main hall, where the masquerade ball continues.

You survey what is happening. It would seem that nothing has changed. Dancing, music, table conversations. Noise and bustle among the guests. You notice Oran clumsily flirting with some richly dressed lady.