Of course she does!

[Holly's POV]

Holly looks at the girls on the bed, her eyes roaming over their fit yet curvy bodies.

"Bedslave" she thinks, looking at the tattoos across their chests. Both girls look up at her longingly, but she understands that they've been conditioned to do that. Charlotte and company must have **** powers of persuasion Holly reasons, wondering if she has the same. Her eyes are drawn to the girls' perky breasts. How badly she wants to sink her fangs into them!

"If you do feed from them though, make sure that you kill them." Holly shudders as she thinks about Lauren's words. She concedes to herself that she's killed, she's been swept up in the moment, swept up in the blood. But the casual way that Lauren talks about **** unsettles her.

Holly goes to the door, checking the handle. Locked she thinks, not sure what else she expected. She looks around the room. It's well decorated, and through a door she sees a large bathroom with a massive tub. As she paces around the room, the eyes of the bedslaves follow her. As expected, no windows. She reaches into her pocket for her phone. Holly knows that she had it in the car, but has no idea when it was lifted from her, or by who. Oh well.

She finds a bottle of blood on the nightstand: the label reads "Sex: Female, DOB: 10/16/1997, Ethnicity: Korean, Type: A". Holly looks at the girls, who have finally seemed to lose interest in her and are lazily kissing on the bed. She twists the cap off of the bottle and takes a deep gulp. Not nearly as tasty as from the vein, but not bad she thinks, taking a few more gulps.

She sips from the bottle as she watches the action on the bed, becoming more and more aroused. The humans fondle each other's breasts, kissing and giggling. Looking at them, Holly can't remember what she ever saw in men. One of the humans begins to suck on the other's neck. The girl who is being sucked on looks at Holly lustily. The image of biting their breasts and thighs rushes through Holly's mind but she suppresses it for now. They have more to taste than just blood Holly thinks as she can smell their aroused pussies.

What the hell Holly thinks, shrugging. She downs the last of the blood, and strips off her clothes walking towards the bed. Naked, Holly kneels on the bed next to the girls, placing a hand on each of their butts. The first girl begins to kiss Holly deeply as the second kisses and sucks on Holly's neck. The first girl is a really good kisser. Trained well Holly thinks. She sucks on the girl's tongue as the girl on her neck kisses her way down to Holly's nipple.

The humans gently nudge Holly to lay down on her back, which she obliges. They lay on either side of her, kissing her, sucking on her neck, as their soft hands caress her belly, her breasts, her thighs. Every nerve seems to be highly tuned since her transformation, sensations are always so intense. As she is worshipped, Holly forgets for the moment that she's a prisoner. The humans' warm mouths feel so good. Holly writhes a bit as she just lays back and enjoys the ministrations of the "cattle".

One of the humans licks her fingers, and moves her hand between Holly's legs. Holly gasps as the human's middle and index fingers start to lightly rub the hood of her clit, pulling it in wide slow circles. Holly strokes the hair of the two humans sucking on her nipples, their tongues flicking deliciously over the stiffening nubs there. The humans hump their damp pussies against Holly's thighs. Holly moans as the human on her right rubs her clit in circles, as the one on the right slides two fingers inside Holly's tight canal. Holly pulls their heads from her breasts to her neck, nudging them both to suck and lick there as they rub her. Holly loves how warm their sexes feel against her. Their skin is so soft and warm. Holly can feel both of their pulses, can hear their hearts. She can sense the blood just under the skin, driving her wild.

The human on her left starts to kiss her way down Holly's body, kissing her chest, her nipples, her tummy, her belly button, her mound. The human kneels between Holly's spread legs and plants soft warm little kisses on Holly's thighs as Holly makes out with the other human. Holly gasps, moaning lewdly, the tongue of the human between her legs makes contact her with aching sex. The human licks Holly's slit in slow, soft strokes, pausing on her clit on each upstroke. Holly grabs the sheets, balling them in her fists, as her head is thrown back, her brow furrowed. As the human licks her, nibbling on her lower lips, sucking on her clit, Holly feels as intense, almost irresistible urge to viciously bite into the human she is kissing. She wonders what it would feel like to climax while she's feeding.

Lauren's warning echoes in her mind: if you feed, you have to kill.