The white-haired girl on the left

I walk towards the white haired girl.

“Ah, Kelly. She is a tasty morsel. Thralled her back in Offaly, Ireland. Like the Guinness, she tastes amazing.” Jasmine informs. She walks towards the other girl.

“Hello, vampire. I am Kelly, Jasmine’s thrall. Come with me, my room is to the left.” Kelly says. She sounds hypnotised and is comfortable with it.

I follow Kelly into a candle-lit room. Kelly lies down on a stone table beside the door. As I enter, the door slowly closes. Kelly ushers me closer.

“I’m ready for my feed, master.” She says as she stretches her arms and legs outwards into some chains. I go to the chains and lock her limbs to them. She is spread out like a star on the stone table. I drag my hand up to her chest from her left leg. She feels warm and smooth.