You go back to your friends.

Trapped, you’ve been trapped all your life: trapped by your education first, education on morality and proper behavior imposed by your parents; trapped by your dreams, dreams formatted by the media and your own narrow mind, trapped in your job, from eight to six every day stuck behind a desk doing the bidding of an old wage ****; and to flee from that you were about to put yourself the worse leach there is: marriage. But this nice little party has freed you, freed you from the little golden prisons it took you a life of dedication to lock yourself in. And this freedom you intend to share it because you know your friends deserve this freedom too.

When you push the door to the V.I.P. room, your friends turn around to welcome you back with a round of applause. But the hands stop in mid air, at least the hands that haven’t been touched by grace yet. Mary and Susan clap’s hardly cover the scream that come from Janet throat. You look down. You’re still naked and covered in blood. You crumble to the floor.

Ally and Janet rush towards you. Bree takes out her phone. She starts dialing but Susan is already on her, swiftly sinking her fangs in her wrist. The pain combined with the pleasure makes her drop the phone. Mary steps between them and you hiding Susan’s turning of Bree.

Your remaining two friends are by your side, Janet, who was a nurse in a previous life starts looking for wounds on your body. Ally has tucked your head between her arms, she gently combs your hair.

“What the fuck happened to you?” she asks.

“I don’t… I don’t remember…” you reply in a weak voice.

Janet finally finds the bite marks on your pussy.

“What the fuck is this,” she asks.

“I…” you answer.

Mary’s eyes are laughing; she seems to approve the perverted little show you’re putting up for your friends.

“Come on, try to remember…”Ally continues.

“I remember the stripper… I remember he tried to **** me…”

“****? The stripper? This guy bit you!” Janet says finding the bites on your shoulder.

She turns to Mary.

“That was a fucking great idea to take us here. A fucking biting **** stripper! The best idea you ever had!”

Mary shrugs looking sorry. Well not that much…

“Susan, Bree what the fuck are you two doing back there, can you fucking call the police, god damn it!”

Susan’s fangs leave her victim for a second to answer, forcing a loud moan out of Bree’s throat.

“Right away, just let me finish with this.”

“Finish? Fuck it, Susan! I can’t find her pulse! Mary stop standing there and call them.”

“Me? Why should I? Susan will take care of that as soon as she’s finished. It’s not like they could do anything at this point. Can’t you see she’s already dead?”

Janet still looking at Mary, you reach for Ally’s hand on your face and bite her. She screams in surprise. You let her go enjoying the delicious taste of her blood falling on your face. But the aphrodisiac toxin you injected in her bloodstream has already reached her brain’s pleasure centers and she starts feeling a terrifying tingling sensation rushing towards her guts. Her eyes fill with tears as her pussy fills with cum. She looks with fascination at the twin round marks you left on her hand.

Janet stops. All her thoughts have disconnected at the sight of your fangs, your blood covered fangs. Picking up your own image in her mind you must confess that you’re very hot indeed. Janet jumps backwards trying to move away from you, but she ends up stuck between Mary’s legs. She looks up. Mary looks down showing her fangs.

“Oh darn,” she says, “you foiled us.”

Janet’s looks back at you. You take over her mind.

She crawls back. You spread your legs and let her work her magic. Ally, still under the marvelous effect of your saliva’s toxin, extends her bleeding hand towards you like begging for you to bite her again. You gladly indulge her. Janet’s tongue on your labia fills you with lustful delight while Ally’s blood fills you with liquid ecstasy.

Mary kneels behind Janet, uncovers her ass and sprinkles it with beautiful bites marks.

Your bachelorette party is over now. Not exactly as you planned but seeing your friends enjoying each other around you can only be grateful for Mary’s surprise.

Leaving Susan’s pussy between Ally’s expert fingers you apologize to the others as you still have a little matter to attend to tonight.