You don't think so, but...

You hold your breath and don't move for a few seconds, staring intently at the two women to see if they noticed you. However, you think you may have got away with it, as the blonde continues to lick Ginger's cunt, tasting all of her juices as they ooze from her pussy. Suddenly, however, Ginger pulls on the blonde's leash, signalling for her to stop. The blonde obediently sits back on her heels and waits. Ginger reaches across to a small table next to her and picks up a small knife. She nonchalantly puts a small slice her wrist and the blonde immediately clamps her mouth over the wound, sucking eagerly.

"You can come out now, John Doe," she says calmly, pulling her top back up and straightening out her skirt with her free hand. You freeze. How did she know you were there? "Come on, now, John, don't be shy." Ginger has a posh English accent, not befitting of her apparent age.

You step forward, your cock still in your hand. Ginger tuts. "Well, well, well...it's good to finally meet you. But what a mess! Sarah?" she says, turning to her ****. "Would you mind cleaning our guest up? Oh, and when you finish, I believe he's spilled something on the floor behind the screen. Do be a dear and clear that up, too." Sarah releases her mistress' wrist from her mouth, nods and crawls over to you. A small smear of blood covers her lips. Without saying a word, she pulls your hand away from your dick and start licking all your cum off your fingers. She then puts your cock in her mouth and sucks on it, teasing it back to fully erect.

"She's a marvellous ghoul. I'd be perfectly lost without her," says Ginger, then she licks the cut on her wrist until it heals up.

"Err...ghoul?" You're having trouble fully concentrating on a conversation while Sarah engulfs your cock.

"Oh, that's right, you're new to this, aren't you? You see, I have taken Sarah under my wing. I fed Sarah my vitae - my blood. It's highly addictive, and after a single sip, you feel like you can't get enough. Sarah feels weak and empty without vitae, and she can't just take it from any Kindred, oh no. It has to come from the one who gave it to you first. It creates a sort of bond between the mortal and the Kindred, a bond that after just a few sips is entirely unbreakable. Sarah here is now entirely at my service, willing...nay, **** to attend to my every whim."

You barely took in half of what Ginger was saying to you, as Sarah's ministrations are bringing you slowly but inexorably toward a second orgasm. "Ugggh..." you say.

"That's enough now Sarah, go and clear up the mess over there," says Ginger, pointing in the corner where you once stood. An odd look passes her eyes for a second, one which might be mistaken for jealousy. Sarah immediately lets go of your cock and crawls to the corner. She bends down and starts licking the jizz off the carpet, her naked bottom winking at you.

"How did you know I was there?" you ask, recovering slightly.

"I have spies everywhere," she replies. "Some Kindred are not as fortunate as you or I, and their embrace transforms them into quite repulsive mutants. These few turn to hiding, and often become very skilled at it. They are my eyes and ears. I would wager that I know more about you than you yourself. Besides, if I didn't know you were here, how do you think I pushed you to masturbate?"

"You...pushed me? Do you have some sort of mind control powers or something?"

"HA HA! Don't be fooled by my appearance. I am older and more powerful than you will ever know. I wouldn't call it mind control, nothing so strong. I can change others' thoughts, to make a bad idea seem like a good idea, if you like. We don't control people like puppets, and usually it doesn't work on other Kindred. However, in your case, I wasn't so much changing your thoughts. You already had them, you naughty boy, I just pushed you in that direction! We Kindred share these abilities and others to varying degrees...you, me, even Tereza. "