Summer new school

Gabriela, sitting at the back of the class, observes as Principal Hendricks introduces her new neighbor to the rest of her comrades. For a moment the two girls’ gazes cross. The new thrall bows her head to her Mistress in respect. She is impatient for recess to start so she can introduce all her friends to her new goddess.

Gabriela did not understand right away what had happened to her the night before. Breakfast had been awkward with all the lustful thoughts mixing with her excruciating thirst but, after having to run back into her house to get the sun screen, she started suspecting something. Sitting in the back of the bus, squeezed between Mariam and Camilla, surrounded by the delicious scent of their blood, she started to understand.

Camilla, now sitting two rows in front of her with her scarf barely covering the fresh wounds on her neck, had been the source of Gabriela’s epiphany.

***

As the bus turned into the school street, the new thrall had nested her head in the recess of the neck of her friend and her new instincts had taken over. Surrounded by unsuspecting fellow students, she had gently pierced the skin of her friend’s neck and drank blood for the first time. The revelation had come (simultaneously with Camilla – everybody had made fun of her): her neighbors were not serial killers. They certainly had a **** count high above any serial killer’s, dead or alive, but they were something else and now she was something else too.

Getting out of the bus, Gabriella had dragged a dazzled, confused, ashamed and extremely horny, Camilla through the hallways of the school to the girl’s bathroom on the third floor.

“What are we doing here?” Camilla had asked as Gabriella closed the door, “we are going to be late for class...”

“We have to take care of that blood.”

“What blood?”

“The blood on your shirt...”

Facing the mirrors, Camilla had seen the bite mark and the blood pouring onto her pink laced blouse.

“Shit! My mom is going to kill me.”

“Not if I can beat her to it...”

That’s pretty much when Camilla had noticed the absence of her friend’s reflexion in the mirror. She had turned around gaping to see her friend in her terrifying new glory.

“We shouldn’t let all that blood go to waste.” Gabriela had said closing the gap between them.

***

The lingering smell of her friend’s pussy juices on her own fingers makes Gabriela’s mouth water.

Recess comes and goes. Summer has been introduced to her friends and her Mistress has now a nice little clique of half a dozen teenagers to sink her teeth in.