Carla: "It's eight bucks lady!"

"It's eight bucks lady!" you say.

"Eight bucks it is," she says handing you the money.

After she exits your cab she turns around one more time and blows you a kiss.

You start the engine and drive towards home.

The red light seems to last forever. You look alternatively at the watch on the dashboard and over your wheel. Finally it turns green. You're about to engage the drive when the back door opens and somebody jumps into the cab. You turn around to politely tell him to get the hell out of your cab when your gaze meets his. A beautiful young man looks back at you. His shirt is torn and his dick is out in his hand. It should bother you but it doesn’t.

"Drive little one, turn off the meter and let's find me some little snacks," he giggles.

You turn around and do as he says.

A couple of blocks down the road you see a new potential client, working lady, mid thirties, some secretary of sorts. You stop as she waves, letting her in.

"Are you taken?" she asks.

The man doesn't let you answer.

"No, it's not taken."

"Okay," she says with a blank voice.

You drive away.

"Where to?" you ask.

"Jefferson and seventh."

"Done."

You take the first right.

Eyeing the rear view mirror you see the woman and the man kissing. The wet fapping noise and her shoulder movement tell you that she must be jerking him off. He breaks the kiss and pushes her head to a side. His beautiful fangs tear the flesh of the working girl. Her eyes blur and she starts panting heavily.

"That is hot," you think, "what wouldn’t I give to be in her place."

You finally reach the girl's destination.

After she woke up she tried to bite you but the man stopped her before she could.

“Not the driver,” he said in a condescending voice before forcing her on his dick.

She gets out and sorts out her skirt.

“Go to your family, friends and neighbors, spread the gospel,” the man says to her.

Three blocks away, it’s a couple of girls on their way to a party that you pick up. You drive them there and once again the man sends them off to party. You’re horny as hell.

You continue your trip picking up a couple on their way to a restaurant, an already drunk teenager with too much money in her hand, a prostitute returning home after an early pass...

Four rides later, one of the lovers of your passenger manages to bite you. You avoid an accident within a hair's breadth engaging the handbrake before the wave of pleasure renders you useless. For a few seconds of bliss you enjoy the overwhelming delight of the vampire’s kiss. But your master finally drags his minion away from your neck leaving you with a huge gap to be filled in your loins.

“Tsst, tsst, tsst, this one is mine,” he says to the girl pushing her out of the car, “go get your own.”

She stumbles out of the car and dives into to the night going after her next victim. For a long time you stare at the corner where she disappeared feeling your blood slowly pouring into your cleavage. Finally the voice of your master makes snap out of it.

“Damn it, she ruined you for me,” he says as he exits the car as well, “thanks for the ride hon’.

Will you chase him or simply go back home " 'cause this been too much for one night".