Submerged by despair you follow Mary and your friends towards the small door that will take you the backroom of the Coffin Club, towards your fate…

The dark corridor where Mary takes your little group is only lit by small chandeliers on the walls. Reluctantly, you step in. Every now and then a small alcove opens on each side of the hallway. You shiver imagining what kind of horrors are taking place behind the red heavy curtains.

You are introduced into a large room. The walls are covered with large red drapes with strange glowing glyphs. Large couches are aligned along the walls. In the middle of the room, a circular bar seems to offer all the alcohols in the world, and then some. Susan is standing behind said bar. She has the distinctive features of the club waitresses: pale skin, reddish eyes, pointy ears and long and terrifying fangs. She smiles as you approach. You can feel her will penetrate your soul.

"Look" she says pulling down her bra revealing a disappearing bite mark, "look at the present Mary gave me."

She offers everyone a cup of champagne. Mary gives a speech but you’re unable to focus on the words. A muscular figure appears from the back of the room.

The man is large, football large. His ample jaw sprouts a fanged winner smile. He is wrapped in a black and red cape that falls on his shoulders drawing a figure made only of toned up muscles. He walks directly to you.

"Good evening young lady,” he starts, “are you the one? Are you the one who will, as of tomorrow, give up her freedom?"

"Yes..."

There is something strange with the man's eyes, something fascinating, a promise. The girls are around you, you should worry for them, you should worry for yourself but you can’t you are completely devoted to the man's deep red eyes.

Suddenly the music stops. The cape falls from the man's shoulders underneath he is only wearing a white undershirt and a black posing pouch.

The music starts again. This time it's a popular song. The man starts to dance. You can't help yourself, you start feeling aroused, violently excited. The monster is taking power over you. He comes closer to you, dancing around you like a predator around his prey. Each time his flesh comes in contact with yours, you are overtaken by a jolt of sexual energy.

Finally he drops the pouch revealing another monster. Almost ten inches long, a good six point five in circumference, this thing is unnatural! It's just too big. But this monstrosity actually fascinates you.

He winks at you as the music quiets down, you know you’ll have to go to him… Soon.

As the girls clap and cheer him up, he leaves the room.

Mary hands you a glass of Champagne. You refuse. Your looks cross, she knows you know; she smiles.

“I knew you’d accept it, go to him now, soon we’ll be together again,” she whispers to your ear.

You have **** but to follow him.