The thrall's friend

You make your way back into the club. The crowd is beginning to arrive. You sense your thrall outside. You make your way to rear of the club, the darkest section.

You still have enough of your last feeding to feel warm and pass as human. You could probably still fuck your thrall if you so desired. You close your eyes and sense her approach. You open them when she gets close. You see her, looking blonde and pale. She has two friends in tow.

One is a pale dark haired treat. She has enough tats and piercings to look a little goth. She wears a tartan skirt cut very short. Fishnet stockings cover slender white legs. A leather corset completes the look.

The other girl has caramel skin, deep brown eyes and large perky breasts. Covering her breasts is an orange tank top that matches her orange fingernails. A black mini-skirt completes the look.

You smile at your thrall and she shudders in pleasure. As you saunter up to them the goth girl looks you over. She clearly wants you. The tan girl seems disinterested. You want her.

Your thrall introduces you. "Jack, these are my friends Liz and Alana."

The goth girl, Liz stares at you hungrily. Alana looks somehow familiar.

"Alana is the Mayor's daughter." Your thrall adds.

You grin. This is is perfect opportunity. You quickly brush off Liz and turn to Alana. "So nice to meet you." You kiss her hand. You draw her into your eyes. She tries to resist, but you bring your full powers to bear on her. You wear her down like water carves stone. She is strong willed, but in the end she is yours.

"Come Alana, let me show you the club."

Her eyes blank, she answers. "That...would...be...nice."

You take Alana's hand and lead her into the back. Your thrall says, "Come on." To a clearly disappointed Liz. As they walk away, Liz shoots you a hungry glance. You think 'that one is going to hunt me."

You reach the darkest part of the club. You push Alana's hair to the side and sink your fangs into her neck. You drink deeply as she moans in pain and delight. You take your wrist and slash it. You hold it to her mouth and **** her to drink. Soon she is sucking with all her might.

You pull your wrist away. She looks at is lustfully. "You taste so good. I...I want to be like you."

"Not yet Alana, I need you to twist your father around your finger first."

"Hmm, yes I want to control him."

"Now go. Find your friends. Let Liz know she still has a chance with me, and take this."

You wrap a choker around her neck hiding your marks.

"Thank you."

She bows her head and languidly walks away. You understand that, this one will be difficult to control, but worth it.