“He was a serving boy for one of the guests but found that drinking was more enjoyable than serving. Now all you must do is pierce him and drink his...blood.”My jaw dropped, “I have to drink his blood!”“Yes we must drink blood to stay alive otherwise you will sicken and parish if it goes too long. Human blood is the most refreshing but you can feed on the blood of a****ls if it is necessary, but you will find it doesn’t quench the thirst like human does. Also for your mind and heart you will find. ” “Well maybe you need to find some men, not boys.” “Oh yes? But even older guys don’t really want to know this trip. It’s ‘cos Hannah’s on that scooter. She’s had to use since last autumn because of her knees, but men think she’s disabled or suchlike. Too much trouble. But I’m not going to go off and leave her flat alone.” We picked up our drinks and began to make our way back to her. “She’s still the same woman she ever was.” “What are you two talking about?” asked Hannah with mock. I could see that she only had the bottom button buttoned and it was partially open all the way down to her waist.After a few seconds she turned and came to bed. My dick was so hard it was poking out of my briefs but I didn't care. I was facing her direction as she picked up the sheets and climbed in. She lifted them up high enough that she could have seen my cock sticking out but I didn't know if she had. She climbed in and slid down under the sheets and I knew that the nightie had to be. She sobbed into the mask covering her face. She couldfeel the moisture on her face, sweat, tears, and mucus from her running nose.He?d never zipped her mouth shut in the mask before. Today he?d worked the bigred ball in then pulled the mask down the rest of the way. She couldn?t help itshe sobbed again. The noise was moist and disgusting she couldn?t imagine whatshe looked like huddled in the corner of the dungeon. I can?t, she thought, I can?t, but I must. ?Kimberly,? she turnedher hooded.