"Oh, not too much to tell. I was a pretty normal person, studying to become a botanist. One night I get home, only to find out that my sister was a witch. She wasn't evil, but she stole some relic valued by a cult. They broke in and nearly killed us both, before the Bureau saved us. My sister joined, and I didn't want to leave her, so I did too." She smiles. "Never looked back."
He gives a lopsided grin. "I might. What kinda merchandise are we talkin' bout?"
"I'll be here." He nods. Back in the mansion, the director explains. "One of the LA vampires has gone rogue, killing people indiscriminately when he feeds. As a show of good faith, the local vampire establishment has agreed to assist you in tracking down and wiping out this...malcontent. Head to the Umbridge Hotel penthouse, where you'll find a representative of the vampire community, who'll help you locate the target."
The moans continue, getting louder. "Oh yeah, deeper! Right there, baby! Fuuuck!" The moaning turns into a scream of pleasure.
Seres made sure to speak quietly so that only Celine could hear here. “I used to be a regular person, too – a cosplayer, to be exact. My last client was some rich nerd who wanted me to dress as the main character of some game. It seemed too good to be true, but the pay was just too good. Turned out the nerd was a demon looking for a new sex slave. Fortunately the Bureau interfered... you can guess the rest.” The blonde shrugged. “So, you have a sister? What's that like? I'm a single child, so I can only guess.”
The older guy gives a laugh. "Oh yeah, we can provide you with a fantastic little 'comfort animal'." He opens the door, revealing a hallway. At one end of the hallway is a door, presumably leading the kitchens and the area behind the bar. At the other end is a stairway leading down, which is where the man points. "Down there, but you'd better have cash. Our animals are all high quality, so they don't come cheap."
Tina kisses back, the two women's tongues dancing lewdly, before Francis' monster pushes inside Erika, the thick length touching some of her most pleasurable spots.
"It was good, I never felt alone." She gives a bittersweet smile, as the wine arrives.
She sees a photo of a man who looks to be in his twenties, with a pale face and black hair tipped with silver dye. "Depending on how old and powerful they are, anything from hypnosis, to enhanced strength and speed, to enhanced senses."
Rebecca continues moving between the motorcycles, ensuring each one would likely not to run without a long visit to the mechanic. These people were hurting animals, and she couldn't wait to return the favor. But they had some time to allow James to get into position and figure things out on his end.
"So good, baby, now give me that big dick." Her voice grows slightly deeper. "I'm gonna suck you dry." As promised, she soon hears the sounds of sucking, along with Sully's moans. As she listens, however, she feels hands wrap around her, groping her breasts. "Shhh, stay quiet, or I'll tell management about the creeper masturbating outside a guest's door." A young male voice sounds. "They don't check the cameras very often, but you can bet that you were recorded just now."
Yara nods. "Sounds like fun. As for when we start, that's up to you. When you're ready, I'll back you up." She's silent for a few moments. "Is it James that's bothering you?"
Through the door, she hears gagging and grunts, before the groper chuckles. "Wrong? Maybe, but you started it." He lifts up her sweater and pulls down her bra, groping her naked breasts while he rubs his erection against her ass.
James readied a subtle electric spell, not a lethal one this time. As he walked to the open door past the bouncer, he laid his hand on the man's shoulder, 'Thank you, man. You're doing good work here, maybe you should take a break while I choose my new pet.' As he said it, James gave the man a jolt, aiming to knock him out but not to stop his heart or breathing.
