I gave James a questioning look. Yet I could smell the liquor on him and even more illusory I thought I could smell his blood and I grew even hungrier....“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. That’s why he’d made contact with the Windsor’s when he realised Loraine was not Jez’s legal guardian.Max had ‘phoned the Windor’s and invited them to the VIP week-end pool party!Arriving on Dan’s arm had thrilled Valerie; which was publicly confirming them as a couple.However once the introductions had been made Max astutely separated them by having Dan diverted by his hostess while he entertained Ms Windsor.Max was a business man and wanted a one to one discussion with the lady in charge of. “Good, now get on the bed with your ass up. It’s time to take what I really came for.”Chris smirked and got up onto the bed. He grabs a pillow to put under his stomach to plop up his smooth twink ass. It was glorious, I loved every second of it. His cock was twitching and leaking precum over the pillow. I gave it a few licks and moved up to his balls, taking them into my mouth one by one. That definitely got him going. I got some lube out from my dresser and liberally applied it to his tight. I took up the bushel of fruits and vegetables and sprinted towards the house. It was unlike him to be home this hour.I rushed in and bowed, kissing his boot. He did not look pleased and that sent a chill through me.“Master, I am glad your home but I must admit I’m surprised. Normally you eat in town at midday. Can I prepare something for you?”He shook his head. “Fetch your sandals, then the slave hood, your gag, and leash.”Now it was my turn to be concerned. It was not like him to hood me but.