“You are not at all frightened; you are perfectly calm and content.” She stared into his eyes, her tone reassuring and gentle. He nodded, entranced.
The deadbolt was thrown and and the chain was latched. There were bars on the window, letting in only the neon lights from across the street. They would not be disturbed.
“I’m going to bite you. You will not feel any pain. It won’t hurt at all.”
“It won’t hurt at all,” he repeated.
He was clean, healthy. She would take his blood, and the $100 he was going to pay her for the sex.