“Alright, new meat,” Charlene said as she circled around you with smooth feline grace,”There’s a fun part to this and a not so fun part. Thats just how weres work.”
“Whats the “not fun” part?” you asked as she stepped up behind you. You suppressed a shiver of anxiety as you felt her furry fingers lift the bottom of your top up until you had to raise your arms so that she could strip it off entirely leaving only your sports bra to give your upper half modesty.
“This.” she said and you felt her grip your arms in her strong hands moments before white hot pain in your right shoulder as she sank her teeth into you. Like a gazelle that had been caught you struggled and screamed but she held you still for a few seconds before letting up. The others looked on with calmness, which was a bit terrifying.
“What the hell?!” you shrieked as you tried to survey the damage out of the corner of your eye.
“Sorry, hun, its best to just do it. But that was the not so fun part.” she said still holding you to keep you from lashing out at her.
“You bit me!” you exclaimed in shock.
“Thats how we do it here.” she purred,”Your wound is already closing but I’ve now marked you just as I was marked by my sire. Wear it with pride.”
Indeed the pain seemed to be fading already and though she implied it would scar it didn’t seem to be bleeding either.
“The fun part better be fucking great…..” you said as you calmed enough for her to let you go.
“Oh it is!” Charlene said,”Just what kind of fun it is depends on you though! You see…..”