The crowd of horny rapist gladly take your inventation, and even if you didn't give them an address they send people to stalk you just to figure out where you live. After all, an invitation is an invintation. Word even starts to spread through the underground. A succubus party is going to bring lots of perverts! And perverts always have chell out money for their perverted needs! You get hoe though, and scare the daylights out of the poor eventual-meal of a slave.<br/><br/>The big breasted white haired slave girl watched you throw the plate out the window, giving a little sigh. She worked hard on that dinner, like her life depended on it, which, in this matter it did. Still she was glad it appeased you, her heart pumping as soon as you walked through the door. Nervous as hell that you might decide to drain her, which she really had no idea what that entitled, and she thinking you were a complete sociopath, she made sure to keep you happy at all times.<br/><br/>She looked around, and wondered what happened to the catgirl, but survival instincts kicked in and told her that as long as it wasn't her, she was golden. "<strong>that is... Very kind of you Mistress"</strong>She said, with a small sigh in response to you sayingyou won't drain her just yet. She looked up in suprise when you said there would be a party, which hopefully for her meant other victims besides her.<br/><br/>She looked at you with horror when you told her to get on the table, but, defying you would probably mean death. So she kept her tongue silent. She nervously got on the table and spread her legs.<strong>"Okay... " </strong>She said, nevously looking at the piercing kit. Bracing herself for the pain.<strong>"A-anything for you my, ever so lovely Mistress! I- always serve to please! And will never backstab you!" </strong><br/>