They Aren’t Vampires!

Xavier didn't understand what they meant by a ritual that was about to commence. What kind of ritual were they talking about? When he was informed about the gathering, no one had mentioned anything about a ritual.

Confusion etched on Xavier's face which was conceded with the help of his mask as he marched with his fellow men who also wore black suits. 

They were guided by some ladies who wore lace bras that completely left their nipples out to be seen, and a string of rope they called panties which left everything out in the open. Some were blonde, some were black-haired. 

Most of the men salivated when they saw their bodies and couldn't wait to touch them, but the ladies playfully swatted their hands away and gave them a wink which possibly made lust-filled men even more hungry for them. 

They were guided until they reached what seemed to be the underground basement.