Salma Hayek. We begin a long journey that will take us to many different places. The first we visit is a bar on the edge of the Mexican desert. There Salma, sultry queen of a vampire coven, is hiding. So that we don’t find all the vampires after us, we sneak into the bar during the day and load the coffin where Salma sleeps into the van, then blockade the bar and blow it up. The few vampires who manage to escape are incinerated by the sun’s rays. Meanwhile, the chaos has awakened Salma, who, however, realizes that she cannot get out of the van and remains helpless under our control. Using BDSM instrumentation we lock her head and mouth while her wrists are tied to her ankles. She is in the perfect position to pass my cock between her glorious tits while Georgina behind her moves them to give me pleasure. Next, all my companions take advantage of her by sliding their vaginas over her or penetrating her with a strap-on while I bite her hips, neck and breasts. Seeing how good my pole felt between her tits, I also slip a wooden one into her to finish the job.

Aaliyah. Egypt is haunted by Aaliyah, an ancient creature awakened after a centuries-long sleep. Legends say that in the past she had tried to establish herself as ruler of the whole world, and many believe she wants to try again. Many have tried unsuccessfully to kill her because it seems that none of the traditional systems for eliminating vampires have any effect on her. By studying ancient texts at length we discover that she must be bled to the last drop. Somewhat hesitantly we are forced to ally ourselves with a local vampire who believes himself guilty of Aaliyah’s awakening and is ready to sacrifice himself in order to stop her. Fortunately it is no trick and together we manage to stop her. Lying on the ground I position the vampire with her back on me, her beautiful hair tickling my face and her breasts clutched by my hands, and I fuck her cunt while our ally sucks her blood until the woman turns to dust in the wind. Our ally, on the other hand, after a heartfelt thank you, turns into a plaster statue.

Kim Ok-Bin. Next stop: South Korea. Strange deaths have been occurring for some time, and our records link them to a couple of vampires. What we did not expect is to be contacted by one of them with a letter slipped under the door of my hotel room. It’s a confession that tells a story of love, blood and madness and ends with an indication of where we can find Kim Ok-Bin and a request to eliminate her once and for all. I look out the window and see a man walking in the open and catching fire as he moves into the sun. It is the last act of a man repentant for the evil he has caused and asking for forgiveness. I find the vampire exactly where she was pointed out to me, intent on making herself beautiful. Sensing our presence she tries to escape, but every attempt is futile. My girls drag her to her bed and hold her while I stimulate her cunt with my tongue and hand before penetrating her. Desperate, the vampire invokes the name of her beloved, but in a cruel tone of voice, Kathryn reveals that it was indeed he who delivered her. I do not like this sadistic side of her, and I hate to hear her laugh as she watches the woman search with tear-filled eyes for someone who can disprove her. In a cold tone I carry over what was written in the letter and tell her about her companion’s last moments. I would have liked to fuck this Oriental beauty some more, but the current situation has completely dampened my desire. I end her with a silver bullet so as to put her out of her misery. While the girls head for the exit, however, I grab Kathryn by the arm and pull her back inside, ordering the others not to disturb us. For an indefinite time, the only sound that can be heard coming from the room is the voice of the little blonde girl screaming for forgiveness as I sodomize her.

Lina Leandersson. It’s the turn of cold Norway, plagued by attacks from another pair of vampires-or so I thought. The information we had was wrong, but I realize it too late, by which time Jenna has driven a wooden stake through the heart of the boy accompanying the vampire Lina. The battle stops and Jenna collapses to the ground in disbelief: this is the first time she has ever killed a human being, and she stands petrified watching the young man’s eyes glaze over. I ask Mia, the most empathetic of all my companions, to accompany her outside and stay with her. Lina meanwhile is also crying, struggling with all her might to reach the fallen boy. I ask to stay with her alone. I watch her stroking the boy’s blond hair and sobbing in despair. I ask her to tell me his story: who he was, how they met, why he chose to be with her. She explains everything as I stroke her hair to calm her down. I realize that she is no longer going to fight and that she’s not a danger. When she finishes she looks at me with two doe eyes saying she’s tired; I reply that I will let her choose how to leave and she asks to see the sun. I sit in front of her and embrace her in a gesture of total trust. She could bite me, but she doesn’t: she clings tighter and tighter to me and indulges in the lotus position. When we finish, dawn is breaking. I watch her walk out of the dwelling and smile before catching fire. After collecting some of her belongings, I bury them along with the boy; generally I don’t pray, but I hope they will be together somewhere. I return to my team: they’re all asleep except Mia, who is watching over Jenna. I thank her and send her to rest, then lie down next to the little one of the group and encircle her to me with one arm, transmitting my warmth to her and taking sleep with my face in her hair.

Silvia Colloca, Elena Anaya and Josie Maran. The last part of the journey takes us where it all began: to Transylvania. A powerful hunter recently eliminated Dracula, but he didn’t bother to take out his wives, who still terrorize the region’s inhabitants. Despite the fact that there are three of them and they know their castle perfectly, the vampires appear unsure of how to move. For a while they try to scare us by taking on demonic guises and flying everywhere, but our silver bullets make their wings useless and one by one they collapse to the ground, reverting to the appearance of three hot women. We drag them out of the castle, where they find three large crosses waiting for them. One after the other we nail them, Elena and Josie with their backs against the wood, Vanessa with her belly. For the three of them it is like being on burning embers, but even worse is when we start fucking them. I start with the third wife, Elena, penetrating her cunt with my clenched fist and then playing inside her; next comes Josie, on whom I sit to run my cock between her tits before sticking needles in her nipples; I end with the first wife, Silvia, whom I penetrate anally until I realize that dawn is approaching. The other two crosses have been lifted, only hers remains. Before getting her up, I pull Silvia’s head backwards, forcing her to drink a flask of holy water: for the vampire it’s like burning from the inside. We sit back and enjoy the sun decreeing their end.