A well-dressed man takes a woman to an overlook, which she doesn't get to enjoy. She's the ninth victim of "The Vampire Killer," who has taken all of her blood.
The "vampire" is working as a hypnotherapist. The movie avoids definitively answering the question of whether he really is a vampire, or wants people to think he is one, or if he thinks he is one. He does in fact drink blood directly from people, though, and is quite talented at hypnosis.
Some of his clients include a stand-up comic, dancers, a pianist. We're treated to some of their routines, nothing terribly special. Between the vampire's powers, and the popular detective pursuing him, several women take their clothes off.
Not bad, but I just didn't get into it that much. The vampire's accent grated on me a bit. His assistant's yard-long (at least!) mullet was silly, but when aren't they?