Bloody phone sex was not on my agenda, but sometimes life gives you a sign. A fucking little girl knocked on my door. There is a worldwide pandemic going on and this little cunt knocks on my door selling cookies. I told her to come in. I wasn’t buying her cookies. I was buying her cunt. No, technically, I was taking her cunt. I came back with a chloroformed pair of panties. I was bigger, stronger and meaner than that little scout bitch. She passed out quickly. I had been planning a Postmates delivery of wine, but I would much rather drink the blood of a little girl. Did you know that the younger the person is the sweeter the blood tastes? If I have a choice, I will drink young girl blood daily. It is rich in essential vitamins. While my little windfall was passed out, I dumped her in the tub. I started to exsanguinate her slowly. I was in the tub with her because I planned on bathing in her blood. My kind of a special blood bath. I put little cuts on all her major arteries, and she filled my tub with her blood like a faucet. I had my wine glass with me. I dipped it into the blood filling up in the tub and sipped on my favorite drink, young girl blood. She was awake, but weak from blood loss. I was covered in her sweet and sticky blood. I drank her blood and masturbated as she was taking her lasts breaths. She was too weak to fight me. Too weak to even question me. I am sure it felt like being trapped in a horror movie. I was not planning on making snuff movies today, but the little slut came to me. It was fate.
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