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I encourage Costco Barbie. “Tell me what Mindy said, sweetheart.”
Slowly screwing her cunt down onto my knife, Costco Barbie says, “Mindy added something to the coke that would make you fall for her or whatever. I specifically told her Cam won’t like this.”
“Ah, now, I recall,” I whisper into the shell of Costco Barbie’s ear. “The two of you and your hocus pocus games. Voodoo—” I stop myself short. Fuck. That’s what River meant when he called this Costco Barbie bitch Voodoo Barbie. He got them mixed up.
“I love drinking your blood while we fuck, Cam. That’s it. You know me.” She measures out a laugh, having stopped pumping her pussy on the handle of my knife.
“And you know me. I never drink blood but running my fingers through your blood while you climaxed on my cock was nice.”
Her breathing shifts, becoming shallowed pants. “That’s wh-what we’re doing now, right? Rape fetish, and you’ll cut me a little? Cut the inside of my thigh, right?”
“Eh, a little never leaves me satisfied, though. You love making me happy?”
“Cam,” she sobs.
“You should’ve warned me about that bitch.” Forearm cleaving tight to her larynx, I press the button. The blade expels deep into Costco Barbie’s cunt. A gurgling sound passes her wide-open mouth.
“Probably should’ve fought back too,” I mutter in her ear as she wriggles, hands flying up to attack me. I shield my face behind her headrest. Her nails run over the top of my hoodie, but she’s too weak to claw.
Hot tears seep into the arm of my jacket, and warm, sticky blood coats my hand. She was on to something. Running my fingers through someone’s blood always settles the beast in me. But now, I’ve been saved. My sweet Willow’s the reason gutting Costco Barbie’s pussy wide open won’t suffice.
Costco Barbie thrashes around. I constrict her oxygen until her woozy muscles are malleable to the touch.
Trembling whimpers slip from her mouth. I grip her left labia in my hand. The knife runs like butter an inch away from her channel, sliding about two inches of meat from her shaven lips. The pain must be unbearable. Her chin falls onto her chest and stays there.
“Never let someone fucking play me, bitch.” I drag my hands through her hair and pull, though she’s not rousing awake.
Costco Barbie hadn’t even noticed I wrapped plastic around her seat. I’ll drive her car to MacKenzie Freight and drop her body off, then add her ride to a list that needs chopping. I need to work fast. A piece of me is missing every second I’m away from my Willow.
