the broken higgs

"Welcome, Burt." Wesson deliberately waited for ten minutes before going down to greet the guests. When he turned down the stairs, he saw a man in a neat suit facing a huge mural, full of interest.

"Excuse me, Sergeant." Burt bowed politely to him, "I hope I didn't disturb you so early."

"No," Wei Sen also tilted his head and smiled slightly, "You came just in time, he just woke up."

"You guessed it all." Bert paced up to Wesson, "I've been worried that I would attract disgust..."

How impolite!

Touching his fingertips, Wei Sen raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Then come up..."

"He is in good form today, and he can play for a long time, probably."

The two went up the stairs one after the other.

Looking at the twisting buttocks in front of him, Bert showed an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!" With a sound, Higgs fell heavily to the ground.

The coffee table he grabbed also fell down, and the decorations on it were broken to the ground.

He tried to stand up from the ground relying on the support of the coffee table, but the side effects of JK33 continued to paralyze his nerves in the body, and gradually evolved into a strange pain, which became more and more intense.

"...can't move flexibly at all." Wesson's voice getting closer to Burt's conversation, "Why are you worried that he will escape... The side effects of JK33 make it temporarily difficult for him to move..."

As he spoke, he opened the door.

The scene in front of the door seemed to confirm his statement.

Walking up to Higgs's nose, Wesson glanced at Burt lightly, "Are you still worried that he can escape in this state?"

He knelt down and touched Higgs's smooth and beautiful face lightly, "This is a beautiful little beast... I don't care if I don't like it."

"fart!"

Higgs turned his head suddenly, almost biting Wesson's finger, "Fuck your mother!"

Wesson quickly withdrew his hand and gave Higgs a slap.

His fingers, which have always been well maintained, are the things he cherishes the most. If they are injured, he should consider sewing up Higgs' mouth!

Higgs, whose face was thrown to the other side, turned his head back and sneered, "His hands like a girl are so beautiful!"

"Dirty mouth!"

Burt smiled, and slowly squatted down, "Except for this face, he probably has nothing to make people happy."

"Not necessarily..."

Wesen found a chair by the bed and sat down, "His personality is also very interesting. Although his mouth is not clean, but this kind of person is born with arrogance. If you break his arrogance, you will destroy others together." Drop...the process must be very interesting."

This sergeant, who has always been known for his cunning, saw through Higgs in just a short time with him.

"Stop being presumptuous."

Higgs was still trying hard secretly, trying to stand up, "I didn't even know I pulled such a big roundworm!"

As soon as the words fell, Bert stepped on his boots on his shoulder blades and pinned him to the ground, "I don't expect you to respect the sergeant, but please keep your mouth clean."

"Let go of him..." Wesen propped his chin with his left hand, picked his fingertips, and said slowly, "It's okay, we have time to give him a long memory..."

He was also wearing a bright red nightgown, with the neckline open to the waist and abdomen, which set off the almost transparent white skin quite delicately.

"Since the sergeant has said it all, I don't need to make things difficult for you..."

"Are you a dog?"

"You can say whatever you want." Burt smiled indifferently, and put his eyes on Wesson, "Just take care of yourself. A sergeant is not something you can insult."

Wesson, who was used to flattery, nodded slightly and pointed at Higgs, "Put him on the bed."

Sensitively aware of the possible activities to come, Higgs struggled suddenly, fighting on the ground in embarrassment, his tense body trying to put himself in a posture not to be hugged by the other party.

Soon, the handsome face was rewarded with a loud slap, "Don't move!"

Under Burt's brute force and brutality, Higgs was thrown onto a special single bed.

He took out four handcuffs from the drawer, and distributed two of them to Bert, "Help me tighten him, and then I will inject him with an interesting drug."

Bert readily accepted this "task", and opened Higgs' wrists left and right with his strong and powerful arms, and handcuffed them on both sides of the bed.

"Don't touch me!" Higgs yelled lowly, twisting his white wrist.The disgust on his face showed how bad he was in the moment.

These dirty people touch him with dirty hands, touch him, it's disgusting!

It's a pity that he didn't understand that this beast-like nature, coupled with his indifferent face and indecentness that was completely out of proportion to his face, would only arouse men's desires even more.

Burt took off his obstructive shirt and leaned over.He and Wesson made eye contact knowingly, and immediately started to act.

The clicking sound of closing the handcuffs was clear and recognizable, and the two swiftly handcuffed Higgs' feet to the bedpost again.

"Now, let's play the first one first."

Soon, Wei Sen brought in two poles with brushes on the top, one for each person.This prop is so simple that even Burt can't guess its purpose.

"Could it be tickling?" He studied the purpose of the pole and scraped Higgs with a brush a few times.

"Or is it about taking a bath?" He couldn't help scratching a few more times, and successfully got a few vicious glances from the little beast.

"Hey..." Wesson pretended to sigh compassionately. He looked at Higgs and said mischievously, "I don't know if the person involved knows what this is for?"

"Shit! I'm here to fuck you!" Higgs felt that his strength was gradually recovering, and he was swearing a lot more forcefully. As soon as he struggled, he drove the handcuffs to "crack".

"Then you just wait and see who it is used for!"

Wesson took out a small emerald green bottle from the outer cabinet, and said to Burt, "This is the point."

"It will make you comfortable right away..." With a soft smile, Wesson smacked the contents of the bottle onto Higgs' ankle.

"What the hell!" Higgs couldn't help shouting the moment the powdered medicine touched his feet.

Right at the place where the drug was applied, a weird itching sensation seeps into the skin bit by bit from the contact point, penetrates deep into the texture, and has a tendency to drill in continuously, as if it can reach the bone marrow all the way!

The scary part is that this drug does not cause widespread itching!The bigger the contact surface, the bigger the place it will itch!

It felt like——a scavenging animal slowly stretched its claws towards itself, penetrated into the skin and scratched the internal organs!

"Asshole!" Higgs struggled with his ankle, but couldn't move at all. The itching was focused and magnified, and it was transmitted to the heart, causing a feeling of suffocation from time to time.

He wanted to use some friction to relieve the itching, but!Every light rub just gave him endless, horrible itches!

He couldn't scratch or grasp, his tense body was rubbing uselessly against the sheets.

"Did you see it?" Wesen couldn't help laughing, and raised the pole in his hand, "It will itch to death. Someone once scratched the skin to the bone."

"However," he brushed the bristles lightly over Higgs' ankle, "even grabbing the bone won't relieve it one iota—unless, you chop it."

"You fucking bastard!" Higgs couldn't breathe due to the one or two bursts of extreme itching, tremblingly pinching the palm of his hand, as if it could divert some attention.

"It's really interesting!" Burt couldn't help but catch the medicine bottle and sprinkle some on the base of his bare calf.Another source of misery has been drawn.

The palm was quickly pinched to the point of bleeding, but the two of them continued.And gradually dissatisfied with this small area.

They slashed through Higgs' clothing with sabers, exposing more of the delicate skin.

"This time, let's paint something interesting!"

Wesson couldn't help smiling, and put some medicine on the two blushes on Higgs' chest.Bert couldn't help but grinned, as if he had seen the little beast in pain.

"what!"

Higgs suddenly puffed up his abdomen, and the huge itchy sensation that hit him was so weird that it made people lose their minds... His body twisted to the maximum, and the handcuffs made a "clang" sound.

"You bastards! Sooner or later I will! Ah!"

Bert managed to silence the little beast just by brushing the two dots lightly with the brush.

The two of them stubbornly circled those two places, scratching and scratching, making the itching feel overwhelming... The huge itching almost broke through the restraint of the nerves, and it was rampant in the brain.

"Ah!" The low growl has gradually turned into a sharp scream, they—the two people, always scratched those two places lightly, and then left immediately, scratched once but did not stop the pain of the second stroke It's maddening, and the brief pause between the second hit and the first hit is even more irritating!

Wesson and Bert smiled at each other, and gradually moved the brush to the lower body.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Higgs, who realized their intentions, could only scream out of control of his brain. He twisted his body, and the bed was creaked by him, as if it was suspected of being overturned in the next second.

"Are you coming?" Wesson raised his eyes to signal Bert, but the other party seemed a little impatient. He took the medicine bottle, aimed the small hole at the top of the medicine bottle at the top of Higgs' avatar, and shook slightly.

The white powder immediately covered the entire top, and some even fell into the small hole on the top...