Force unlock

Tazito felt the pet lock being taken off.

"Wait..." He was still trying to save the situation when he felt a pain in his lower body.The man just stepped in.His hole's opening was already very wet, but it was still difficult to accommodate such a thick penis, so he only went in less than half of it.The two labia majora were squeezed to both sides by the thick intrusion, and the upper and lower joints were stretched into light red.

Tazito clenched his teeth, with extreme disgust showing between his brows.

It wasn't just rape, it wasn't just sex.Tazito couldn't forget the shame and the horror that this female' organ brought him.An uncontrollable nausea surged up, making him want to throw up.

damn...

His right hand trembled a little, and he squeezed it hard with the other hand, not allowing the fragility to be exposed.

All the desperation he's ever felt has to do with it, and he's only 12 years old and he's done nothing wrong.He suppressed the memory with enough force to destroy anyone who tried to reveal it.

But this one must unveil it before him, to enjoy it, to remind him that the darkness had been there, still hung over him, would cover him forever.These memories are like lurking demons, taking the opportunity to pounce on you when you are in trouble, causing secondary damage.

"Wait..." He squeezed out the words between his teeth, and Mr. 11 pushed the rest in all at once, almost screaming at Tazito.Only then did he realize that he was doing it on purpose and didn't give him a chance to speak.

Tazito took a deep breath to calm himself down.His eyes quickly cooled down.He doesn't forgive those who exposed his wounds, no matter who they are.Nothing can't be killed.

"At least not outside," Tazito said conferring, "I don't want anyone to see it. You wouldn't either."

The person behind paused for a moment, felt that the proposal was logical, and let go of Tazito.Tazito breathed a sigh of relief as the giant pulled out.He stood up, his legs trembling a little.He left his trousers on the floor and approached a room with his bare legs.As soon as he turned around, he was pushed against the wall by the oncoming Mr. 11. Mr. 11 pulled off his tie with one hand and grabbed both of his hands.

Tazito evaded for a while: "Don't do this, I'm not your opponent."

Mr. 11 said, "It's a little scary for you to accept your fate so suddenly."

Tazito smiled at him: "The underworld is never afraid of immediate losses, because the days are long."

It was a pleasing smile, hot and murderous. Mr. 11 looked at him expressionlessly, but there was obvious interest in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes, still tied Tazito's hands with his tie.He tightened his tie neatly, and suddenly lifted Tazito's hand up against the wall above his head.The other hand raised his chin, and the two looked at each other, their eyes were not very friendly.Their lips are very close, but the atmosphere is not so much about kissing and making love, as it is like two desperadoes who meet on a narrow road and insist on fighting to the death.

Tazito felt one of his legs being lifted roughly.The hand went up the heel of the leg, opened his private parts, and then the thing pushed in.It was difficult for Tazito to control his expression, and when he inserted it hard to the end, his brows subconsciously frowned.After going in and out just now, the inside is no longer so humid.Forcing it was astringent and painful.

But that's fine, he doesn't want pleasure.Pain is always accompanied by killing intent, which is very commensurate with the current state.

Mr. 11 grabbed his leg and began to push him up and down.Pull out a little at a time, then push in firmly all the way.Even because of the force of the push, Tazito's breathing stopped every time he went deep, and he felt that his entire back was about to be smashed into the wall, or his pelvis was crushed by him.And that thing is so thick that it can't even close the legs when it's inside the body.

There was no dialogue between the two, only Tazito's painful panting and simple and rude possession.

Mr. Eleven stared at him intently.After a while, he let go of the hand that was pressing his hands, and clasped his buttocks instead.The fingertips of the second hand gently separated his buttocks, and one fingertip pressed on the clitoris, rubbing it vaguely.

Noticing the irritation, Tazito gave him an uncomfortable look. Mr. 11's movements became gentler at some point, he rubbed the place while pumping and thrusting slightly.Tazito resisted his rubbing there, the feeling was too strong, as if after digging deep into his vagina, he seized another soft spot.

But the effect is obviously abominable.It didn't take long for his insides to become wet again, with sticky juice oozing out, making the pumping smooth.There was a wet stirring sound between them, and no one could ignore it.

"It turns out that you can't flirt." Tazito teased him with a sneer, trying to cover up the "feeling".

Mr. 11 did not answer him, but withdrew the hand that was rubbing his clitoris, brought it in front of him, and showed him the mucus between his two fingers.Tazito glanced at it with boredom on his brows.Suddenly he was pushed deeply, and he closed his eyes in pain.

Mr. 11 opened his open shirt, spread the mucus on his nipples, and played with his nipples by slipping them.He looked down and saw Tazito's bare neck.It was a form full of strength, the muscles of the shoulders and neck were tight, the veins were bulging, and the blood was surging, as if exuding a smell of sunshine.It is the fresh vitality that the reformer has voluntarily abandoned.

Mr. 11 watched, then suddenly lowered his head and licked the side of his neck.He felt the body avoiding it in resistance, his face turned cold, and he pressed his whole body up, almost covering Tazito on the wall.

The throbbing became urgent again, and the man kissed his neck fiercely like a vampire who was exhausted from hunger and thirst.

"Hmm..." Tazito let out a groan from his throat unexpectedly, in exchange for a rougher impact from the other side.The sound of pumping and thrusting water was mixed with intermittent short moans.

If you look closely, you can see the small movements in Tazito's hands-he is trying to undo his tie, and he has already succeeded in half.When he was about to succeed, Mr. 11 stopped suddenly.Tazito's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed the hanging tie to prevent it from being exposed.

Mr. 11 said: "Turn around." The voice was so sweet that it made people chill.

Tazito was panting, thinking something was wrong, he couldn't turn around.He will lose the chance to do it.

Think of a way, is there any way...to keep him in this posture...

think of a way...

11 grabbed his arm, ready to help him turn over.

"Want to try... am I on top?" What the hell am I talking about, Tazito thought, but the body took it upon itself.He curled up the corners of his mouth, knowing how to smile charmingly, which is what he is best at.

Mr. Eleven looked at him suspiciously.

"Sit down." Tazito said, "As long as you agree to remove the lock, I can do it for you." He looked directly at Mr. 11, his dark eyes glowing, sharp enough to hurt the heart.There was a hint of evil in this face, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

After measuring the combat effectiveness of the two sides, Mr. 11 sat on the toilet lid and looked up at Tazito, as if looking at a pet dog who wanted to perform.

Tazito smiled at him, spread his legs, and straddled his lap.

"You have to put it in for me," he said, in the tone he used to seduce girls to bed.

Their faces were so close that they would kiss if they were not careful. Mr. 11 did not resist such an overture, and lifted up his genitals in a gentlemanly manner.Tazito put his arms around his neck and tried to sit down.

The genitals slipped in easily.He sat down and let out a muffled grunt.He let go, and the tie wrapped around his wrist fell to the ground.

"11," he asked in Mr. 11's ear, "what was your original name?"

"I forgot." Mr. 11's expression remained motionless.

"Really, what a pity."

Tazito removed the metal shell from the cufflinks, revealing the electroceramics hidden underneath.A small voice caught Mr. Eleven's attention.He suddenly realized something, and immediately wanted to push Tazito away.Tazito tightened his arms and hugged Mr. 11 viciously, with a gentle and vicious expression.

"Hold on, baby," he said through gritted teeth.The two almost wrestled with each other, but it happened very quickly, not even a second. Mr. 11 didn't have time to break free, only to hear a muffled bang, and with them as the center, the air spread out and violently fluctuated, shaking Tazito's ears for a while.The next moment, Mr. 11 stopped moving.

"what……"

Tazito clutched his wounded wrist.Two cufflinks exploded into popcorn in a violent reaction - he did only have energy field disruptors with him, but he carried two pairs.One pair was hidden in a belt at the back of the waist, and the other was fashioned into cufflinks.He glanced cautiously, and Mr. 11's eyes lost their spirit and did not move.

Realizing that he succeeded, Tazito quickly got up from Mr. 11's body.He only has 1 minute, and the energy field will recover soon.He ran out, picked up his pants, and ran out of the toilet while putting them on.He had already zipped up his trousers when he rushed out the door, looked left and right, and grabbed the cleaning robot closest to him.Turn around and push it into the toilet.

"Sorry!" A man's voice came from not far away, "Do you need help?"

Tazito braked and saw a guard running towards him.

damn...

Tazito pointed to the toilet and said vaguely, "No, no, it's a mess, I think I can handle it myself." He shook his head and smiled awkwardly, like an intern who accidentally made something embarrassing.The guard glanced at the toilet door and could probably imagine what embarrassing things had happened.Understandably, "Relax, buddy."

Tazito said with a friendly smile, "I will." Seeing the guard turn around, he immediately pushed the cleaning robot into the toilet.Then he found another energy field disruptor on the ground that was left aside by Mr. 11.

Mr. 11's pupils dilated and then shrunk, and the moment he regained consciousness, there was another bang.Tazito activated the jammer and bought himself another minute.He went back to the cleaning robot and unscrewed the belt buckle, which was a small dismantling tool.He deftly used that thing to disassemble the body of the robot, and randomly removed a piece of zigzag-shaped thin iron sheet among a pile of parts-this kind of robot is everywhere.

He weighed the weight of the thin iron sheet, returned to the compartment, grabbed Mr. 11's hair, and cut his skin from the hairline along the preset trajectory, exposing the metal seam.He pried open the man's head cover with a thin iron sheet, and saw a pile of sophisticated machinery, and quickly rummaged through it.

Hurry up, hurry up...

he can't fail...

He had no idea what that thing looked like, all the chips looked alike.

One minute passed unconsciously, and Mr. 1's pupils began to dilate and shrink again. His fingertips moved, and he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Tazito's clothes, and pushed him to the door.

With a muffled bang, Tazito almost smashed the door.His head was hit and he was stunned for a few seconds.When I came back to my senses, I carefully looked at Mr. 11.The latter sat motionless, with dead silence in his eyes.

"Humph……"

Tazito smiled defiantly and shook the chip triumphantly in front of him—he had it.He used too much force just now, and pulled out a bunch of other things from his head.If it's brain teasing, the scene must be extremely exciting.

He quickly took some cleaning towels to clean up the bodily fluids of the two people, and flushed the evidence into the sewer.He tidied Mr. 11's clothes and pants, took out another chip and stuffed it in, filled in the messy "brain" and covered his "skull".There was only one program in that chip that would direct Mr. Eleven's body to walk back to his office and then sit down—if only his skull didn't fall off along the way.

In the end, Tazito put the black-rimmed glasses back on, and the light distorted a bit, and he became another face, too common for anyone to remember.

"Esgarda."

"Charles! Gosh you lost contact all of a sudden, are you okay?"

"It couldn't be better."

He cleaned up the scene, took out the pet lock from Mr. 11's suit pocket and stuffed it into his own pocket. Before leaving, he calmly straightened the folds of the suit in front of the mirror until it looked neat and elegant.

It had been a long time since he had had such pure, vengeful pleasure.He lifted the collar of his suit, and left Hualu Castle through the main entrance in a grand manner.

Passing by the sea, he got out of the car, took the invisible gloves off his hands—to prevent him from leaving fingerprints on anything—and threw them into the sea.I even use a filter when I smoke, so no saliva will stay on the cigarette butt.This matter has been done so seamlessly that it is difficult to find him.Now there is only one last thing left...

He tied the memory chip with a pet lock and threw it into the sea.Shot them with a gun as soon as it fell into the water.

With a loud bang, the pet lock exploded like fireworks, showing off the victory exaggeratedly.The surface of the sea was blasted into a small spherical shape, and it recovered quickly.The flying water is crystal clear in the sun.

Tazito happily lit a cigarette and left without looking back.