Dosing Hebert

"Wake up..."

You nudged Hebert again, kicking the man on the ground from his slumber and causing him to groan as your foot connected to his stomach and caused him to cough and retch a bit. There was no real sense of pity here, not even the slightest, as you waited for the groggy mess of a man at your feet to get up. "Come on, you ass, I don't have all night."

"I could give him a shot or three," Brandi whispered, toying around with the needle bag just in his view. You laughed a bit as Hebert, his eyes fully open by now, spotted the needles and tried his best to scurry away, though the restraints on his body kept him shackled to the floor where he was laying, quite disgustingly, in a puddle of his own filth.

"That's just nasty," she replied, stepping back as a pungent aroma of urine and feces became more noticeable every time he moved. "Tell me we're going to burn this place down?"

You just sighed and after taking the bag from her, pulled out a syringe and a small vial. "Hebert, Hebert, Hebert, you've been a rather bad little one. What are we going to do with you?" You filled it up from the small green bottle and after making sure there were no air bubbles, you knelt down next to the man and, without warning, you jabbed the needle into his neck and pumped it in. Almost immediately his body went still and his eyes rolled in the back of his head. "That's better." With that, you turned and motioned for her to get the door.

Brandi stepped aside as several people walked in and helped you move the man's body to the shower before returning and you handed them the extra money from your pocket. "This will cover the cleaning costs and then some."

"Thank you, sir."

After the three of them finished cleaning in an hour, Monica wrapped the robe around her body before she walked over to you and slid into your lap. Brandi, for her part, draped herself behind you and rested her head on your shoulders. "What do we do about that racist fat fuck?"

You placed the small vial back on the table and then pulled out a small, red labeled bottle and placed it in front of you. "Sam made this serum about three months ago. Haven't tested it but it might come in handy right now."

Monica giggled softly as she leaned her head against your chest. "Now I get why you fight for her to stay with you, babe...she's done so much already."

You nodded and then looked up at Brandi. "Do you have that woman's hair?"

She slipped the three strands into the tube before you injected the contents of the red vial in and watched as the hair dissolved immediately. The red liquid turned purple as you swirled it around and afterwards, filling the syringe up, you looked back at the two. "Any objections?"

"Nah."

"Nope."

You walked into the bathroom with the man slumped at the bottom of the tub and you injected him. "Hebert, it was nice knowing you."