A New Day, A New You part 9 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 9

... your guest is ready,” I say loud enough that the other rooms adjoining this one can hear. The term is Blitzkrieg, when you assault someone so fast and from so many angles that they can’t even figure out which direction to defend themselves from. There are four doors to the room and I’m in front of one as the other three open and nine women in rough work clothes, like farm clothing come rushing out of the rooms and begin to subdue Mr. Pork. I hear him demand to know what is going on, then for them to stop as they slap his flesh with hands and I think I saw a riding crop, it takes them a bit but finally they lower the harness and begin to secure his struggling form. First the arms, then the head and torso after, finally the legs before lifting him up off the ground. The ladies want to start right now but I give them pause stepping up to Mr. Pork. “What are you doing,” He asks confused,” I didn’t pay for this.” “You didn’t pay at all Scott, you came in here and signed a release form allowing NAY requesting that things be done to and by you so that legally you were held unaccountable because it was consenting. That was less than five minutes ago or did you forget,” I ask him and he is more than a little shaken by my words. “I haven’t done anything to them,” He tells me and I smile. “Dynasty Escorts, Classy Times, Professional Engagements, Big Gold Jim, Sweet Caroline’s ladies,” I list names of escort services and pimps he’s used,” You paid everyone of them to let you abuse and ...

... hurt women? They did what they did to bring pleasure to people’s lives and you just wanted to hurt them.” “They were paid,” He says and I slap him. “They were paid to provide you with a sexual release and you decided to work in some sort of punishment fantasy by performing cruel acts on the ladies. Now there will be no charges filed by the women or their employers, nor will there be any further ramifications. First up may I have Amy,” I ask and one of the women steps forward. They look at each other and he doesn’t recognize her, big mistake. Amy is a dyed blonde woman that spent a couple days in the hospital after her encounter with Mr. Pork. I hand off a pair of MMA gloves to Amy and Mr. Pork begins to believe that he can somehow steel himself to what is coming next. Amy is mad and it shows in her punches, one or two good shots to the pectorals before she settles in for knocking him around with a couple good swings. I stop Amy and check my guest, he’s going to have a black eye by the looks of it but this is just the warm up. I bring forward the next girl; a spry little woman names Lucy with black hair but longer than mine. Her I hand off a pair of clamps and a couple weights and while she does that I let another woman take a mild electric wand before returning to my spot to stand. I patiently watch as Lucy makes sure the first clamp is secured to Scott’s scrotum while the other is actually hooked to some of his belly fat. I am actually waiting for the clamp on his stomach to ...