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A New Day, A New You part 8

Date: 2/25/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male / Older Female, Male/Female, massage, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

everything at your opponent with no regard to safety. Those knuckles will hurt like hell but that doesn’t matter as I scoop up Chez by the waist, twist my own waist around and slam him done into the hard packed dirt. Top mount, the position of dominance in the MMA fights and it’s where I put myself before bringing shot after shot down onto Chez’s head as he tries to swing back. I catch the right hand with the knuckles and pin it under my knee before resuming the beating. I have blood on my hands and I know Chez is what Guy called punch drunk as I stand up and look around. I see Kit and my friends but for some reason I’m looking at Gabriel and he’s smiling. “More boy, give him more,” the creepy leader tells me for some reason I feel his words more than hear them. Packed earth with almost vertical walls around the pit, good solid ground as I pick up Chez by the back of his jean shorts and hair before launching him head first into one. I let him hit and fall before planting a boot in his ribs and I feel the wind leave his body. I stand him up on the edge and hammer a shot to Chez’s ribs and I feel a pop and watch him slump to the ground. He’s moving but it’s not fast as I pick up his right hand and pull his brass knuckles off. I know people think I’m going to do and instead I throw them aside and bring a hard right straight into Chez’s cheeks and I see a tooth or two come flying out of his mouth with blood. I feel powerful, really powerful and I like this. “Get up, get up ... Chez. You beat me once when you blindsided me but what now? WHAT NOW?! Give me that hand,” I bark at Chez taking his right hand and pulling it out on the ground. I lay his hand flat and hold it there as he struggles a little trying to pull it back in to no avail. I let it go for a second before leaving the ground to an impressive foot off, I’m heavy, and bring my boot down hard feeling bone crunch under my heel. Chez’s scream is one that silences pretty much everything else out there for me and I twist my boot and push down harder as he continues to cry out. “Stuart stop, it’s over,” I hear Sol plead from the crowd. “I’m not done,” I yell back,” What did you do to stop him from blindsiding me with a weapon? What did you do when people asked you what happened to me? Shut your mouth and watch what happens when you fuck with the wrong people!” I pull my boot off Chez’s hand and see at least two of his fingers are broken along with a gash across the back of the hand. I pick Chez up by his hair and look at my damage, one eye swollen up and blood coming out of his mouth a little. I bring my fist back and hammer him in the nose holding him up to repeat the punch. I get maybe four good shots before he slips out of my hand and falls down, I want to pick him up but all I see now is a broken man. I call it by raising my hand since he’s not able to even stand up and pull myself out of the pit and start walking. I don’t know what I feel, I felt great at first now I just feel drained. I get ...