It's Charlie's Angels

You open the door, expecting a slightly too masculine looking woman with a fat neck and huge muscles ... you are pleasantly surprised when you see Drew Barrymore, Lucy Liu and Cameron Diaz.

You rub your eyes, pinch yourself to check if you are awake, you cannot believe it. You are in luck.

"Come on in girls and let's decide what we are going to do - I paid for two hours didn't I?"

 "Thanks and yes you did - but when we get going with our kickings, ballbashings, whipping, faceslapping, asswrecking, and facesitting, time usually flies. So it might be more of a five hour session instead. Don't worry, having our way with you will be more than enough payment for us for the extra time. ... You're REALLY gonna suffer tonight, boy!"

 You are so pleased, and so aroused, your precum makes a small stain around your erect cock in your underpants. You can't believe your luck, and the girls have already closed the curtains, locked all the doors, and have you surrounded. The best part is that they did not even ask you what you wanted, or whether or not you approved. They are just going to dish it out anyway.

 "And if you're REALLY LUCKY, we might just call our friends the Spice Girls AND Girls Aloud over to help trample, kick, punch, stomp and butt-to-face drop you to finish you off when we're done with you." The Lucy Liu grabbed and started to squeeze your balls hard "But remember that if you break our rules, we WILL castrate and kill you, so you'd better behave yourself, little boy. Understood?"