THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 17 (Scott’s PoV)

Scott’s PoV:

I jolted awake because of the pain. Instinctively I tried to move my body but I found out that my hands and feet were tied with rope to a metal chair. There were electrodes and cable put on my body and head.

I panicked and tried to wriggle around frantically. After thrashing around but to no avail, I finally calmed down because of the exhaustion and pain. I saw the CIA agent who ‘kidnapped’ me and put me through this.

“What are you doing to me? Please free me.” I yelled at her.

“You didn’t have any counter-brainwashing training, so I can only use the brute **** using the shock so you can have a chance to break free from their mind control influence.”

Her answer left me flabbergasted.

“This brute **** trick is to electrocute me? You are crazy, ma’am. What if I got killed by the shock instead. You are going to kill me instead of saving me!”

“But you're still alive, aren’t you? I’m sorry to put you through this ****, but please cooperate with me, Scott. The next electric shock will be painful but it will be only for a moment. I hope you can persist through it as I try to break you from their grasp. Whether you are dead or alive depends on how you cooperate. I want you to think about your mom, try to remember your life with your mom before Darel came to your school. The previous shock should have shaken the lock in your brain, and let you notice something wrong with your memory. ”

I ignored what she said, at the moment I could care less about what she said. I got all my energy to keep my life intact. I saw the agent put her hand on a lever. That must be the switch to trigger the electric shock.

“Wait, let me take a breath first and get myself mentally ready,” I pleaded.

“Okay.”

I let out a relieved sigh as she removed her hand from the lever.

Now, what next? I couldn’t stall her forever. Would she free me if I wanted her to stop? I didn’t think so. Regardless of my choice, I believed that she would crank the lever and shock me. I didn’t have a choice but to be ready to face the electric shock. It was when I finally put my attention to what the agent had said regarding the effect of the previous shock that woke me up.

The previous shock should have shaken the lock in your brain. What did she mean by this? I then tried to recall things. Thing about me and my mom. I began to notice about my mom’s weird behavior which I previously thought as normal wasn’t normal at all, and how I acted like a creep lately. Something is wrong here. Did coach Lebron really mind control me and my mom? There was something deep in my mind that made me can't believe the allegations that Coach Lebron had mind controlled us, but on the other hand, I felt something was wrong with my memories, there was a small voice in my head telling me that Coach Lebron had done something to me and my mom. There was only one way to find out.

“I'm ready.” I said to the agent, I was determined but couldn’t help feeling scared and anxious. I feared that my bravado would end up killing me.

She cranked the lever, and I felt a painful electric shock hit my body. My life flashed before my eyes.

I’m going to die.

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I was back in my room. I remembered at this time, I just ran away from Darel and my mom. A few moments later, there was someone knocking on my door. Was it my mom? Or was it Darel?

“Is that you Darel? Do you want to gloat over your victory?”

“No, it’s me, Scott. Open the door, we need to talk!” My mom’s voice came from the other side.

“Wait a minute, mom, I’m changing my clothes.”

I was panicky and rushed to open my wardrobe to change my cum-stained pants into a cleaner one. I opened the door after I finished changing. As I opened the door, I saw my mom just standing there like a statue; her gaze was empty. Behind her, stood Darel with a wicked grin.

Darel flashed his phone right in front of me, and I was unable to avert my gaze from the phone screen Darel showed me. The screen first hit me with an explosion of bright colorful flashes, and then it showed a video of a woman playing with her gargantuan boobs twice bigger than her torso. she fondled her boobs in revolving motion. My eyes couldn’t help but to focus on her tits and follow her spiraling tits.

“You have realized a lot of stuff I don’t want you to know, boy. We can’t have that. Thankfully, I’m here before you dig deeper. Let me tweak your mind.” Darel said.

“First, from now on, you will not believe in mind control. You will forget any clue you find about me mind controlling you and your mom. You will deny that you got your mind controlled by anyone, it’s all your own ideas instead of me putting ideas on your head. You will believe that mind control isn’t real, and even when I am entrancing someone in front of you, you will not be able to associate it with mind control.” Darel said

“Second, you will support your mom to be my bitch. Seeing your mom be with me will make you jealous, and sad, but your mom’s happiness is your priority. You will still lust over her, hell, your lust for her was more than before, but you will not show it to her. The most you will do is to fantasize using her as you jerk off material, but when you fantasize about your mom, you will feel increasingly guilty. Despite the guilt, you can’t stop fantasizing about her until you cum, but when you cum, you will only feel pleasure for a few seconds before you are hit by a heart-crushing guilt. You will feel like trash for jerking off to your mom.”

“And last, I want you to hear this advanced hypnosis.”

Darel then played another video for me to see.

You are a sissy gurl.
You love to dress like a woman.
You love to wear a girly panty.
You are a weak wimp who got turn on by **** and humiliation.
_You deny that you are gay but a big, strong man makes your peepee tingles. _
_A real man has a dick, but you have a small clitty._
As____ you look more girly, you desire for dick will also grow.
You wonder how those dicks will taste in your mouth, but you deny that you are gay.

I remembered it now, I remembered how Coach Lebron — Darel, had brainwashed me.

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I thought I was going to die, but miraculously, I was still alive. Though maybe I wasn’t far from the gate of **** yet. I couldn’t feel my body, only numbness, thankfully, it seems I still could breathe and speak well

“How do you feel, Scott?” The CIA agent asked me. Her face showed a worried expression. I didn’t expect that she would have that kind of expression because it was her who put me through this.

“I’m feeling numb. I can’t feel my body, I think I’m going to pass away anytime,” I replied.

“Sorry that I put you through that near **** experience to **** your mind to remember. Worry not, using some **** medication from the CIA, you can recover if you recuperate for one or two days, but for the time being, your body will not be able to feel anything, so I will take care of you.” She said as she moved toward me.

She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my trousers, fishing my small peepee, I meant, my cock out. The pretty CIA agent then knelt down and began to stroke my cock. I saw her skillfully massaging my cock with her hand, but unfortunately, I couldn’t feel anything down there.

“What are you doing, ma’am?” I was wondering why did she gave me a handjob

“Helping you, you just need to enjoy it.”

Her answer sounded like an unfunny joke in my ears. “I can’t feel anything ma’am, how can I enjoy it?”

“You can still use your imagination, Scott,” the agent answered.

It wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear, but she gave me a sound idea. As she skillfully gave me blowjob. I closed my eyes. I imagined it wasn’t Hannah the CIA agent who gave me a handjob right now, but Raven. Even though I was no longer under Darel’s control, I still recalled the previous feeling of heavy guilt when I used my mom as my jerk off fantasy. And thus, this time, I imagined that it was Raven.

Unbeknown to Hannah, as she stimulated me with her finger, my cock was less numb than before and I could feel some pleasure from her handjob. My cock throbbed; I could feel that I was going to cum anytime now.

_This is bad. _I tried to hold back a little longer, but because of my condition, I couldn’t hold it much longer. I sprayed a rope of cum toward her face.

“Fuck, I don’t expect that you will cum so soon, Scott. It takes a talent to be able to cum this soon while you can’t feel anything.” she said to me with sarcasm dripping in her tone.

“Well, on the other hand, it's good news, it means that you can recover just fine. Are you happy, Scott?’

I didn’t answer her question. Honestly, I was still feeling embarrassed and didn’t know how to respond to her without acting awkward.

A moment later, Hannah the CIA agent suddenly put on a serious expression. _Did I do something wrong? _I questioned myself but maybe I just overthinking it.

“Okay, let’s move to the next question.” She said, “Can you remember what happened since Darel came to your school?”

I nodded. The shock had made me remember a lot of things I previously forgot.

“Yes, I remember it now. I had suspected that Darel, helped by Natasha, was mind controlling many people around me. I then began to search for a proof, and I stumbled across his workout video. I think I fell under subliminal at that time, but because of my preparation beforehand, I managed to notice that I was under subliminal. But then, my mom suddenly invited Darel to home. I thought because I was aware that I was under subliminal I could resist him, but no, I feel compelled to do whatever he asked me without me being able to resist his command. I ran away from him as I knew that I didn’t have any chance to fight at that moment. I ran back to my room, but then, my mom knocked on my door. When I opened the door, my mom stood in front of the door slack-jawed and from behind her. Darel took me by surprise and showed me his phone. I couldn’t remember what happened, but when I woke up, Darel was nowhere to be found anywhere in my house as if the previous thing was only a bad dream. I should have noticed it when after I woke up, I suddenly had a change of stance regarding mind control. From one who previously suspected that Darel had been mind controlling a lot of people around me into someone that didn’t believe mind control is real. Every time I think about mind control, I can't help but subconsciously think that Darel did not mind-controlling my family or my friends. Even right now.” I told the agent everything I remembered.

“It’s normal, the shock unblock your memory, but does not really erase all of his influence on you, there’s often a case where some leftover influence still linger around. It would vanish on its own as time passed as long as you don’t succumb again to the influence,” she explained.

“Another question, are you sure that the workout video is the first time you got exposed to his subliminal?” The agent asked me another question.

“Honestly, I’m not sure, but I think so.”

I recalled the moment when I sneaked around my mom’s study to check on her email, and then stumbled to the workout video. It was the moment that I suddenly lost track of time, and when I regained my awareness, mom had gotten back from her work and confronted me in anger.

“Try to think again, this is important so we can avoid his hypnosis trap later.” Hannah encouraged me to dig deeper on my recovered memories.

The room was silent for a moment. I tried to go down on my memory lane, recalling all the things from my first meeting with Darel to yesterday. I finally recalled something that might be the answer Hannah wanted.

“I think I had seen another video from him before I watched the workout video, but I can’t remember when and where it happened. I always have the hot for my mom, but I think since I watched a certain video. I started to lust over my mom’s in a bad way. But it wasn’t a video sent by Darel. I don’t remember who sent the video to me.”

“That’s good enough information, thank you.”

“Can you put Darel into prison and save my mom and all other women he controls?” I pleaded to her .

The agent put her hand on my shoulder to assure me, “Naturally, I would catch a rogue mind controller like him, but it needs time and additional proof, just your statement will not be enough to send him to prison. As for saving your mom and others, of course, I would do it, but it needed to wait till I got my hands on the agency’s anti-brainwashing device. I don’t want to put your mom and other girl into this shock chair, it’s too risky. For now, I want you to rest and recuperate, if you want to put Darel into prison and save your loved one, I need your cooperation for my next plan.”

“I will help you to my utmost ability.” I replied to her with determination.

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Hannah sent me back home the next day after I had recovered enough, I didn’t expect that I had been ‘kidnapped’ for a day by Hannah. Hannah’s place was without windows, so I didn’t notice how long time passed. Thankfully, it was the weekend so I didn’t have school.

Hannah dropped me in front of my house before she went away. We had divided our task, she had a task to do, and so did I.

“I’m home.” I said as I entered my home.

Mom had been waiting for me in the living room. Her face was a mix of anger and worry.

“Cutiepie, where have you been? I’m so worried about you, and I need an explanation!” she said.

My first task from Hannah was to ‘explain’ my whereabouts without exposing my meeting with Hannah to my mom.

“Uhmm…I have a sleepover in my friend’s house. I apologize for not telling you beforehand. I’m sorry if I was making you worried, but I’m an adult now, I can defend myself, so you don’t need to be too worried about me.”

“What are you talking about, Cutiepie? Defend yourself? Just look at your fair, and skinny body. You look like a weak maiden. You shouldn’t learn to fight, but learn to make yourself look pretty. That aside, because you come back safely this time, I will not pursue the matter but there won’t be next time. But you need to tell me whose house you've been to? I need to check whether what you said is true or not. ”

“I have a sleepover at David’s house.” Sorry David, I used you as a scapegoat. I’m not worried if Mom would check on David, as long as I told him to cooperate before my mom got to his house, David would cooperate with me, and give me a false alibi.

“Okay. I will check with him later whether what you said is true. For now, we have important things to do. Because of you, our schedule is all messed up, but I think we can still make it there on time.” Said my mom, as she grasped my wrist and asked me to follow her.

“Wait, mom. Where are we going?” I asked her with a puzzled expression.

“Have you forgotten Scott, I have promised you that today we would shop together. I want to buy you a wardrobe full of cute panties and clothes. We will also go to the salon and got you some makeover so you can be a pretty sissy gurl.”

I clenched my fist as I heard her answer. I wasn’t a sissy, I didn’t want to look like a girl. It was Darel’s influence who made me behave like that. But right now, refusing her would only invite her suspicion so I could only haplessly follow her arrangement.

We drove to a mall somewhere downtown.

“I have asked a special guest to accompany us this time. Because you suddenly went missing, you made her wait for you more than an hour. When we got there, you needed to apologize to her.”

_Special guest? Her? At least it isn’t Darel. _I let out a relieved breath.

We finally arrived at the mall’s parking lot, and I could see our special guest. At first I didn’t recognize the slutty woman, but when I looked at her some more, my heart dropped and broke. It was Raven, but she looked like a twisted combination of slutty bimbo and goth. She also sported new huge fake boobs and a new hairstyle. She wore a pink dog-choker with ‘Candy’ written on it.

“Hello, Mrs. Robinson and also you, Scott.” Raven greeted me in a preppy voice unlike her usual way of speaking.

“Raven?” I was in denial and hoped she said she wasn’t Raven, but someone who only looked similar to her. This was worse than having meeting with Darel.

“Please call me Candy, I no longer go with Raven. Don’t you think with my appearance, Candy suits me better, Scott?” She replied.

The more she spoke, the more devastated I felt. Darel had turned Raven into a parody of herself. I could only hope that Hannah would get her hand to the agency counter-brainwashing device soon so I could save her from Darel’s influence.

To be continued in next chapter

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