The New Coach Chapter 27 (Scott's PoV)

Scott’s PoV:

“Relax, this will not be painful. ” Dr. Cordelia said to me after she prepared her syringe. She probably mistook me as tense and frightened of the syringe. If only she knew the reason I was tense was because of my nightmare where she was controlled by Caleb.

“What kind of **** will you inject me with?” I asked her, masking my nervousness with curiosity as best as I could.

“Nothing harmful, just some antibiotics. Well, there might be temporary side effects like dizziness but there might be even more intense side effects after I inject the ****. Worry not, it'll be gone after a while. I hope you don’t panic and tell me if you experience such an intense side effect. I am your aunt’s close friend, I don’t want our relationship to sour because I am mishandling you,” Dr. Cordelia explained in a caring tone.

A stone dropped off my chest after the doctor said she was my aunt’s close friend. Dr. Cordelia didn’t seem under the control of Caleb like in my nightmare. I let go of my guard and let her inject me.

She said it wouldn’t hurt, but the jab was painful, a forceful injection straight to my nerve. It wasn't supposed to be this painful, right?

Dr. Cordelia pulled the syringe from my arm, and I could feel the soreness spread from the spot to my whole arm.

“So, do you feel anything?”

“It doesn’t suppose to be this painful, right? My entire right arm feels sore,” I answered.

“Come on, you are a man. That bit of pain should not be considered painful, that little pain is normal. Man up a bit. It will be gone after a little rest.”

I didn’t expect that the doctor would lash on me. Was I really too weak? But I swear that pain wasn’t normal.

The blonde doctor continued, “I still have some patients to visit, if you start to feel any other side effects like double vision, dizziness or feverish, you can press the button, and a nurse will help you.”

Cordelia walked out of the room. It might just be my feeling but there was a sneer on her face as she left the room.

I felt fine at first, but after several minutes passed, the side effects began to kick in. My body’s temperature started to heat up, I felt burning hot from inside. It wasn’t a fever, if it was a fever, I would feel chill instead even though my body’s temperature was rising. The heat was something that came out from consuming a Viagra or an aphrodisiac as the most burning heat seemed to concentrate around my groin. Did Dr. Cordelia administered an aphrodisiac to me?

The heat wasn’t the only side effect that started to appear. It gradually became hard for me to concentrate as my vision started to be shaky and doubled. Fortunately, before I fully lost control of my focus, I managed to press the nurse calling button on the wall.

Shortly after, the door to my room opened, but it wasn’t a nurse that came in, but I saw ‘mom’ and ‘agent Hannah’ come in. They were dressed in a fetish latex uniform with a cutout in the chest part. Mom wore a white uniform, and Hannah wore a pink one. Their chest was laid bare with only pasties covering their nipples. The double vision made their tits seem to swing side to side in my eyes even though they didn’t move at all.

“Amazing tits.” I muttered unconsciously, mesmerized by the sight of their big tits but thankfully, I was still able to recover a bit of my wits though it became harder and harder to focus. It wasn’t the moment to admire their tits.

“Mom? Hannah? Why are you two here?” I asked them.

“Mom? Who is your mom? Are you hallucinating right now, Mr. Robinson? I am Nurse Calli, but you can call me Mrs. C, and beside me is Nurse Clark,” The nurses introduced themselves.

Am I really hallucinating? I tried to wipe my eyes, and I still saw my mom and agent Hannah standing in front of me. Even if my vision deceived me, how could her voice also match my mom? Also, Mrs. C…it sounded familiar, where did I hear it? Darn it, it’s hard for me to focus and recall things right now. But Clark, wasn’t Hannah's last name also Clark? Was it just a coincidence?

My concentration easily broken as I saw the nurses surrounding my bed from both side

“We are here to help you. The doctor had told us that you should be in heat and your mind should be quite muddled right now. She told us how to help you. Starting with taking your pants off,” said Mrs. C before she pulled my pants down.

My cock was already rock hard because of the **** and the sight of the nurses’ big tits at close.

“It’s small even when it’s erect.” Mrs. C muttered in whispers as she looked down on my cock in disgust.

“Nurse Clark, please do some check on his cock, we will need to make sure his cock useless as he ordered.” Mrs. C commanded the nurse in pink.

He? Who is he? I was not sure whether I misheard things or not. Why did the mysterious man want my cock useless?

Nurse Clark enclosed my cock with her gloved right hand. Her glove wasn’t the standard medical glove but a leather glove. The rough one. She then started stroking my cock. It was painful but my engorged cock craved any stimulation right now. It desired a release, even if the way to achieve it was painful. But if I heard what they said right, the nurse wanted to ruin my cock, so the right thing I should do was to not cum as they wanted.

Nurse Clark kept stroking — No, milking probably the more suitable word to describe what she did to my cock, it wasn’t just stroking, but also a combination of gripping and squeezing. It hurt but the more she did it, the more I lost the control of my mind as my desire for release went out of my control.

I could feel my cock pulsating, twitching. I was on the verge of cumming.

Must not cum…

I tried my hardest to not cum. And then she just stopped and released my cock.

Why did she stop? Wasn’t their goal to make me cum? I was so close.

“Do you feel better, Mr. Robinson?” Mrs. C asked me with a smirk on her face.

“Why do you do this to me? Who is he?”

“Oh, you know him so well. He is angry at you because of what you did to him,” Mrs. C replied.

“Darel? No, is it Caleb?” Mrs. C? Did the C stand for Caleb? I tried to make the connection.

“I wonder which one of the two it is…” The woman with my mom’s face avoided answering the question.

“But that’s not important right now, what is important right now is to help you feel better.”

The two nurses moved closer to my head. They two peeled their pasties and showed their erect nipples. They leaned so their tits were the only thing filling my field of vision.

“Do you like our tits, Mr. Robinson?” Mrs. C asked.

I nodded my head instinctively. It would be a lie if I said I didn’t enjoy the sight so much with the heat and lust had started to take over my mind. In response to my answer, the two started to press their tits against each other, and fondled them like there was an invisible cock between their tits. I swallowed my saliva, the sight made me even more flustered, I could feel blood rushing to my groins.

“If you are a good boy, maybe we will double team your cock between our tits. Will you be a good boy Mommy, Mr. Robinson?” Mrs. C said in a teasing tone.

“I will. I will be a good boy.”

“Good boy will obey his mommy. I want you to stroke your peepee, and try to last as much as you can. If you can last more than five minutes, we will reward you. Now, start stroking your little peepee.” She commanded.

I didn’t care about how she called my cock a little peepee. I started jerking off. But the ordeal was easier said than done. The previous handjob from nurse Clark had left me on the verge of cum. I was bubbling with desire ready to explode. But I needed to be a good boy, I needed to stroke my cock and last more than five minutes. I tried to concentrate on other things to make me last longer. But I couldn’t. I could only focus on their tits. Their tits were magnificent. The more I concentrated on them, the hornier I became. I imagined my cock was between them, caressed by their pair of tits, my cum overflowing over those full, firm tits, coating their perfect tits. If I was a good boy. If I could last five minutes.

Alas, it was counterproductive, it made me closer to the verge of cumming, and harder to control myself. Just a few more strokes, and it would erupt. I tried to increase the pressure on my cock by gripping it harder. Thinking that if I **** grip it, it wouldn’t come. But it was no use. I remembered the day Mommy caught me in her room, watching the video Darel sent her, I tried to do the same, but I was still cumming pathetically.

"No... I... can’t...cum…now!" I groaned as I gripped my cock tightly. My mind regained its clarity for a moment, I was becoming aware that the nurse was manipulating me in their wicked game. It’s a rigged game from the start. What I had done just pushed me closer to ruining myself. They just wanted to make a fool out of me. A small part of me started to fight their control over me.

I tried to stop staring at their mesmerizing tits. I tried to stop imagining my cum coating their beautiful bosom. I tried to stop thinking that I was a mommy good boy that should obey them. But it still had not calmed me down. As hard as I tried to stop myself, I still wanted to cum so badly.

The lust had overwhelmed my mind. I gave up. I loosened my grip. I came. My cum shot in a high arc toward the two nurses, but the two seemed to have anticipated it and avoided my cum landing on their body. But I no longer care about coating their tits with my cum. I was washed in pleasure brought by the orgasm. My cock kept pulsating. It shot several strings of cum after the initial one. My ball seemed to want to be completely emptied. Each cumshot was also strength draining. My vision seemed to darken and darken after every cumshot as strength left my body. I was panting, trying to take as much air as I could to keep me awake. It finally ended, my ball was emptied after several cumshot. The cumshots landed everywhere, mostly on my body; hand, belly, groin, and thigh.

“Too bad, Mr. Robinson. You just last three minutes, two minutes short of our goal. You are pathetic. It was just as the master said, such a useless thing you had down there. We better dispose of them. You better be a sissy with a dysfunctional clit rather than a cock.” Mrs. C cruelly mocked me. She took a surgical knife from the medical tray near her.

I shook my head weakly, pleading with her to stop whatever she planned to do with my cock.

Nurse Clark then leaned toward me. The nurse in pink with Agent Hannah’s appearance whispered in my ear. “Actually, what you suspected was right. She’s your mom, Anna Robinson. I lied to you. She wasn’t free from the brainwashing. We are even more brainwashed than before. We belong to…”

I couldn’t hear her last remaining word as I plunged into the darkness once more.

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