THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 24 (Hannah's PoV)

Hannah’s PoV:

It was a big day for me. After I got a command from the Master last night, I didn’t waste any time. The Master wanted me to do it fast before the control he got over me faded. He wanted me to pull as many strings as I could to catch Darel and as many women around him. I wanted to prove that Darel was mind controlling people, but Master’s command changed that entirely. Master just told me to make up stuff so I could get many women around Darel caught by the police. I had busted Darel’s gym, his lab, and then the school following Master’s command. There were no less than twenty women that I and the police had apprehended today. As for Darel, he was slippery as expected and avoided our detention. Master had told me to ignore him and focused on catching as many as Darel’s brainwashed bitches. On the surface, they would be caught and sent to jail because of illegal prostitution, but Master might have another plan for them.

Scott was trying to keep me around, but I couldn’t stay at the school any longer.

I looked at my watch. It was already 5 hours since I made my round. Master told me to take note of the time and wanted me to back at him not more than six hours since I got exposed to the subliminal to make his hold over me stuck longer.

“We will talk later, I need to make a report first.” I said to Scott and excused myself.

I felt a bit guilty to leave Scott obvious to what actually happened, but this guilty feeling itself was a sign that the Master's control over me gradually faltered. Master had immaculately programmed me to seek him once I felt doubtful of his command. It was some sort of miracle that my counter-brainwashing hasn’t been triggered too. Was it already dismantled by someone? It no longer has the kick to make me think something weird was going on, but well, that means more power to the Master.

I made my way to the prison to meet the Master. He was there, serviced by Deputy Chief Gigi, and also Scott’s mom, Anna Robinson. I looked at the deputy chief. She no longer looked like the strong women I fought yesterday, but just a big-titted porn parody of a police officer. The deputy chief was twerking, begging Master to fuck her. Meanwhile, Anna was turned into his footrest, he had his sole pressed on her face. The Amazonian MILF looked so docile as she kneeled and licked his sole.

“You are here, have you completed your mission, agent bitch?”

Agent bitch, that was what I am being called now by Master. I didn’t offer any protest or resistance to being called that by the Master.

“I have caught around 20 bitches from Darel’s place, Master,” I reported. “It’s also been 5 hours since the last dronefication subliminal. That is why I am here.”

“It’s five hours already? Darn it, time flies fast when you have fun. Thank you for the reminder, Agent bitch.”

The master continued, “the three of you should stand in line while I renew your subliminal.”

The three of us stood side by side. Now that I think of it, when we stood in line like this, we fit one archetype: a fit, athletic MILF. Anna was the tallest of us, but Gigi had more pronounced muscle though she was the shortest. I was right in the middle.

“Alright bitches, look here.”

The three of us looked at the tablet that Master held as he commanded. I could feel my mind slip to a blank. Weirdly enough, despite being ‘mindless’, I could still hear Master’s voice.

He was currently talking to Anna.

“Anna, you are my submissive stress reliever. You are loyal to me. You love me more than anything, more than your son, more than your former husband, more than Darel. Your love belongs to me. You have no trouble betraying your son. You thought yourself as Mrs. C. or Mrs. Caleb rather than Anna Robinson. Your sole thought is how to please me. I am your Master. You have a penchant for humiliation, both for being humiliated or humiliating your son. Do you understand your instructions?”

“Yes, Master. I am Mrs. Caleb rather than Anna Robinson. I am your submissive stress reliever. My sole thought is how to please you. I love being humiliated by you and humiliating my son,” Anna answered.

“Good. Now, I want you to repeat ‘I hate the little shit Scott Robinson.’ a hundred times before you wake up, I want you to say like you mind it. The more you say it, the more hate toward Scott will take root in your mind. I want to ruin your mind with hate, so even if you somehow got free, the hatred will still linger in your mind.” Master commanded.

“I hate the little shit Scott Robinson. I hate the little shit Scott Robinson…” Anna repeated the words as the Master ordered.

The next after Anna was the Deputy Chief Gigi.

“Gigi, you are my porn officer. First and foremost, your job is to ensure my safety, and then second, service me with your body. You need to ensure that my operation in this jail is smooth and will be kept secret until I get freed next week. Aside from my safety, you are responsible for my entertainment, I want to see you and other officer bitches here dance erotically, begging me to fuck you. You and your team will learn all the whorish moves from those whores we catch. I want you to behave like a slutty officer coming straight out of porn around me.”

“Yes, Master. I am your porn officer. I will protect you and ensure you can work smoothly in this place until you get freed. I will also behave like a slutty officer around you. My team and I will learn all the whorish dances and moves so we can entertain you,” Gigi replied.

After Master strengthened Gigi’s subliminal. The last was me.

“Hannah, can you hear me? Am I deep inside your mind? If not, I want you to give deepest access to your mind.”

I nodded. Unlike others, Master needed to ensure that his command to me wasn’t just on the surface level which would be shrugged off by my counter brainwashing. He had a problem last night when he wanted to make his control stick on my brain initially until he found the right keyword.

“Hannah, you are my Agent Bitch. You are my double agent. You will still work for the CIA, you will want to catch my brother and put him in jail. But on the other hand, you will support me from now on and cover every single of my actions from prying eyes so nobody will suspect me. Darel, Scott, your fellow CIA agent, your CIA superior, shouldn’t know that I was the one who commanded you. You will prevent other CIA agents from coming to this city. You are loyal to me. I am your boss and master. You believe that my position in the chain of command is higher than your superior. The purpose of your every action should be for giving me greater control over other bitches and widen my freedom of action. Serving me gives you pleasure. Believing in me gives you pleasure. You crave that pleasure like a junkie. Pleasure is good. If you start to feel doubtful or doubt this command. I want you to drop whatever action you had currently and come to me to renew your subliminal.”

The Master’s words filled me with purpose again. The doubt I felt was pushed back to the back of my mind once more as the subliminal was reinforced.

“Yes, Master. I am your Agent Bitch. I am loyal to you. You are my boss. I will cover your action so nobody will suspect you. My purpose is to give you greater control over other bitches and widen your freedom. I love to serve you. Serving you gives me pleasure. If I start doubting you, I will drop whatever action I do currently and come to tell you so you can renew your subliminal,” I declared.

“Now, the three of you should wake up, cum and wake up.” The Master commanded.

My body shuddered and waves of pleasure washed over me. The three of us moaned in unison as we orgasmed. We were freed from our trance, but the subliminal command had taken root in our mind.

“We should have a foursome to commemorate this day. The day where I show that I am better than my brother, and after that we can begin to interrogate those we catch, I need to upgrade your subliminal to be more permanent rather than need to be applied every 6 hours,” said the Master. It was not a suggestion but another command.

Though the three of us had just orgasmed, we didn’t have any protest that the Master wanted us to serve him. We crawled to him with our cunt still wet from orgasm. Our opinion and circumstance didn’t matter. Serving Master Caleb was our current purpose.

To be continued in the next chapter

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