THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 38 (Lisa's PoV)

Lisa's PoV:

“Fuck me, master…fuck me, fill my pussy with your cum.”

I jolted awake. That’s kind of a dream again. This wasn't the first time I woke up with my hand inside my panties, touching my soaking wet pussy.

It’s been three weeks since that day, but the effect of the subliminal didn’t fade away. It’s only grown stronger.

Coach Darel seemed to plant something inside me, so even after the agent debrainwashed me, he would easily claim me again.

The dream started just a week ago. The worst actually wasn’t the dream; at least the dream gave me pleasure, but the urge and the other side effects. I found myself desiring to be touched and fucked by him. And I also found that there was a countermeasure for runaway slaves planted in me. Whenever I was thinking about leaving the city, I was hit by an overwhelming panic attack. There was a time I successfully left the city border, just for me to have a terrible nervous breakdown that only vanished when I went back to the city.

I really didn’t want to be involved with Coach Darel anymore. It might be my luck that he was missing.

What is actually happening in this city?

Back to a few weeks ago.

I noticed that Agent Hannah was behaving weirdly that morning when she called the cops to catch the principal and other teachers related to Coach Darel. I could still remember the night when we were going to the nightclub to get some extra pocket money by whoring ourselves. I believed that Agent Hannah was influenced by Coach Darel at that time. I was also subtly controlled by the subliminal for some time, so I didn’t realize how wrong and strange our actions were back then. Thankfully, the subliminal influence wore off after a few days, and after I thought back, I realized how weird our actions were. Maybe Agent Hannah realized it earlier than me, and then decided to bust Coach Darel and everyone who was related to him. But it seemed too hasty of her. I still remember that the Agent was trying to gather solid proof about Coach Darel, and she wanted me to help her; that’s why I came back to my house despite knowing the risk, and my mom was still under the control of Coach Darel. Then the next morning, all of a sudden, she said she had proof to arrest Coach Darel and others.

That’s pretty suspicious. Where did she get the proof? It was just out of nowhere and sudden. That day, instead of coming home right away, I decided to hide. Unfortunately, I couldn’t alert Scott. But I believe that the boy would find his own way.

My suspicion was right on the mark. My mother was arrested by Agent Hannah. The agent didn’t intend to save my mother, but sent her to prison.

Wait. Prison? Caleb was in prison. I remember telling Agent Hannah about what I did in prison when I was Candy. Did Agent Hannah visit the prison that night after hearing my story?

Was Caleb the one who gave her all the proof? Caleb should have known most of the women that his brother controlled. Did Agent Hannah and Caleb work together to arrest Coach Darel? Why would Caleb want to arrest his own brother?

I got my answer a few days later. I went to my home again, trying to get my things from the house, but I saw my mother, who had been previously arrested by Agent Hannah. I remembered that the agent said that she would help my mother recover from her previous brainwashing, but she wasn’t being de-brainwashed at all; she was still a green-haired goth lady, and might be even sluttier and more vulgar now. She was a goth cougar. I saw her dressed in a skimpy fishnet top without wearing anything underneath her fishnet top, so I could see her pierced nipples. She had a black mini skirt and shiny, black, thigh-high boots.

I revealed my identity to her by removing my mask and sunglasses. If she still had her old brainwashing, she would be submissive to me. I then could let her help me, but as I saw her eyes full of desire, and like a predator seeing its prey when she saw me. I knew her brainwashing had been overwritten by something else. Someone had brainwashed her to be a sluttier, more lustful goth bitch. And not the submissive one she was before. This one felt dangerous. Long story short, I decided to trust my gut feeling, and I ran away as fast as I could from my ‘mother’. I didn’t want to be caught by her, but I could guess what my fate was if I waited there any longer: becoming a plaything once more for the mastermind.

Coach Darel was missing, so the only one who could tinker with my mother’s brainwashing was…Caleb. My mind suddenly became clear after I put the pieces together. Caleb somehow managed to brainwash Agent Hannah more thoroughly than Coach Darel. I didn’t know how he did it. The controlled agent then went to arrest everyone related to Coach Darel. Proof was no longer important as she only did what Caleb commanded her to do. And then those who got arrested got further brainwashed by Caleb. I didn’t know the reason why Caleb wanted to usurp his brother, but either way, it’s not good.

Back to the present.

I can’t keep acting this way. Counting this one, I have been wetting my bed with my pussy juice thrice this week.

Thankfully, I lived in this place alone, and nobody saw my shameful accident. I was hiding in one of Coach Darel’s safehouses. The police had checked this place thoroughly and finally left it alone before I moved in. There were still several police lines outside to prevent outsiders from entering, but I knew the hidden backdoor to access the place’s basement and enter the place without anybody noticing. Since then, I have used this place as my temporary house. There was a chance that Coach Darel would come back to this place and catch me here. But strangely, I don’t feel any dread about the possibility. Maybe it was because the subliminal Coach Darel planted in me made me choose this place.

Granted, I knew I shouldn’t be lulled by the false sense of security that this place gave me. Ever since I started to dream about Darel and the urge to meet him became stronger, I had started thinking about how to remove the hidden subliminal messages Coach Darel planted in me.

Normal de-brainwashing seemed to be ineffective in removing the hidden influence Coach Darel planted in my mind. So, how to remove it? What tool can I use to remove the deep-rooted command that even the CIA agent failed to remove from my mind?

I contemplated for several minutes until I remembered something. Right, there’s the lab!

Dr. Natasha's lab housed various instruments that could deepen or remove brainwashing. The issue was that I couldn't determine which tool would best suit my needs, and there was no guarantee I could use it. But this was my only hope right now.

I recalled my mom’s favorite quote before she got changed. As long as there's a will, there is a way. The matter of whether I could use the debrainwashing instrument was something I could figure out later.

I managed to sneak into the facility. The power of the facility was still on despite being abandoned for a few weeks.

I thought I would have every time in the world to explore the lab, but I was wrong. I’m not alone in the lab. There were other people in this place. I quickly responded and found myself a hiding place.

I lay in hiding, waiting in ambush.

Wait, is that Mrs. Robinson? Why is Scott's mom here? She’s naked. Is she a runaway, too? Or is she under the control of Caleb or Coach Darel?

I observed her movement from my hiding place. She seemed to aim for the emergency exit. There’s a chance that she had broken free from whoever was controlling her.

Should I expose myself and let her know about me? What if she were still under control, and she wasn’t trying to escape but to patrol the area?

What to do with her? After a quick contemplation, I ambushed her from behind and covered her mouth with my chloroform-laced handkerchief. After a few seconds of struggle, Mrs. Robinson finally lost consciousness.

I wanted to help Mrs. Robinson, but I didn’t want to be known to avoid the risk, so I chose to neutralize her first. Thankfully, I didn’t seem to trigger any alert. After she fell unconscious, I dragged her out of the facility through the emergency exit. I left her on the covered side of the road. If she were a runaway, when she recovered, she could just go along the road. If she was still under the control of Caleb or Coach Darel, she wouldn’t know that I was the one who did it, and give me time to maneuver.

I’m sorry, Mrs. Robinson. This is the limit I can do in this situation.

I knew I should come back on another day rather than risk myself; Mrs. Robinson might not come alone to the lab. There might be other people. People under mind control. But curiosity killed the cat. It might be a high-risk, high-reward situation for me to find out what they were doing in the lab.

So, I sneaked back. I stealthily explored the lab. In one of the rooms, I saw Dr. Natasha tinkering with her computer.

She was one person on my list that I didn’t want to meet. Dr. Natasha might be more dangerous than Caleb or Coach Darel, as she was the one who was tasked to improve the mind control device.

“Come in, little rat, you don’t need to sneak around. I know you're there. Do you think you can escape from the security camera? Don’t try to escape. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.”

Shit. She found me. I stood up and came out of my hiding place with maximum alertness.

“Ah, it’s you, Candy. Did Darel send you here?”

Did she think I’m still under the control of Coach Darel?

I nodded my head instead of denying it. It was a half-truth anyway.

“Sorry, Candyass, we don’t belong to Darel anymore. Master Caleb might love to put you into his collection,” Natasha said. She then called someone through the intercom, “Gigi, there’s someone who managed to enter the lab without you knowing. Did you guard the door properly? Come here!”’

A minute later, Gigi, the deputy warden, entered the room. She looked at me with hostility. Natasha ordered her to restrain me. Gigi moved behind me and handcuffed my hand.

“Gigi, hold her properly; she was still under Darel’s control, so we need to flash her with subliminal. Thankfully, I can use the control panel of this lab as a subliminal transmitter.”

Dr. Natasha took the panel from its place. She walked toward me with the panel in her hand.

“Please look at this.”

Instead of looking at the monitor, I closed my eyes.

“You can open your eyes. I have taken care of the potential obstruction for our talk.” Dr. Natasha said.

What did she say? Is it a trap?

I slowly opened my eyes. Dr. Natasha had put down the panel.

“Gigi, free her, and kneel before me.”

The police warden freed my hand. She then came before Dr. Natasha.

“Lick.” Dr. Natasha commanded the police warden.

Gigi began licking the mad scientist’s pussy.

“Yes, I miss these good feelings; it's been three weeks under Caleb that I couldn’t get any pleasure.”

I was flabbergasted by the scene.

Dr. Natasha snickered at me, “Surprised? Let’s talk. I want to know about Darel’s whereabouts.”

I didn’t know Coach Darel’s whereabouts. What should I tell her?

TO BE CONTINUED.

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