THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 17 (Hannah's PoV)

Hannah’s PoV:

Scott jolted awake after I administered a painful electric shock over his body. He opened his bloodshot eyes, it’s natural that his first instinct was to break free from me after what I did to him, but thankfully I had bound his hands and legs to a chair with rope.

“What are you doing to me? Please free me,” the boy yelled at me.

“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 breaking free from their mind control influence,” I explained my reason to him

“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. ”

The CIA agent was about to crank the machine and shock Scott.

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

“Okay,” I replied. That’s the least I could do for the poor boy.

Scott took a few deep breaths. “I'm ready.” His face showed an anxious expression.

I cranked the lever to trigger the shock. Scott began to scream in pain. If only I had the agency’s counter-brainwashing equipment on me, I wouldn’t need to put the boy in such ****. It was my mistake that I was too eager to succeed and anxious. If I was willing to wait a day, I could apply to borrow the equipment from the agency, but because I was too much in rush, the best I could gather was this electrocution chair.

I planned to apologize to the boy later when we were done. He deserved some apology. If he survived.

“How do you feel, Scott?” I asked him after we finished the electric shock treatment. I was worried that I put him through something that he couldn’t handle and really killed him, but the boy survived as I hoped, though he wasn’t in his best shape .

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

“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.”

I then moved toward Scott, and unzipped his trouser. His cock was stiff. I knelt before him, and began to stroke his cock. I didn’t do this because I was lustful, I stroked his cock for medical reasons. The shock had numbed his body, all his muscles and nerves were currently very stiff and tense. Massaging his cock and making him cum could help his blood flow and relax his tense muscles. It would help to accelerate his recovery, and diminish the risk of aftereffect.

“What are you doing, ma’am?”

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

Scott then made a weird face, “I can’t feel anything ma’am, how can I enjoy it?”

“You can still use your imagination, Scott.”

Honestly, I preferred that he couldn’t feel anything when I was jerking him. It made it feel less sexual.

My finger skillfully danced around his shaft like it was a flute. This wasn’t my first rodeo in facing this kind of situation. I wasn’t something I was proud of but my skill in handling cock wasn’t lesser than those of experienced hookers.

His cock soon twitched over the stimulation I gave him. A good sign, it mean even though he couldn’t currently feel anything, his body still worked normally.

I thought it would still take him a few more massages, but unexpectedly, he already cum just from those quick massage. He sprayed his cum right on my 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.” I said to him sarcastically. For a moment, I felt pissed because I was caught off guard, but I quickly calmed down. I couldn’t blame him, after all, it’s because of my superb hand job technique.

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

Scott didn’t respond to my question.

“Okay, let’s move to the next phase then.” I put a serious expression on my face, this was the time to check whether Scott had broken free from their influence.

“Can you remember what happened since Darel came to your school?” I started my inquiry.

He nodded. “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.”

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

I then continued my questioning, “Another question, are you sure that the workout video is the first time you got exposed to his subliminal?”

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

“Try to think again, this is important so we can avoid his hypnosis trap later.”

The room was silent for a moment. I gave Scott some time to think about it.

A few moments later, Scott finally replied, “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.”

I struck out the word ‘****’ and ‘esper’ in my note. This meant that Darel didn’t use **** and thankfully wasn’t an esper. The bureau had classified mind controllers by how they mind control people; ****, subliminal, technology, and esper. **** users were the easiest ones to handle, while facing an esper with the ability to control someone needed to be handled with special protocol. Thankfully, so far, I never met an esper, I even think that someone with those abilities didn’t exist and only stories made by the higher ups as precaution. Back again to Darel’s case, from the information we gathered, it was apparent that Darel used subliminal as his means to mind control someone. The agency put subliminal and technology in a separated category. Subliminal could be through subliminal message, or conventional hypnosis, it wasn’t always using technology, vice versa, technology was not only subliminal messaging. For now, I listed Darel as a mind controller who uses subliminal with a potential of other technology because he had Natasha as his backer.

“Can you put Darel into prison and save my mom and all other women he controls?” It was not a question, but a plea from the boy.

I put my hand on his shoulder, “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 counter-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.”

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