THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 16 (Scott's PoV)

Scott PoV:

“So, what did Principal Lopez want to discuss with you? You missed an entire first period for it, so it must be something big,” David interrogated me when we met up again in another class.

“Well, the principal warned me not to talk badly about Darel. Honestly, I don’t remember talking bad about him except when I talk with you two, you aren’t snitching me to Principal Lopez, aren’t you?” I looked at David with suspicion.

“Really, Scott? Are you suspecting me? For god’s sake, I’m your best friend. I'm one of the few who didn’t leave you when you were being bullied by Caleb. I will never sell you out!” David scoffed in displeasure at my response.

“Can’t blame me for suspecting you, you are getting close to Coach Lebron lately.”

“Why don’t you suspect that Raven is the one who is snitching on you?” David protested.

I shook my head. “Raven won't do it.”

“Geez, Scott, you are a hapless love brain. Anyway, is that all? I couldn’t believe that the principal called you just for that.”

“Sorry, Dave, the rest of our talk is a bit more private.”

I didn’t want to tell David that I wasted a lot of time waiting for Principal Lopez to sober from her afterglow from being fucked by Darel. The waiting was hell of temptation for me, I was fighting my intrusive thought to just lick Darel’s cum that leaking from the principal’s pussy. Thankfully, I still have quite good self-control.

I recalled what happened on the room.

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It was 15 minutes later that Principal Lopez finally able to shrug off the afterglow and regain her modicum of respectability instead of being a drooling slut.

She had asked me why I was in the room, as if she forgot that she was the one who called me there. It took me to explain it to her before she recalled the announcement she made.

Even after she recalled that, it was clear that I wasn’t her priority. The principal had made me wait some more time while she pushed Darel’s gunk out of her pussy.

It seemed that Principal Lopez noticed that I was so focused on her pussy, or to be precise, on Darel’s cum she drove out of her cunt. She teased me about whether I wanted to lick the cum in her pussy.

I swallowed my saliva. I wanted to nod, but I was still able to persist against the lustful thought. Who knew what kind of trap she was preparing behind her offer.

“No fun, but rather than letting such prime cum go to waste, you may as well be licking the cum puddle on the floor. Worry not, I will not punish you for this, if you clean the floor thoroughly, I will even reward you.”

“Really?” I still didn’t let my guard down.

“Really. Why should I lie to you? You can keep my word for this, but well, if you don’t want it, it’s fine. I will not **** you.”

“No…Let me do it,” I blurted.

This was madness! I didn’t know why I even wanted to do this. I didn’t know why I threw my dignity away just to lick Darel’s cum. Was I being mind controlled? No way, mind control wasn’t real. Everything I did was because I was a pathetic sissy.

I went down to all fours and licked the cum puddle on the floor. I could hear Principal Lopez laugh at my pathetic display.

“Oh, fuck, seeing you licking those cum on the floor like a dog makes me so turned on, Mr. Robinson.” She moaned.

I took a glance at her. Principal Lopez was rubbing her pussy with her fingers. She had an evil, wicked grin on her face, she was really enjoying my humiliation.

She let out a hot stream of piss right on my face.

“Oops, sorry, Mr. Robinson, I just can’t hold it. Here, as a compensation, you might use my panties to wipe your face. I know a pervert like you will like this kind of compensation.”

Principal Lopez then handed me her dirty, soiled panties. My face was blushing red. There was no denying that it was the kind of gift I liked, but being exposed by the principal was still so embarrassing.

“Come on, Mr. Robinson, what are you waiting for? I fear that you will catch a cold if you don’t wipe my piss from your face soon,” principal Lopez reminded me.

_Catch a cold? There is no way I will catch a cold from this. _But I understood what she implied behind her words. She insisted that I wipe my face in front of her using her panties.

I brought her panties close to my face. I could smell the strong musky, and sweaty scent of her panties, it was worse than mom’s. Their scent made me feel nauseated, but weirdly enough, I didn’t dislike the smell.

“What a pervert! Are you one of those perverts who love to steal and sniff women’s panties, Scott?” Principal Lopez mocked me.

I ignored her insult because it was half-true, I was a panties-sniffing sissy pervert but I didn’t want to admit it. After I finished wiping my face dry with her panties, I was about to hand her panties back to her, but the principal stopped me.

“You don't need to hand my panties back to me, Mr. Robinson, I didn't want that dirty thing anymore. You can keep my panties, this is also your reward after licking the floor clean. I want you to cherish it. I will be pretty sad if I find out that you threw away my panties.”

It was clear that I wouldn't be unable to dispose of these panties during the school hours. I was **** to keep it by Principal Lopez. Honestly, I felt quite conflicted about it. My heart was racing fast. My perverse side felt delighted that I could keep her panties for my collection, but my logical side felt that the panties were a ‘hot potato’, a trouble. Who could guarantee that when I walked out of this room, Principal Lopez wouldn’t expose me for my possession of her panties using the PA system to embarrass me.

“Okay, I think we can talk properly now. I will make it short; Scott Robinson, I heard that you have been spreading rumors and tarnishing coach Darel's reputation. I warn you to never do it again, spreading rumors about your teacher is a violation of the school rules.”

“Spreading rumors? I never —”

“—I don’t want to hear you deny the allegation, Mr. Robinson. If you do this another time, I can do worse than tell the school that you are a panty-sniffing pervert who takes my panties. People will believe me more than you, even if you throw away my panties to dispose of the ‘evidence’. So, just be a good boy. Do you understand?” Principal Lopez threatened me like she was able to read my mind.

I nodded my head under her pressure. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Now, pull down your trousers,” she commanded.

I hesitated for a moment, but her threat was still fresh in my mind, so in fear, I did as she commanded.

Principal Lopez then broke out in loud guffaw. “Pffttt…do you wear your mom’s panties, Scott?

Yes, underneath my trousers, I was wearing my mom’s lacy, red panties.

“I plan to let you wear my panties, but I never expect that you will beat me to it. I should have expected that a sissy like you would love to wear a woman’s underwear,” said the principal with disdain.

The MILF principal continued, her expression now full of disgust, “Pull your pants up and go away from this room, you pervert!”

She kicked me out of the room.

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Back to the present. I had steered the conversation with David away from the topic about what happened in the principal room.

“I wonder when those chosen students will be back from the excursion,” I said to David.

“Probably tomorrow, it's already been a week, they should have finished the lab excursion today. Man, I miss Tiffany; I want to show off my gain to her.” David flexed his biceps. His body wasn’t that different from how he used to look, but there were already some signs of pronounced muscle in his arm. It looked like his workout had some payoff.

Somehow, looking at David, who was funnily flexing his barely existent muscle, already made me squirm on my chair. I felt weak compared to him, and David seemed much bigger, stronger, and more reliable as a man than me.

“Hey, Dave..”

“What?”

“Nothing. Never mind it.”

I was about to ask him whether I should begin to workout at the gym too, but I took the idea back. Just looking at how manly David had become already made me so nervous, I would only make fool of myself at the gym full of fit, manly men and sexy, athletic women. It was better to just do a light workout at home.

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Time passed, and the school hour ended. I didn’t go home right away. I have an errand to run before going home. Mommy had given me some allowance to buy a few ‘toys’. Sex toys. She had asked me to buy some sex toys for her and to get one for myself as a reward.

Some minutes later, I finally arrived at the adult toys store that my mom told me. Somehow, I felt that someone was tailing and observing me since I left the school grounds; it might be just my feeling, though.

I entered the store, and my horizons were instantly expanded. So far, my knowledge of sex toys was limited to the porn I watched. But the store had a lot more variety of adult toys than I was expecting; they even had some unique imported toys from Japan and China.

Big black dildo, big anal plug, double-headed dildo, nipple clamp, cock cage, riding crop.

I went over my mom’s shopping list and put these toys in my basket.

Finishing the list, I stopped on the rack that displayed various onaholes and fleshlights. I knew about Onahole from Japanese porn. These onaholes were said to emulate someone's pussy or mouth. I thought this kind of toy would suit me well. I picked one that emulated someone’s mouth. The thing looked a little creepy with thick, plump lips on it, and it even had fake teeth.

I brought my basket to the cashier. The cashier was a hot, goth girl with purple curly hair. She reminded me a bit of Raven, an older version of Raven. The cashier had much bigger tits than Raven and also dressed more boldly in a skimpy crop top and miniskirt.

“Are you going to buy this for yourself, boy?” the cashier asked. She gave me a teasing look.

“Uhmm…No, it’s for my mom.”

“Your…mom?” Her expression changed into an incredulous one. She looked at me with some pity.

The cashier’s expression quickly went back to normal, and she tried to give me her best business smile, “Well, I will not judge you or your mom, we are all kinky perverts here. The total for these toys will be $200. Do you want to pay it in cash or using a card.”

“I will pay it in cash,” I paid her the exact amount. Thankfully, it wasn’t over the budget mom gave me. She gave me exactly $200 to buy those toys for her.

“Thanks for the patronage, handsome. Remember to come again,” the cashier said as she handed me the toys I had paid for in a plastic bag.

Being called handsome by a woman that reminded me of Raven made me feel gleeful. Maybe I would come here again if I saved enough money to buy more of those adult toys.

I left the store, but before I walked out of the alley, I was stopped by someone. A brunette-haired woman in a black suit, and wearing black sunglasses.

“Are you Scott Robinson?” the woman asked.

I shook my head, denying my identity.

“Don’t be afraid, Scott. I mean no harm. I need your help, please come with me.”

“I-I can’t. I need to bring these toys back home first,” I made up a reason on the spot to not follow her.

“Okay, I will give you a ride, using my car will be much faster. Please believe me, I mean no harm. I’m agent Hannah Clark from the CIA.” Hannah showed me her agent identification card.

“CIA? Why does the CIA is looking for me?” Rather than making me feel assured, it made me feel more warier of her

“It's a long story, but let's get you home first to bring those toys to your mom, we can talk after that, I want you to trust me.”

After contemplating for a few moments, I finally agreed to her offer. “Fine. I will trust you.”

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The drive home was silent. But the agent really sent me home instead of **** me and bringing me somewhere else.

“I will give you 30 minutes to settle the thing at home, please come out before 30 minutes pass and then approach this car without attracting attention to yourself. Also, don’t tell anyone if you meet me.” Said the agent.

“What will you do to me if I don’t come out of my house after 30 minutes have pass?”

“Nothing. I will just leave. But you can’t be at home forever, I will visit you another time, and I might not be as friendly as I am now.” There was a hidden threat in her answer

“Ok, I understand, I will come out before 30 minutes.”

I came out of her car and entered the house to drop off these toys on the table that Mom would easily find. Naturally, Mom wasn’t home yet at this time, so there was nobody I could tell about the agent. Should I call David? I threw the idea away. The opponent was a trained secret agent, I believed she had anticipated if I was going to call my friend. It seemed that I could only go with her obediently and trust her that she didn’t mean harm.

I looked at the mouth-shaped onahole I just bought. There was still time for me to test the stuff, I still had around twenty minutes or more I could use to masturbate. It could be the last time I could masturbate anyway; it wasn’t the first time that the intelligence bureau silenced someone by killing them. I didn't know what I was entangled with, but my mind already thought of the worst.

I brought the lips of the fleshlight to my peepee. I imagined that the lips belonged to my mom. My peepee got hard as I imagined she was giving me a blowjob, but somehow I couldn’t enjoy it and instead, I felt my stomach knot in guilt. A sissy like me should fantasize about my own mom in such a sexual way, but such a forbidden fantasy made my peepee very hard. The harder my peepee the more guilty I felt. I could already vividly picture how disappointed and angry my mom if she knew I fantasized about her. My mind was telling me I should stop because this is wrong, but my hips and hands seemed to have a mind of their own. Rather than stopping, I picked up my pace and pushed my peepee into the fleshlight faster.

“Mom, I’m going to cum,” I moaned, then I unloaded my jizz inside the fleshlight.

The pleasure I felt of being finally able to cum only lasted several seconds before overwhelming guilt swept those pleasures away.

I pulled my peepee from the fleshlight. I looked at the clock; not even five minutes had passed. It’s not that I was a premature ejaculator that easily cum but the pleasure brought by the fleshlight was too great! it was as if my cock was sucked by a real woman, much better than using my hand and a couple of tissues. Maybe if there was next time, I shouldn’t fantasize about my mom when I use the fleshlight so I could bask in the pleasure rather than feeling guilty.

When I looked at the fleshlight in my hand, I suddenly had an idea. I tore a paper from my book and wrote down my situation.

If I don't come back, I’m being captured by a CIA agent named Hannah Clark.

I rolled the paper and inserted it into the fleshlight’s mouth opening. The fleshlight was dirty with my cum but it would help attracting my mom's attention. When she checked it, she would find the rolled paper and know my situation. I’m brilliant! I praised myself for coming up with the idea.

Ten minutes later, I left my house after making some arrangements and approached the agent’s car as she commanded.

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“Good, you are here, let’s go to a safer place first,” Hannah said as she started her car.

She brought me to an abandoned lodge in the suburb.

“What will you do to me? You said you wanted my help, so how could I help you?” I asked her.

“Scott, do you believe in mind control?” The brunette haired agent asked me back.

I shook my head. “No, mind control isn’t real.”

“What if I tell you that mind control is real?”

I still shook my head. “I wouldn’t believe it, mind control isn’t real.”

“What if I showed you the proof that mind control is real? Will you believe me?”

“Maybe. I don’t know, but I can’t believe that mind control is real unless you provide strong proof.”

Hannah then took her laptop and showed me a video. A familiar video. The same workout video that Coach Lebron sent my mom.

“Do you recognize this video, Scott?”

I nodded.

Hannah let out a sigh. “As I expected, you are under their control too.”

“Under their control? Whose control?” I was puzzled. Was I being mind controlled by someone?

“Forgive me, Scott, this might hurt a little, but this is for your goodness.”

The agent swiftly took me down by punching me in the guts, and then put chloroform on my face. I was unable to resist and lost my consciousness.

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