THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 18 (Anna's Pov)

Anna’s PoV:

Yesterday.

When I came home, I found Scott was missing. At first I didn’t care about him being missing, who cares about that pathetic wimp anyway. But then I accidentally stumbled upon his toy that wasn’t included in the list of toys I asked him to buy for me. It was a fleshlight in the shape of some girl’s mouth. There was some trail of cum on the fleshlight. I frowned in disgust as I looked at the fleshlight. But when I looked at it further before I threw it away, I noticed that there seemed to be something else inside the fleshlight. I put my finger inside the ‘mouth’, trying to fetch whatever thing hidden inside it. It turned out to be a piece of paper. A note.

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

It was Scott’s writing.

Now, the question, why did a CIA agent catch Scott?

I had a hunch that this matter involved my beloved Darel. I tried to call him, but he didn’t pick his phone. Sometimes, I wished that my dear didn’t be too busy banging other bitches. It was until I called him tenth more times that he finally picked up the call.

“Darel, bad news...” I said to him in a panicky tone as soon as he picked the call.

“Calm down, Sweet tits, what bad news can make you this panicked?” He asked.

“The wimpy son of mine…he…”

“What happened to that loser? He did not accidentally kill himself, right?”

“No, He lived, maybe.”

“What do you mean by maybe? Cut to the case.” Darel began to feel that the matter would be complicated this time.

“He got caught by the CIA. I feel this will be related to you, so I call you in panic.”

“Wait, can you repeat who caught him again?” He felt like he had heard something that he didn’t want to hear, and tried to check whether he had misheard it or not.

“The CIA. Scott left me a note saying that a CIA agent named Hannah Clark caught him.”

“Fuck, I didn’t expect that the CIA would smell my activities in this city this soon, fucking fuck shit,” he cursed angrily.

I patiently heard him cursing until he was satisfied. I heard him let out a heavy sigh a few moments later.

“Was the note really written by him?” He asked. His tone was serious compared to before when he still took the matter lightly.

“Yes. I believe this is his writing.” I wouldn’t mistake it.

“Good. I’m glad that I turned him into a submissive pathetic sissy. He left us a valuable clue. Things are still not completely out of control and give us an initiative in this matter.”

“What should we do?”

“Let me think of a plan.”

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Back to the present.

“He just came back.” I messaged Darel after Scott returned home.

“Do as planned.” He replied to me.

I then confronted Scott who just entered the home. Darel had asked me to get some information from him but also acting like I didn’t know the whole matter that he was caught by the CIA.

When I asked him where he had been these two days, he answered that he was at David's house. It seemed that Scott also didn’t want me to know that he was with a CIA agent. According to Darel, this meant that Scott had now been working together with the CIA and planning to harm Darel. I couldn’t let the sissy harm my beloved Darel, even if he was my son.

Ugh, why did he didn’t stay as a good sissy?

I grasped his wrist tightly. I didn’t let Scott know how angry I was toward him. I wanted to punish him right here because of what he did, but Darel had other plans. Punishing him would not solve the crisis facing us.

I dragged him forcefully.

“Wait, mom. Where are we going?” he asked me.

“Have you forgotten Scott, I have promised you that today we would shop together. I want to buy you a wardrobe full of cute panties and clothes. We will also go to the salon and get you some makeover so you can be a pretty sissy gurl.”

I couldn’t punish him physically, but I could still remind him that he should be a docile sissy gurl.

We drove to a mall downtown. Darel had prepared the stage. There were a lot of Darel’s bitches already waiting in that mall so there would be no mistake on the plan.

“I have asked a special guest to accompany us this time. Because you suddenly went missing, you made her wait for you more than an hour. When we got there, you needed to apologize to her.” I said to Scott.

After several minutes of driving, we arrived at the mall.

“Hello, Mrs. Robinson and you, Scott.” Candy greeted us as we came out of our car.

Candy would be pivotal to our plan.

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We were on a shopping spree for dress and underwear for Scott for almost two hours. We not just shopping randomly, it was all calculated to wear down Scott’s mentality. After enough shopping, our next stop was Esmeralda’s salon for our next phase of the plan.

“Anna! Candy! I thought you two canceled your appointment.” Greeted Esmeralda as we arrived at her salon.

I introduced Esmeralda to Scott and explained to her what kind of makeover that I want her to give Scott. Esmeralda then brought Scott with her to one of the salon’s stall, meanwhile I and Candy went to the Salon’s office room. Inside the office room, my beloved Darel was already waiting for us. He was seating on the president. This salon was Esmeralda’s in name, but Esmeralda was Darel’s ****, so it was normal that Darel sat on the president chair.

Candy and I dropped to all fours and crawled toward him. We stopped before his leg like a puppy.

“Master, may we serve you?” I and Candy said in almost unison.

Darel just nodded his head, giving us his approval.

I unbuckled his pant and pulled it down, freeing his magnificent cock out. The two of us double teamed his cock. Candy was licking his shaft while I licked his ball.

“Okay, Candy, give me a blowjob, and Anna, keep licking my ball, let my ball rest on your face as Candy sucks my cock,” Darel commanded.

“Yes, master.”

I let his big ball rest on face as commanded. I kept licking the bottom of his ball with my tongue.

I was quite envious that Candy got to suck his cock, but it was understandable why she got to suck his cock while I only got to lick his ball. After what Scott did, it was natural that he was slightly pissed about me.

After five more minutes of licking his ball, my tongue began to get tired. Thankfully, it seemed that Darel was about to cum from how his cock throb.

“The two of you line up, I will cum on your face!” he instructed the two of us.

I felt some warmth in my heart. I thought only Candy would get his cum this time, but I never expected that Darel would let me get my share too.

We lined up, still in kneeling position, waiting for Darel to coat our faces with his cum.

Darel stroked his cock and sprayed rope upon rope of cum to our faces.

“Thank you for your cum, master.” We both expressed our gratitude.

“You two shall see what is happening in the other room.”

Since we entered the room, our focus was only on Darel, but now we finally looked at the big monitor in the room. The monitor showed what happened in Esmeralda’s booth. I saw that Scott was ****, and Esmeralda was giving him some long hair extension. After finished clipping the hair extension to his scalp, she started working on his face. Esmeralda took out a laser tattoo tool and tattooed a permanent makeup on Scott’s face. Scott seemed to be able to wake up at any moment, but Esmeralda was working like a magician, her movement was soft and delicate, so it didn’t break the sleep ‘spell’ she put Scott into.

After she finished with his makeup, Esmeralda then put a VR visor on Scott’s eyes.

“What kind of subliminal do you give him, Master? Did you make him accept the fact that he was a pathetic sissy?”

Darel shook his head, “no, making him a sissy will not solve our crisis, the CIA agent behind him will only be more aware of me. On the contrary, I am giving him some extra bravado, I make his desire to be a hero grow. I push him so he wants to save both of you from me even more, I make him reckless and impatient. He will be the one who leads us to the CIA agent so we can deal with them.”

“But, Master, I don’t want to be saved, I want to be with you,” said Candy coyly.

“Unfortunately, the next step of our plan involves you being saved by him. It will be temporary, because saving you will cost them a lot. I will be the one who will come out as the winner in this clash, I will make the CIA consider a lot before sending me another one of their agents to catch me, and I will take you back.” Darel replied confidently.

Darel continued, “Anna, can you pick the Dreammaker in that box.”

“Yes, dear.” I walked to the corner of the room and picked something that look like a more complex version of the VR visor that Scott wore from its box. I then handed the visor to Darel.

“This is the improved version of the Dreammaker made by Natasha after gathering much data from your lab excursion. We will tinker with your mind, so even though they save you, you won’t be able to give any useful info to them and instead be their stumbling block.” Darel said to Candy.

“I want you to wear it now, Candy.” Darel commanded.

Candy looked hesitant, but she still obeyed Darel’s order and put the visor to her head.

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From the room, I looked at Scott who was finally out of the salon’s stall and went to the lobby. Scott was approached by Candy who greeted him with joy and hugged him like how she hugged a teddy bear. We had put some bug in Candy’s clothes, so we could hear their conversation.

“Candy, where’s my mom?”.

“She left. Mrs. Robinson has some urgent business and asks me to accompany you for the time being.” Candy answered. “So, Scottie, do you have any interesting places we could visit?”

Scott paused for a moment, his face showing some hesitation. We who were in the room even fear that he didn’t take the bait.

“Yes, I know some interesting places we can visit, but I need to go to the toilet first, I will be right back quickly,” Scott replied.

Darel finally relaxed after Scott’s give Candy an answer.

“Anna, while Candy goes out with Scott, I need you to visit Caleb, and do this…” Darel whispered in my ear.

My eyes widened in surprise from what I heard.

“Did you want me to do that to Caleb?”

“Yes, when I think about it, this happened because of Caleb, and every time I think about it, I feel angry, but he is my dear brother even though he is quite stupid, so I can’t be too harsh on him, but he needs to be taught a lesson. I think you are suitable to teach him to be a good boy.”

“Yes, my dear, I will teach Caleb to be a good boy you can be proud of.” I answered.

To be continued in the next chapter

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