THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 19 (Candy's PoV)

Candy’s PoV:

Back to an hour ago.

“Sorry.There was some queue in the toilet so it took me a while.” Scott said to me. If it was not because the Master told me to go with Scott, I would not be patient enough to wait for him. I could use those 15 minutes of waiting to suck other men’s cock, or jilling my pussy. Unfortunately, Master Darel had forbidden me to masturbate in the open.

“So, Scottie, where should we go? I have promised your mom to accompany you for the next few hours. But gosh, I hope you really know some interesting places to visit. And please not at the arcade, or other nerdy hangout.”

“Uhm, just follow me, I promise it’s not a nerd hangout place, maybe,” Scott said with some nervousness apparent in his gesture.

“Alright, I will believe what you said, for now, until we arrive at the place. So, should we go now? Or do you still have something to do before we go?”

“No, we can go now,” Scott answered.

I hugged Scott’s arm and got closer to him. After spending time in the prison last week to entertain Caleb and the warden, I had mastered the art of acting as a good, flirty escort. Master Darel had said to keep Scott nervous and on edge.

“Lead the way, Cutiepie,“ I whispered in his ear.

I could see his Adam's apple moving up and down in nervousness.

“Y-yes follow me.” Scott stuttered.

The two of us were riding the bus to Scott’s ‘secret’ place. Scott still didn’t tell me about our destination, but because of Master Darel’s order, I didn’t ask much but let him lead the way.

“Can I borrow your phone for a few minutes, Candy? My phone battery was dead, and I still need to check the map.”

I showed him a clear distaste when he asked me to borrow my phone. How rude and pathetic of him.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t say no to his request because of Master Darel’s command. I quickly adjusted my expression back to normal.

“As long as you promise me to not open anything aside from the map, I will lend you my phone.”

“Okay, I promise you.” Scott replied.

I handed my phone to him. Scott let out a relieved sigh after he got my phone in his hand. He said to borrow my phone for a few minutes but until we stopped at our destination twenty minutes later, he didn’t give my phone back, but I acted like I had forgotten about it. I could tell from his previous relieved sigh that he was worried about my phone. What did Scott worry about? Was he scared that I would contact Master Darel? Maybe, after all, Scott thought Master Darel was his enemy.

After the bus ride, and short walk, we finally arrived at our destination. It was a shady bar hidden in an alleyway. There were only a few people passing by. When we entered the cafe, there were almost no people there. Their visitors can be counted by one hand. They only had one waitress serving the drink. I admitted that the waitress was quite pretty.

The waitress approached us after we took a seat.

“Hello, can I help you with something?” the Waitress asked.

“Ms. Hannah, please he—”

Scott stopped mid-sentence and didn’t finish his words. Scott seemed to know the waitress. Well, he knew a hidden place like this, so it wasn't his first time coming here. It’s no wonder that he knew the waitress.

I could sense that the waitress was eyeing me. So, I did the same to her. I observed her appearance from top to bottom. Brunette haired, 36 D, big butt. Master Darel would be happy to get his hand on her.

“This is our menu list. We have wine, beer, and coffee. We also have our in-house special that was popular with our regulars, I hope you try it.” The waitress, Ms. Hannah, handed us the menu.

“I want the in-house special,” Scott said.

“And you miss? Do you want the in-house special too? Buying two in-house specials will get you a discount and free snack,” the waitress offered.

“Give me the in-house specials too,” I answered.

“Two in-house specials will be coming right soon.” Said the waitress before she left with our order and walked to the bartender.

“So, what did you learn on the lab excursion?” Scott asked me to fill up some times while we waited for the drink.

I couldn’t tell him that I spent the week sucking cock or being fucked in my holes, right?

“Something boring. I don’t fully understand what they told us in the lab. You should ask a smarter girl like Minami if you want an explanation.” I lied to Scott. Minami was one of the girls that also went on our excursion. She was a 2nd generation Japanese. Once, she was a very studious student and quite a smart girl. But I bet the excursion had changed her into someone more fun than a boring studious person.

“Ah, okay.”

The table turned awkward and silent again.

“Two in-house specials are here.” The waitress brought back two glasses of cocktail to us.

The waitress then handed the drink to Scott first, and then she put mine in front of me. My hunch told me that there was something wrong with my drink. I quickly swap mine with Scott.

I asked Scott to drink his glass first, and I followed a minute later. I put down my glass, and my body suddenly felt weak. My eyelids felt so heavy to be opened. The drink was spiked! I glared at Scott with hatred, blaming that he was the mastermind, but it seemed Scott wasn’t in any good position too. He dropped **** even before me.

I woke up from my slumber, and found myself in an unfamiliar bed room.

“Welcome to my humble abode.” A woman greeted me. It was the waitress back in the cafe. “You can call me Hannah. I’m with the CIA.”

“Help! I’m being kidnapped! Free me! This is a crime!”

Hannah sneered, “It’s no use, even if you yell on top of your lungs, nobody will come to your help, this place is fully soundproof, nobody outside can hear our conversation in this room. So, rather than waste your energy on that, let's have a civil talk.”

“Civil talk? You kidnapped me and wanted me to calm down?”

“Yes, I want you to calm down or I can **** you to calm down. I can put you through painful **** until you lose the strength to yell, but if you cooperate with me, after our discussion, I will free you.”

I no longer shouted like a madwoman and gradually calmed down.

“Good. First question, tell me your name, age, and what you like.” Hannah ordered.

“I’m Candy, 19 years old, I love to fuck.”

“I don’t think Candy is your real name, I want to know your real name.”

“My real name is Candy, do you think because the name is so cutesy, it can’t be my real name?” I insisted

“Alright, next question. Do you know who Raven is?”

“Did that loser Scott tell you to call me Raven? The name gives me an ick, I already told him to call me Candy, but it seems he still insists on calling me that immature edgy name. It's just a cringey nickname I have before, but I prefer to be called by my real name now, Candy, please ignore the loser that tells you otherwise.”

“Scott will be saddened if he hears you call him a loser. He has a crush on you and is **** to save you.” The CIA agent revealed that Scott loved me.

Scott loves me? Why should I care about that? I don’t have any obligation to reciprocate her feelings.

“Who cares? I had known that the loser loves me since long ago, but I just consider him as a friend, well, not anymore after what he just did, he might need to hypnotize me to make me love him back,” I replied in a sarcastic tone.

“Alright, let’s move on to the next question. Who is Darel Lebron to you?”’ Hannah asked me another question.

“He’s my Mast–coach in school, he is such a dreamy man, a lot of girls and teachers in our school have a crush on him, you will know how great a man he is if you meet with coach Lebron,” I told her, when talking about Master Darel , I couldn’t curb down my enthusiast.

“Don’t you find it weird that you suddenly have a crush on Darel? Have you ever thought about the possibility that Darel was doing something to your mind? That your feeling wasn’t natural, but was the result of his mind control? Darel was mind controlling you."

Is Darel mind controlling me?

“No, I don’t think it's weird at all, it’s all natural. It’s natural for a woman to love and submit to a big strong alpha man. Do you prefer a loser or a strong alpha man that can protect you as your partner, Ma’am? Most women would choose the latter because it’s our nature to seek someone reliable and able to protect us from harm. And even if he was truly mind controlling me, I don’t care, I’m glad that he mind controlled me to love him.”

I saw Hannah then took out something from her pocket. A cigar.

“Do you smoke?” The brunette agent asked me as she lit the cigar.

“Yes.”

“Good, at least, you will like this one.”

Hannah was taking a long, deep drag of her cigar, She then forcefully kissed me on her lips. I could feel the heat of the smoke when Hannah **** the smoke to go down on my throat.

Strength left my body once more, but I couldn’t even get angry, numerous waves of calmness hit my mind like a riptide. I stopped struggling after some moments. Why should I struggle? I was happy among the clouds.

To be continued.

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