THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 8 (Anna's PoV)

Anna’s PoV:

Back to this morning.

“Hey, Scott’s mom, I love what you did yesterday for snitching your son’s nightmare to me, so, I will give you a chance, I have asked someone to pick you up, drop whatever you do now, and get to the car.”

It was a message from Darel.

The audacity. Yes, I want his cum, but if he thinks he can just order me around, he has a mistake.

“I can’t. I need to get to work in an hour,” I replied his message.

“Don’t worry about your work, you probably have a way to get away with ditching a day's work. But if you don’t take this chance, our relationship will end here. Well, it might be good for you, you no longer have a vague relationship with your son’s bully brother. Your choice, do you want to live a boring mundane life just like you have now or do you want a good life full of my cock.”

It should be an obvious choice, I won’t trade my stable life and loving family for his cock. This put an end to our cursed relationship.

I put my phone down, no longer bothered to reply to Darel’s message. I needed to prepare myself for going to work anyway.

Damn, why am I suddenly so thirsty?

A glass of water later but my thirst wasn’t quenched yet. I drank another glass but my throat still felt so dry.

Another one…and another one…I had drunk almost a whole bottle but instead of my thirst being quenched, I grew thirstier than before. Water wasn’t what I wanted. It couldn’t quench my thirst

Cum…Cum from Darel’s cock. I want his cum.

I felt like an addict who was experiencing their **** withdrawal.

No…I should stay strong. I don’t need his cum.

I tried to calm myself.

DING!

My phone rang, and I picked it up once again to distract myself from my thirst.

It was another message from Darel, I knew it was a mistake for me to read his message.

He had sent me an unsolicited dick pic, not only one picture but two; first was his dick alone, and second was his dick being sucked by Keisha, the gym receptionist I met before. Keisha's face seemed so blissful as she sucked his dick.

His cum should be mine, bitch.

A sudden feeling of irritation rose from my chest seeing the picture of Keisha sucking Darel’s cock.

His cum should be mine. I want his cum. Yes, a day off will be fine, I didn’t have any important meetings today so I can relegate those less important works to some guys in the office.

Forgive me, Scott...Your mother wasn’t strong enough to resist the temptation of Darel’s dick.

The ride Darel arranged brought me to somewhere that looked like a beauty salon.

“Welcome, Mrs. Robinson, I'm Esmeralda, Master Darel had briefed me about you,” greeted a tan-skinned pretty Latina woman in a beautician uniform.

“So, what did he tell you and where is he right now?”

“Oh, he asked me to give you some makeover so you don't look like a tired hag when he meets you later,” said the beautician.

A tired hag? He calls me a hag? I gritted my teeth in anger.

“Okay, let's do your thing, the sooner this is done the better,” I replied.

“Please wait,” Esmeralda brought me to a waiting lounge. She also gave me a milkshake while I waited for whatever arrangement Darel had made for me.

“What is in this milkshake? This is good,” I praised the taste after I drank the shake till the last drop. The milkshake was able to quench my thirst.

“Cum, piss, and milk, I bet you don't expect the combination of that can give the drink some amazing taste, right?”

“Cum…and piss?” Esmeralda's answer shocked me and made me want to vomit out what I had just drunk.

“Don’t act like you find it disgusting, I know you want it. Slut like us can never get enough of Master’s cum. The addition of piss is there to test our conviction. At least, Master isn’t so heartless and makes it taste good for us,” Esmeralda rebuked me after she noticed my expression.

“Here, have another shake before we begin.”

The Latina beautician gave me another cup. After knowing what it was made of, I couldn’t treat it like a normal milkshake.

“Don’t worry, this one is different. No cum. No piss. Just a milkshake,” said Esmeralda.

“Really?” I looked at her with suspicion and disbelief.

“Well, up to you to believe me or not, but will not begin before you finish that shake.”

“Just be honest to me then if in the end you leave me **** but to drink it.”

Esmeralda didn’t take my bait and stayed silent.

“Fine, I will drink it.”

Compared to the previous one, this one had a milder taste and was not as sweet as before. It had a taste of mint. I didn’t know why drinking this one made me feel relaxed.

“I’m done, so what do you mix with this one? It tastes like a mint,”

“It’s our Salon’s secret ingredient, it makes the drinker feel peaceful, relaxed, and agreeable. You will not be angry that I give you this drink, right? Because you agree that making you susceptible to my suggestion is hot and you like it,” explained the beautician.

I nodded my head. I should feel angry that she **** me, but I can’t. I like that she made me susceptible to her suggestion, and if I like it, why should I be angry with her?

“You’re ready for our little makeover, follow me, we have special room prepared for you.”

I followed Esmeralda into a private room. Soothing, relaxing music played in the background softly. In the middle of the room was a salon reclining chair, beside the chair were a few tray trolleys with various beauty products and tools.

“For starters, we will wash your hair and give you a facial here, during the process, I need you to blissfully relax, no matter what I do to you, I need you to stay blissfully relaxed,” the Latina commanded.

“I’m in your care.”

I sat down on the reclining chair, a smile plastered on my face. Waiting for Esmeralda to work whatever sinister thing she had planned to do on me.

I saw Esmeralda pick up a syringe filled with a black colored liquid, and inject it on my arm.

“This **** I just injected will enhance your sense of smell and taste for a few hour,” Esmeralda explained.

Next, she opened a glass jar and scooped a white creamy liquid from inside it

“Close your eyes.”

I closed my eyes as the Latina ordered. Esmeralda then rubbed the creamy substance on my face roughly without missing a surface. She even pried open my lips and glossed my teeth with the substance.

“Don’t worry, it’s 100% organic and edible, you might even feel the taste familiar.”

My body shuddered as I smelled and tasted the substance. It was all familiar to me. I certain that it was cum. Men’s cum but not Darel’s cum, they lacked the sweet flavor of Darel’s cum that made me like his cum taste. My stomach churned, knowing that I took other men's cum made me feel like I was finally passing the line of decency and now I was no different from a common slut.

Esmeralda applied a thick cum mask on me, but I stayed silent, recalling her order that I need to stay still and relax no matter what she did to me.

“Next, let's wash your hair.”

Esmeralda opened another glass jar. Once, Esmeralda opened the jar, a sharp ammonia smell assaulted my nose. Piss. I could guess what was inside the jar. She poured the contents of the jar into a wash basin. She then picked up the previous jar that was filled with cum, and poured its remaining content into the same wash basin. Not stopping there, she picked various products in the tray and mixed them into the basin to create one nasty concoction.

Well, at least, it no longer dominantly smells like piss. Its current scent was of an overripe fruit; musky and sharp on the nose, but you can still smell a subtle scent of ammonia if you took a deep whiff.

“Take some generous whiff, this will be your favorite smell for shampoo from now on.”

Thanks to Esmeralda's suggestion, the scent no longer smells unpleasant to me. On the contrary, such a nasty smell, I love it!

The nasty smell instead became a smell that I found unique and couldn't get enough of. Unbelievable that this smell was coming from a mixture of piss or maybe because it had piss in its mixture that it could achieve this nasty and lovely smell.

Esmeralda washed my hair with the newly created shampoo. Her hand skillfully massaged the shampoo from my scalp and then brushed it to the end of my long hair. She did it for several minutes before stopping.

“The smell from the dried cum mask and this piss shampoo shall already be imprinted on your mind by now, so let’s clean you up nicely.” Esmeralda wiped the dried cum mask from my face with warm water, she did the same with my hair.

“Open, your mouth,” Esmeralda ordered.

I opened my mouth and Esmeralda put a piece of gum on my tongue, “This type of nicotine gum will help mask your breath to not smell like cum, it also makes you addicted to nicotine, but don’t worry about it.”

The Latina woman continued, “And last, let's get you dressed appropriately for someone like you, follow me.”

I followed Esmeralda to a locker room. She took out a set of clothes from one of the lockers. It was a skimpy pink-colored fishnet dress that would even make most whores embarrassed. Esmeralda threw the clothes at me.

“Change your clothes into those.”

I followed her command and dropped the outerwear I currently wore onto the floors. I was going to change into the fishnet dress before Esmeralda stopped me.

“SIlly bitch, remove your underwear too.”

“Remove my underwear?”

It seemed that Esmeralda noticed my hesitation, “You are confident to wear something whorish like this, it is your guilty pleasure, you want to show off your body in front of Master by dressing like a cheap whore, something like underwear is what you wore to blue ball other men, but not Master.”

She’s right, what have I been hesitating for? I like to show off my body to Darel like a cheap whore.

I removed my underwear and finally changed into the dress. Esmeralda then brought a pair of platform heels for me.

“You will only wear heels with at least 5 inches heels from now.”

it will be a slight inconvenience and tiring to work in heels that high, but fine by me, it not like I never wear a couple of heels with that high.

I finished changing my clothes, my nipples poked out between the gap of the fishnet dress. The dress was a few sizes too small for me. It was more like a tank top rather than a dress.

“You’re all set now, I’ll bring you to the master.”

I followed Esmeralda upstairs to the Salon’s parlor. There, Darel was fucking another woman. The woman was wearing a lab coat but had nothing underneath. The hunky man noticed my presence and pulled his cock from the other woman.

His cock was glistening with his cum. My attention was auto-focused on his cock, my enhanced sense of smell could smell his cum from my position. It was probably thanks to Esmeralda coating my face with cum facial mask before, that I was now able to distinguish Darel’s cum smell from other men’s cum.

Darel made some hand gesture, and Esmeralda, together with the woman that wore only lab coat walked out of the room. I took a long glance at the woman with the lab coat before she got out of the room.

The woman looked a bit older than me, but God, she was still so sexy. It was obvious that she got all of that by cosmetic surgery, her big tits were obviously fake. I bet her thin waist came from a liposuction too. In this regard, I was still superior because my beauty was all-natural.

“What did we get here? the respected Anna Robinson dressed like a whore and smelled like she had fucked a lot of people,” Darel chuckled.

His voice brought my attention back to the only man in the room.

“I don’t do this voluntarily,” I responded.

“Not voluntarily? Bitch, I have given you a chance to end our relationship by not accepting my offer, you even told me that you need to go to work an hour later, but you decide to backpedal on your own decision and coming here.”

Darel continued with a rebuking tone, “You do this all voluntarily. Each step you take before meeting me, you do all voluntarily. You just couldn’t accept that as a fact because you think by admitting that you do this voluntarily, you will harm your son because I’m your son’s bully brother.”

His words hammered into my psyche. Yes, what he said was all correct.

“I will give you another chance, you can get out of here, back to your son, back to being a sexless boring office lady, I will not disturb you ever again or you can worship my cock right now, become my whore, but in doing so, I may use you to harm your son as you feared or maybe I will not do anything to him. Who knows? As you see, I have yet to do anything harmful to your son so far. Not everything is about him, maybe this is just about you and me. So, pick your choice.”

I looked at his glistening cock. This was unfair. Rigged from the start. How could I resist his beautiful cock when my senses were sent overdrive by just looking at his dick and smelling his cum scent from a distance?

I recalled how thirsty I was this morning when water wasn’t enough to quench my thirst. I wanted his cum, I wanted to lick his cock and get my fix directly from the source.

I’m not stupid, after what Esmeralda gave me, I realized that Darel might play a part in making me addicted to his cum and craving it. This was all his game to get me. He probably thought by making me **** for his cum, I would easily submit to him.

But like all addiction, I believed that I could still combat it if I didn’t let my body to continue taking his cum. I could still escape from his game. As he said, I could get out of here, back to my son, back to being a sexless boring office lady, maybe also call the police to send him to jail together with his brother after what he did to me.

Was that the best outcome?

Not everything is about him, maybe this is just about you and me.

Or should I be selfish and indulge myself? By taking my son and his brother out of the equation. We actually didn’t have much enmity with each other, should I bet my chance that everything would be fine? That the scenario where Darel would harm my son was just part of my paranoia

I gazed at his beautiful cock. Cum dripping from his cock into the floor.

What a waste, his cum shall go in my mouth.

I sashayed toward him, then stopped before him. I kneeled, scooped the cum that fell to the floor with my finger before licking my finger clean.

“I have made my choice, you won, I want your cum.”

“You don’t beg for my cum that way, be more sincere, bitch.”

“Master, let this whore worship your cock, and clean your cock. Please dress my face with your cum, and shower my hair with your piss.”

“That’s better, but I have one last question for you before I let you clean my cock; which one is more important to you, my cock or your son?”

I stared at his cock meaningfully, it was a question with an obvious answer as I had reached this step. I loved them both, but if I had to pick one…

I gave a quick peck to the tip of his cock before Darel could react, “Both of you are important to me, but I love your cock more, but as you see, love is a fickle thing, you can make me love you more this time but it’s not impossible that my son may make me love him again, so fuck me and let me taste your cum as often as possible so your cock position in my heart doesn’t lose to my son.”

“You have a way with words bitch, but I accept your challenge, I will fuck you so much to the point you will not care even if I harm your precious wimpy son.”

My tongue danced around the shaft of Darel’s magnificent cock, licking the cum that had coated it clean. For now, all the thoughts about my son were far behind in my mind. For now, I just wanted to indulge in this pleasure. At this moment, I wasn’t Scott Robinson’s mother but Darel Lebron’s slut.

To be continued in the next chapter.

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