The Coffee Shop Pt. 04

"But there's always a first time, right?" Andy asked me as he persisted in his worrying. "These so called powers of yours could have failed you, right?"

"Of course, but worrying about it isn't going to help," I said calmly. "Let's wait just a bit longer. There's not much else we can do, you know." (I couldn't really blame him for being concerned. He had a lot more at stake than I.)

"I know, but that doesn't make it any easier to just stand here and wait," Andy said with a slight pout on his face.

"Come here and let me give you a big hug, dear heart. That's sure to make you feel better," I said to him as I smiled at him timidly. Opportunities to hug Andy were not to be wasted. I never knew when the next one might come by.

"You you you, Texas, you," Andy said with a flustered grin, as he looked at me with a twinkle in those doe brown sexy eyes of his. Andy stated walking towards me.

"Well that should be enough time!" Thundered a familiar and unwelcome voice coming from the direction of the front door, stopping Andy dead in his tracks. I turned about to see Todd Herbertson standing in the doorway, glaring at the two of us. Todd turned and closed the door, locking it. Todd turned back to look at us. "So what's you're answer, Constable Anderson? Are you going to play ball or not?" Todd asked as he walked over to where we were standing. He stopped a few feet away from us. Todd crossed his arms in front of his chest as he waited impatiently for Andy to answer him. Todd made no effort to hide the smirk on his face. He had Andy over a barrel and he knew it. At least that is what he thought.

Andy lowered his gaze until he was looking squarely into Todd's eyes. He matched Todd's glaring stare measure for measure. Slowly Andy crossed his arms in front of his chest, all the while keeping his eyes locked on Todd's. I kept my mouth shut as I looked at these two men as they began this macho 'battle of wills' staring contest. It was completely unnecessary, but it was interesting to watch. I found myself feeling slightly aroused as I anticipated what would happen. Andy looked so strong and powerful standing there. As for Todd, he exuded an air of confidence and power that was almost palatable. He wasn't intimidated in the least by Andy's size and strength. Todd was so sure of himself and his position of power that his smirk of triumph has grown into an outright smile.

"Your answer, Constable. I don't have all night," Todd demanded after a minute or so of locking eyes with Andy.

"In a pig's eye, will I ever agree to do what you asked," Andy answered coldly.

"I see," Todd responded thoughtfully. "Perhaps you have not considered your situation carefully enough. You should not make your decision in anger. Calm yourself and think it over. I have a few things to bring in from the car. Use this time carefully." With that Todd turned about hand headed for his car.

I smirked at Todd's departing back as I realized that it seemed he had carried out his instructions. I looked over at Andy and grinned at him as I winked and nodded my head slightly. Andy shot back a "We'll see" look at me as he waited for Todd to return.

Todd walked back into the living room with a couple of plastic grocery bags clasped in his left hand, while a duffel bag was clutched in his right hand. Todd wasted no time in plopping the bags on the kitchen counter. He unpacked them quickly. I could not help but smile as I saw Todd unpack a lemon cream pie, a chocolate cream pie, a cherry pie, a blueberry pie, three cans of whipped cream, and one large bottle of corn syrup. In short, all things that I had ordered him to buy.

"What's in the duffel bag, Todd?" I prodded him. I knew full well what was in there, but I couldn't resist asking him about it. I was curious as to what his justification would be.

"Some extra clothes, not that it's any of your business," Todd replied curtly.

"Why?" I asked as I pushed the point.

"Mind your own business," Todd snarled at me. He turned his attention away from me and directed it back to Andy. "So Constable, have you thought it over a bit more?" Todd asked Andy as he looked at Andy from across the kitchen counter.

"Yes, I've given it some more thought," Andy replied.

"And?" Todd prompted Andy.

"My decision remains firm," Andy said in a voice colder than an Arctic blizzard. "I will not do ask you ask. Not even those pictures you have of Paul and me, will make me change my mind."

"Fine. Have it your way, then," Todd replied, shaking his head slightly at Andy. "I tried to be reasonable. I gave you ever opportunity that I could. I wish you luck in finding a new job. When I'm through with you, you won't be able to get a job as a school crossing guard." Todd sighed as he wrenched his gaze away from Andy and turned to look at me. "As for you, Paul or whatever your name is, you're going to have to pay the price for your boyfriend's stubborn streak. I was hoping that you'd be able to help him make the right choice, the sensible choice. I should have known better to expect anything along the lines of common sense from two faggots. You people always think with your dicks, instead of using your brains."

I smiled back at Todd as he finished his discouraging remarks. I couldn't help it. I was so going to enjoy what was going to happen next.

Todd looked at me, and his expression changed to one of puzzlement as he studied the calm expression on my face and noticed that the smile had not left my lips. "What the hell is so funny, faggot?" Todd asked me as his voice became heated. Clearly he was annoyed and a bit upset at the reaction of Andy and me to his words. He had expected us to capitulate. He was surprised and puzzled that we had not knuckled under to his demands. . He could not understand why we hadn't. He held all the trump cards. "Do you realize what happens when I leave here and show those photos of you two around to your friends, family and employers?"

"Yes, I understand what it means, but it doesn't matter, because you're not going to do that, Todd," I told him calmly.

"You think I'm bluffing?" Todd exclaimed. "How sad for you. I'm leaving now, and any hope you had of a peaceful future is leaving with me." Todd strode off towards the door, bent on carrying out his threat.

"Why don't you give me the data clip in your pocket first, Todd?" I asked as he walked by me on his journey to the front door. "It will make things so much easier for all of us."

"Data clip?" Todd asked, perplexed by my question. "What the hell are you talking about"? He looked over his shoulder at me, as he continued his way towards the front door.

"Why the data clip from the digital camera that was used to take those pictures of Andy and me," I said to him matter-of-factly. "That is what I sent you out to get. The extra clothes and the food you picked up were a spur-of-the-moment idea. I'm pleased that you managed to find all the items, but the important article was the data clip. So, why don't you make it easy on everyone and just hand over the data clip, now?"

Todd came to a sudden stop as he heard my words. Slowly he turned about and stared at me, totally dumbfounded. The look of outrageous surprise on his face was almost comical. Certainly I enjoyed seeing Todd at a loss for words, but that was merely a taste of what I had in mind for the rest of evening.

"You're certifiable, do you know that?" Todd declared somewhat loudly as he finally found his voice. "I have no idea what you are talking about, and frankly I don't care to know more, thank you very much. I'm going now, and you, both of you, are going to rue this day!" Todd turned back towards the front door and continued his interrupted journey.

"I think those are funny words coming from a man who looks like a catfish in a suit,." I called out to Todd as he neared the front door.

As I expected, Todd's subconscious mind reacted to the trigger and controls I'd implanted earlier. Todd froze in mid stride, with his right foot out in front of him and his left foot behind him. His head dropped down to chest as he slipped back into his super hypnotic trance. Todd's body started to teeter as he found it difficult to keep his balance in such an awkward position. He completed his step forward and brought his left foot up next to his right foot so that he could stand, and thus more easily support his weight.

"Just stand there and continue to do go down deeper and feel more relaxed and submissive with each breath that you take, Todd," I called out to him. "Your only desire in this state is to please me and to obey me. Pleasing me, causes you to feel great pleasure, and it makes you feel very good about yourself."

"Yes, sir," he replied in a soft and clear voice. A moment later he let out a long soft sigh. Todd stood there with his back to me. He was standing there in that expensive looking dark blue double breasted pinstripe suit of his. It appeared to be the same out fit that he'd been wearing earlier, and the flashy bright red tie in front of a dazzlingly white shirt, and the shiny black leather shoes all looked to be the same, too. I left Todd standing there entranced.

I turned to face Andy, making no attempt to hid the smile of glee on my face. "It looks as if everything's okay, Andy," I said to him as he looked over at Todd.

Andy had a slightly surprised look on his face, as if he couldn't quite believe that Todd was under my control. "Yeah, I guess it does," he agreed with me after a few moments thought. "So what's next with him?" Andy asked me as he turned his full attention back to me.

"Well, I have a few ideas," I hedged, as I winked at Andy and smiled at him conspiratorially.

"I'm sure that you do. No doubt they have something to do with all that food we lugged downstairs. Care to enlighten me?" Andy asked, smiling back at me.

"Sure, but first I have a sort of serious question for you," I said to him.

"Ask away, love," Andy replied.

"Do you want Todd to carry out his instructions as he is now, in a trance, or would you rather have him carry out his instructions fully conscious but totally unable to resist or disobey me?" I asked him as I let the smile fade from my face, and looked at Andy earnestly.

"What's the difference, if any?" Andy asked me, his own smile fading as he realized that I was dead serious about this. "I'm sorry, but I don't understand what it is that you are asking me."

"Well, if he's entranced, then he will not feel or exhibit any conscious regret or resistance to what he is told to do. This will make things easier for him. Mentally he will not suffer as he will not realize what he is doing, or that he is actually being controlled. He won't really care what happens to him, since the controls implanted make obeying me an extremely desirable experience for him. When I wake him up afterwards he will remember everything, if I want him to."

"On the other hand, if I used a post hypnotic suggestion linked to his subconscious mind and desires, he will be fully aware of what he is doing, but he won't be able to stop himself. At first he'll have no idea of why he is obeying me, but after a short while he will figure it out. He'll realize that he's helpless to resist or refuse me. It will be a most unpleasant and disturbing experience for him." I looked at Andy as I wait for his response.

"I see," And replied thoughtfully. "And which would you prefer?" He asked me.

"I'm not sure what you're going to think of me for saying this Andy," I hedged, and paused for a second or two. "I want the second option."

"Why?" Andy asked without the slightest change in his thoughtful expression.

"I want to make Todd suffer for what he tried to do to you, to us," I said venomously. I vented my anger and animosity towards Todd, as I continued speaking. "After what he tried to pull, I think he needs to be taught a lesson. I know it's vindictive of me to say it, but I dearly want to be the one to teach him that lesson. In short, I want to make Todd pay."

"A man after my own heart," Andy said quietly and smiled at me. I smiled back at him and nodded my head in silent agreement. Andy turned towards Todd and looked at him as Andy continued to speak. "I couldn't agree with you more, love. We will indeed teach Todd a lesson. A lesson that he will not soon forget." Andy's smile became one of pure malice. Any other time I would have been dismayed to see such an expression on Andy's face. However, I was in complete agreement with him.

"Todd, come over here and stand in front of me," I called out to Todd.

"Yes, sir," Todd answered quietly as he raised his head and turned around to face me. It took only a few quick steps for Todd to be standing in front of me. Todd looked at me for a second or two as an expression of eagerness blossomed on his face. "What is your pleasure, sir?" Todd asked me.

"Tell me about the suit you are wearing, Todd," I commanded him.

"Well, sir, it." Todd started to reply, but his answer was cut short by Andy.

"What the heck are you doing, Paul?" Andy asked. "Can't we get on with it?"

"Indulge me, Andy," I said, as I turned at him, and batted my eyes at him playfully.

Andy looked at me for a moment and then chuckled good-naturedly. "Oh all right. I suppose I can wait a little bit longer. Just remember that the oatmeal is getting cold, not to mention the macaroni and cheese."

"Hmmm.I'd forgotten about that," I admitted. "Perhaps you'd better use the microwave to warm those items up."

"Good idea, but don't start the show without me, okay?" Andy asked as he headed off to the kitchen.

"I promise that I won't start the show without you, Andy," I called out to him as he left the living room. "Now, continue, Todd," I said as I turned my attention back to Todd.

'Well, sir," Todd said as he looked at me. "My suit is not one of those off the rack suits from those men's wear stores. This is a professionally tailored suit, and it cost about eleven hundred dollars. It's a very comfortable suit, sir, and with all modestly sir, I think I look very good wearing it."

"Thank you, Todd," I said to him. He beamed back at me, pleased at my having thanked him. "You're correct. You do look very nice in that suit. Now raise you arms straight up in the air and hold them there until I tell you to lower your arms."

"Yes, sir," Todd replied as he swiftly raised both of his arms straight up in air above his head.

I gazed upon Todd, the smart ass lawyer, standing there with his arms held stiffly above his head, and felt my cock twitch a few times as I savored the sight before me. His suit jacket was not done up, and with his arms held up in the air, his suit jacket was opened at the front in a large inverted V, and hiked up. I could clearly see how his bright red silk (as if it would be any other material) tie hung straight down the front of his white shirt. The pointed tip of his tie stopped just short of the top of the fly of his pants. Todd was wearing a belt in his pants, but his tie was covering the buckle. The belt was plain black leather, and I would guess that the buckle was probably gold. One thing I was sure of, was that the buckle was not a western or cowboy buckle. The suspenders were gone, or so it seemed. For some inexplicable reason Todd had changed from wearing suspenders to wearing a belt in his pants.

I let my eyes roam around the front of Todd's pants, as I walked over to where he stood waiting for me. Todd continued to smile at me, as I examined him. Need I say that the fly of his pants was closed? Nevertheless I couldn't help placing the fingers of my right hand on that fly and tracing the entire length of that fly up and down a few times. There wasn't any reaction from Todd, which didn't surprise me. I had not suggested to him that he'd enjoy this, so he wasn't. The suit material was soft and smooth, and not nearly has heavy as it looked. It appeared to be a very fine cut of wool. I smiled to myself as I realized just how nice this suit of Todd's was. I flicked Todd's tie up with my right hand. As I had suspected, the buckle on Todd's belt was gold.

I grabbed the sides of Todd's jacket with my hands and held Todd's jacket open before me. A plain white dress shirt greeted my eyes. A tailored white silk dress shirt, that clung closely to Todd's frame. This was a bit more than I'd expected. I flicked my eyes to the right and then to the left as I glanced at the inside of Todd's suit jacket. It was lined with red satin. "Oh we are talking expensive, here!" I thought to myself as soft whistle escaped my lips. The inside breast pockets had button flap closures, which was unexpected, but interesting. As I held Todd's suit jacket open I lowered my gaze down to the front of Todd's pants. I could see much more of the front of Todd's suit pants now. Another surprise greeted me. The front of his pants had side angle pockets, but the pants were not pleated. They were smooth and flat, which caused the pants to be draped somewhat more closely around Todd's hips and pelvis. This was most interesting as it suggested that Todd's pants were cut to fit much closer to his body than the usual business suit. I opened my right hand and let go of the left side of Todd's jacket. I placed my right hand on the lining of Todd's jacket. I let out a soft sight of satisfaction as my fingers brushed across that soft and smooth satin lining. I felt a slight twinge of envy for that suit. It was a very handsome suit. For a split second I almost felt regret for what was going to happen to that suit, but then I remembered the man in the suit and any lingering doubts I had quickly vanished into thin air.

I walked around Todd until I was gazing upon his back. His arms were still held high above his head which caused the bottom of his jacket to rise up a couple of inches, exposing some of seat of his suit pants. I reached out with my hands and smoothed the bunched material of his suit jacket. As I had hoped, his jacket did not have any vents in the back. "Todd, lower you arms, do up your suit jacket and then stand there with your hands in the front pockets of your pants," I ordered him as I stood there.

"Right away, sir," Todd replied as he dropped his arms to his sides. It took him only a few moments to fiddle with the front of his jacket as he buttoned it closed. A few heartbeats later Todd thrust his hands into the front pockets of his suit pants. As I had hoped the material of the tail of Todd' suit jacket bunched up as it was pulled up and over his buttocks. A clear view of the seat of Todd's suit pants was now revealed. Unlike contemporary suit pants, Todd's were somewhat on the snug side. The curves and valleys of his backside were clearly evident. I noted with some slight surprise that both of the back pockets of his suit pants had button flaps, which were closed. I let my hands lightly, move across Todd's butt enjoying the sensation of that soft warm wool beneath my finger tips. I traced the hills of his buttocks and the valley of his butt crack for a minute or so, indulging myself with a little appetizer as it were. It took me a few moments to realize that Todd's wallet, was not in either of these hips pockets of his pants.

"Todd, where is your wallet?" I asked him as I let my hands move across his butt a few more times.

"It is in the left inside pocket of my jacket, sir," Todd answered quickly, in a quiet and soft voice. It was clear that my fondling of his butt was not having any type of affect on him. "Did you wish me to give it to you, sir?" Todd asked after a moment.

"Not at this time, Todd. Thank you," I answered him. Reluctantly I pulled my hands away from their exploration of Todd's butt. "Take your hands out of your pockets, and stand there with your arms at your side, Todd," I told him.

"Yes, sir," Todd replied as he complied with my instructions. Todd smoothed out the rumples in his suit jacket and tugged down on the tails of his jacket to straighten it out at the back.