The Coffee Shop Pt. 04

"Andy, would you please pass that cheery pie to me?" I asked Andy.

"Sure thing," Andy answered as he picked up the small pie and carefully handed to me.

"Todd, stand very still and don't move," I instructed him.

Todd looked at me and nodded his head. I walked up to Todd, and then walked around him. Without warning I smashed that cherry pie into Todd's backside, grinding it into his buttocks and in between his butt cheeks as far as I could. "A cherry for your cherry, Todd!!" I yelled out at him. Todd howled with delight, while Andy roared with laughter. After about a minute of pushing that cherry pie into Todd's ass, I let go of the tin plate and stepped away from Todd. Todd shuddered a few times, and moaned out loud, but didn't say anything. I walked around to Todd's front and looked at him. He was smiling like a Cheshire cat.

I walked over to the counter and picked up the blueberry pie. "Unless you'd rather do this one, Andy," I addressed Andy as I turned and looked at him.

"I thought you'd never ask," Andy chortled at me as he carefully took the pie from me. Andy walked up to Todd and without a moments hesitation he smacked Todd in the face with the blueberry pie. Andy did not want to cause Todd to choke so Andy did not grind the pie into Todd's face. Once Todd had been pied, Andy pulled his hand away from the pie tin and let the assorted bits of the blueberry pie fall away from Todd's face.

"You are free to move now, Todd," I said to him. Todd got busy wiping away the blueberry filling and pastry from his eyes, nose and mouth so that he could see and breath.

"Thank you, Sirs," he said happily as he beamed at the two of us through a face full of assorted food.

"Not the chocolate cream one, Andy, that's our desert for tonight," I said to Andy as I saw him walk back to the counter.

"Where should this one go?" Andy asked me as he picked up the lemon cream pie.

"Front pelvic area comes to mind," I answered with a grin.

"Got ya!" Andy cried out joyfully as he walked over to Todd.

Todd could have moved to avoid the pie as Andy rammed the lemon cream pie into the general area of Todd's balls and penis. Something tells me, though, that Todd did not want to avoid the pie. (You think maybe he was enjoying this?) Well, that and the "Oh yes!" he screamed out when the pie hit him, might have been a clue. (I should have been a detective, right?)

Andy backed off from Todd and looked him over as I did the same from the vicinity of the bar counter. Todd was a mess, totally and completely.

"Strip, Todd," I ordered him.

"Yes, Sir," Todd said sounding slightly disappointed. It took him less than a minute to peal off his messy briefs and undershirt and socks. So there he stood, a nude messy man, one who had attempted to blackmail us tonight. For those of you who just HAVE to know, Todd was not anything out of the ordinary when it came to the size or shape of his penis.

"I'm satisfied, Andy. How about you?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I guess I'm satisfied." he answered.

"Good thing, because we've run out of food," I said half jokingly.

"But what happens now?" Andy asked me.

"Clean up for the most part," I answered him. "Andy could you get one of those big green garbage bags out from under the bar, please?"

"No problem," Andy answered as he walked over to the bar, bent down and opened one of the storage areas under the bar. A few seconds of rummaging around was all that was necessary for him to locate the item "Got it," he called to me as he stood up and held the folded plastic bag in one hand.

"Thank you, Andy," I said to him. "Todd, catfish in a suit," I said as I directed my attention back to Todd. Todd's eyes fluttered closed and his head dropped down to his chest as he returned to his super hypnotic trance.

"Why did you do that?" Andy interjected before I could give Todd any instructions.

"I don't want any possibility of Todd resisting my instructions, Andy," I explained. "Todd might have been happy to get messed up, but he would probably have resisted the other instructions I have in mind for him. Or hadn't you noticed that the man has a stubborn streak in him that comes to the surface every now and then?"

"Oh, yeah, I guess I forgot about that. I see what you mean," Andy answered thoughtfully. "You are experienced at doing this aren't you?"

"At controlling subject with my powers? Yes, I suppose I am," I admitted reluctantly. "But now is not the time to go into that. How about letting me finish, love?"

"Sure. Sorry about the interruption, Paul," Andy said softly.

"Todd, clean up this mess on the floor. You can put the messy clothes and the plastic sheets into the garbage bag that you will find nearby. Don't forget to include the plastic on the chair. Once all that is cleaned up you can go and take a shower in the bathroom down here, and clean yourself up. When you are clean you can drag the full garbage bag upstairs and go and get dressed in the extra clothes that your brought in that duffel bag."

I waited for a moment to let my instructions sink into Todd's mind. "Are you clear about all this, Todd?"

"Yes, Sir," Todd answered meekly. "Except for one thing, Sir"

"And what is that, pray tell?" I asked.

"What do I do about my wallet and the other items that are in my messy clothes, Sir?" Todd asked as he looked up at me, wonderingly.

"You'll have to deal with that when you get home, Todd," I said to him. "Now get busy cleaning up this mess."

"Yes, sir," Todd said as he walked over to Andy and took the garbage bag that Andy proffered him.

Andy and I enjoyed a slice of the chocolate cream pie, with whipped cream on top, while we watched Todd clean up the mess in the recreation room. Todd went about his job quietly and quickly. In about fifteen minutes he had everything stashed away in the big green garbage bag and had tied the bag closed. Todd looked at me and sighed as he headed off to the downstairs bathroom. I guessed that he wasn't all that happy about having to clean up the mess or to clean himself up. Maybe he had a point, since it was more Andy and I who made the majority of the mess. But, I didn't feel the slightest twinge of guilt about having Todd doing all the cleanup.

About twenty minutes later a thoroughly clean and only slightly damp Todd emerged from the downstairs basement with a towel tied about his waist. He walked over to the garbage bag and grabbed it with both hands. A slight grunt escaped his lips as he heaved it up and walked over to the stairs. Carefully but steadily Todd made his way up the stairs. Andy and I followed.

Todd placed the garbage bag near the front door. Todd bent down and opened the canvas bag that he had brought with him earlier. He fished about for a moment or two before he retrieved a pair of light blue socks and a pair of white cotton briefs. Todd undid the towel and let it fall away to land on the floor in a small heap. Quickly Todd donned his briefs and then sat on the floor as he put on his socks. Todd reached over and snagged a white shirt of some kind from the open canvas bag. Todd stood up and slipped his arms into the sleeves of the shirt as he put it on. It took him only a handful of seconds to do up the buttons on the long sleeve white dress shirt that was now draped over his torso. Todd bent down and pulled a pair of khaki coloured slacks from within the confines of the canvas bag. Todd slipped the pants on and quickly fastened them closed. He dove back into the bag and retrieved a medium brown leather belt which he smoothly slid through the belt loops of the slacks he was wearing. Todd dug out a pair of dark brown leather shoes from the duffel bag and quickly slipped them on his feet. I think Todd was trying to get into the Guinness Book of World Records, for the fastest dresser or something. I had never seen a man get dressed so quickly. Then again, I don't exactly go around with a stopwatch timing how long it takes a man to get dressed. Although, on second though, that might not be a bad idea for a new hobby.

"Done, sir," Todd said as he stood there looking at me and Andy.

"Well done, Todd," I said. to him. Todd beamed at me, pleased at having completed his task to my satisfaction. I paused for a few moments before continuing. I wanted to be sure that the meaning of the next few sentences were crystal clear in Todd's mind. "Todd, from this moment on, regardless of whether or not I have you in this state of hypnosis, you will be unable to physically harm me or Andy Anderson. Nor will you by any form of proxy attempt to harm either of us in any way. This includes blackmail attempts of any kind. When I awaken you in a few moments you will have a full and complete memory of all the events that have occurred this evening. However, you will find it impossible to discuss the events of this evening with anyone other than myself, or Constable Andrew Anderson. This will not cause you any distress, it is simply a limit that I am placing on you, as proof of my control over you." I paused to let those words sink in. (I suppose you're wondering why I used Andy's full name and rank. Well, if I'd just said 'Andy', then Todd could have mentioned the night's adventures to anyone named Andy. I was dealing with a lawyer, and lawyers are more slippery than a greased eel. One can't be too careful.)

"Should someone ask you what happened tonight, this is what you will tell them, Todd," I said as I thought for a moment to recall the explanation that Andy and I had cooked up. "The report to your client that you had the evidence on Constable Anderson, turned out to be premature. You informed your client that you had the evidence once the photographer handed you the digital camera. Unfortunately, there was a problem with the digital camera. All the pictures that were taken were corrupted and could not be recovered. You did not discover this until after you tried to view the pictures after downloading them to the computer. You deleted the useless files from the computer, and then in a fit of rage you smashed the data clip into many pieces. You tossed the pieces into the trash. You spent most of the evening here trying to convince Constable Anderson to change his mind. You were unsuccessful. As for me, I was a plain unremarkable nameless young woman."

I waited for a couple of minutes to let my instructions sink into Todd's mind. "Are you clear about this cover story, Todd?" I asked him.

'Yes, sir," Todd replied. "I understand the cover story completely."

"Good. You will awaken now when I count from zero to five. The trigger phrase 'catfish in a suit' will cause you to return to this state of deep hypnosis and total obedience, where you experience profound joy is in serving and obeying me. Only I may place you into this state. No other hypnotist, no matter how experienced or powerful will be able to locate, change or remove these controls that I have implanted in your mind, Todd," I instructed him. "Come over here and stand in front of me,"

"Yes, Sir," Todd replied as he walked over to where I was standing.

I placed the fingers of my right hand on Todd's forehead. "Close your eyes, relax and go down even deeper, Todd," I urged him in smooth even mellow tones. Todd's eyes snapped shut and he let out a soft sigh as he complied with my orders. Gently but firmly I probed Todd's mind. It took me only a minute or so of concentrated effort to implant the same mental controls and triggers to mirror what I had just told Todd. There would be no question of Todd disobeying me or trying to cause Andy or me any further trouble. I disengaged myself from Todd's mind and let my right arm drop back down to my side.

"Zero. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Wide Awake!" I said to Todd, as I stepped back from him.

Todd's eyes popped open and he blinked in confusion, as he tried to assimilate the memories of the evenings activities that started to flood through his mind. It was a lot to absorb at one time.

"Why you son of a bitch!" He screamed at me after a moment or two. (I had never said that he couldn't curse at me, only that he couldn't harm me.) "I'll make you pay for this! Nobody makes a fool out Todd Henderson, and gets away with it! You're going to curse the day you ever messed with me!" He cursed me at the top of his lungs. Todd glared at me, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath.

"For such an intelligent man, you are an amazingly slow learner, Todd," I said to him softly. "Your threats are meaningless. Both you and I know it. Well, I know it anyway. You will find out soon enough that what I've told you is true. I've had about all of you that I can stomach for one evening. I think you'd better leave now."

"You'd better believe, I'll leave!" Todd screamed. "I'm going straight to the police and having your ass thrown in jail!"

"Oh, please!" I exclaimed shrugging off his threats. "Why wait? Why don't you call the police now? That is, if you really think you can do anything to me," I taunted him.

Todd walked into the living room, picked up the phone and press the 0 button. "Hello? Operator? Could you please connect me to the police, please? I have a crime to report. Thank you," He said as he spoke into the handset of the phone. Todd looked over at me and smiled an evil and chilling smile at me. I ignored it. I knew what was going to happen. "Hello? Yes, officer, I'd like to report a crime. I've been I've been." Todd stuttered as he tried to finish the sentence. "Officer, I want to report that that that" Todd struggled for a few more seconds before he slowly set the handset of the phone back down in to the cradle of the telephone.

"Something the matter, Todd?" I asked him softly.

"He hung up on me. He thought I was drunk or playing some kind of a joke," Todd answered absently as he struggled to understand what had just happened. Todd looked over at me with a stunned expression on his face. "I couldn't do it. I couldn't even begin to tell him what happened here tonight. I tried, but the words wouldn't come. I couldn't say them."

"You're catching on, Todd," I commented.

"You weren't kidding," Todd said in a near whisper. "I really can't tell anyone about this." A mean look came to Todd's eyes as his amazement turned to anger and frustration. "I'm still going to take it out of your hide and right now!" Todd yelled at me as he launched himself to towards me.

I stood my ground. Andy rushed to intercept Todd. I waved Andy off. Andy obeyed but shot me a worried look nonetheless. Todd ran up to me, and stopped just in front of me, with both hands balled into fists. Todd drew back his right arm and launched his right arm and fist towards my jaw with every intention of trying to knock my block off. A good six inches or so from my chin Todd's fist stopped cold, as if it had encountered an invisible brick wall. I looked at Todd, saying nothing. I decided to let him figure it out for himself.

"Christ, I can't do that either," Todd said as he stepped back away from me, and let his arms fall to his sides. "I don't believe this is happening, but it is."

"Todd, go home," I said to him. "You can't do anything here tonight, and frankly I'm sick of looking at you. Don't forget you keys and driver's license. They are on the kitchen counter."

Todd walked past me and headed off into the kitchen. He returned a few seconds later. If looks could kill, I would have died right then and there from the ire that was pouring out of his eyes towards me. He headed off to the front door. Todd picked up the bag of his messy clothes and carried it out with him to the car. A few moments later Todd returned and picked up his duffel bag and his briefcase. His expression didn't change much as he lugged those two items out to his car. Andy stood behind me as I stood in the doorway and watched Todd get into his car and drive away.

When the taillights of Todd's car could no longer be seen in the distance, I closed and locked the front door. I turned around and ran into Andy, who had not backed up. Andy wrapped his arms about me and planted a firm warm sensuous kiss on my lips. Instinctively I wrapped my arms about Andy and drew him closer to me.

"What was that for, love?" I asked him.

"For solving our little problem tonight, Texas," Andy answered flashing is his best and sexiest smile at me. Andy pressed his head down close to mine so our noses were just touching. Playfully he nuzzled my nose while continuing to smile at me.

I planted a sensuous kiss of my own on those warm soft sexy lips of his.

"You'll take care of the photographer when we get back to the city, right?" He asked me as he enveloped me in one of his grizzly bear hugs.

"Yup," I answered. "It won't be a problem. And even if my powers don't work on the photographer, there isn't any physical evidence left, so we are quite safe."

"Well, then I guess we don't have anything to worry about, do we?" He asked me as he nibbled my right ear.

"I would say not," I answered. "I do have one question, dear heart." I breathed at him.

"Ask away," Andy replied without letting up on his ear nibbling.

(I had to struggle to compose my thoughts. Andy's ear nibbling was proving to be quite a distraction. Oh, it was a most welcome distraction, but still a distraction.) "What did you think of Todd's humiliation tonight? Do you have any regrets over what we did to him? Did you enjoy it?" I asked softly as I placed my lips next to Andy's right ear.

Andy stopped his ear nibbling and drew his head back from mine. Andy looked at me with a slightly puzzled look before he spoke. "That's more than one question. Do you have regrets about what was done tonight, Paul?" He asked as he locked his eyes on mine.

"Some. Yes," I admitted reluctantly. "But what about you?" I asked him again.

"What do you regret, Texas?" Andy asked me, ignoring my question for the moment.

"That a part of me enjoyed seeing Todd's struggle. I never knew that I would so enjoy humiliating someone. It's something that I've always said I would never to do a subject of mine, and tonight, I crossed that line. It scares me," I admitted to Andy in near whisper, keeping my eyes locked on his. "It scares me, because I'm afraid that I'll do it again."

Andy gazed back at me, as I looked into those soft doe brown eyes of his. "You did what you had to do. You did what you thought was the right thing to do," Andy muttered to me, as he held me close to him. "We both know that Todd enjoyed his humiliation. I wanted to cut Todd down to size, too. I was there with you the entire time. I'm just as guilty of crossing the line as you are. Can you honestly say to me now that you are going to go looking for ways to humiliate other men, other guys that you use your powers on?"

"Well, no, but" I started to answer.

"But nothing, Paul," Andy said cutting me off. "Tonight was an exception. We were both hurt by what Todd tried to do to us. What we did was introduce Todd to the consequences of trying to blackmail us. We did it out of anger and hurt, that's true, but I think we did a remarkable job of controlling ourselves."

"Maybe we did at that," I concurred, feeling a bit better. "And what do you regret about tonight, Andy?" I asked him again.

"That I too enjoyed it, and that it was my job that precipitated this entire chain of events," Andy said with a sigh. "I never dreamed that you'd ever have to pay the price for what it is that I do for a living."

"I guess you'll have to learn to deal with that guilt, just as I'll have to learn to deal with my guilt," I said philosophically.

"Sometimes, you are wise beyond your years, Texas," Andy said with a small smile.

"Sometimes," I muttered in soft agreement.

Andy leaned his head forward and pressed his lips soundly on mine. The next few minutes were spent exchanging tender loving kisses, and hugs that could only be described as wonderful.