Nikki's Education Ch. 03

Chuckling, "Your friends are fine, Alison reported to me that they, let's say had a pleasurable experience, but still need some prodding. That's where you come in, if you accept my offer. And No, I'm not making them the same offer.... at least not yet."

Frustrated trying to fully understand what he was expecting me to do, in a hateful tone I ask, "Just be blunt and tell me what the hell you expect of me, if I accept your offer!"

Without moving a muscle, he glared at me growling, "Watch your tone Nikki, I will not tolerate your being disrespectful to me!"

"Sorry," I mumbled, "I am just confused and scared...... of making another mistake, I've made so many," as a tear rolled down my cheek.

I buried my face in my hands and sobbed. I didn't notice or hear Hank get up. After sobbing for a few minutes, I was whipping my face with my fingers, when Hank handed me a handkerchief. After drying my eyes, he handed me shot glass of clear liquid.

"Drink it, all of it quickly," he ordered.

Obeying, I turned it up and swallowed it all, making my throat burn going down, as I did he took the glass and poured some more in it, motioning for me to drink it. Which I did. Then he took the glass and walked away.

The second shot didn't burn as bad as the first, and I felt a warm glow and more relaxed. Hank returned with himself another beer, and me a bottle of water.

After sitting back down, he waited a few minutes, as I sipped the water. "Feeling better now," he politely asked?

"Yes Sir," I whimpered.

"You ask for blunt, so here it is. If you agree, you will continue your classes, but, your sexual education will be more intense, you will learn everything there is to know about sexual gratification, and about different sexual lifestyles. That means learning to pleasure not only men, but women. At some point you will be expected to become an escort for 'Elite Escort Services' which I own. I can promise you that you will not be physically harmed, you will get a college education, and have the opportunity to leave here one day with a ton of money."

I didn't speak, because my mind was spinning trying to process all that he said. Alison seemed happy and content, I definitely enjoyed the sex with Hank, but I had never consider sex with a female, which made me shutter. But, to get an education, my Dad and Mom were safe now. Like Hank told me earlier, before coming here I was heading to Hell in a hand basket! My friends, what role did he expect me to play with them.

Hank got up and said, "It's getting late and we need to start back, do you need another water or anything."

"I need to use the restroom first," I mumbled as I stood up.

When I came out of the restroom, Hank had a couple bottles of water, and as I started walking to the door he cleared his throat making me look at him.

"Forgetting something?"

With a confused face I just stared at him, then he pointed to the camera bag sitting on the table.

"Oh," and went over and picked it up.

"Did you get many pictures of the house inside and outside?" That kind of threw me, he was back to talking casually, as if we hadn't been having a momentous discussion about my future just a few minutes ago. But he did say I had until Monday to give him my answer.

"Yes Sir, I got loads of pictures, and some of the wildlife," making me smile a little. "It's really beautiful here."

"Good, I'm anxious to view all of them when we get back, we can eat and view them on the large screen television in the den," as he grinned placing his hand on my lower back leading me out to the car.

It took almost an hour to get back, and we didn't talk much, Hank had the radio on listening to classical music, while I stared out the window thinking about the decisions I had to make. What if I didn't agree, what happens then? What if I agree, but I fail to meet his expectations? Could I have a happy life and keep it a secret from my parents? My parents were thinking I could possibly be out and back home in a couple of years. How could I explain my being here two years from now? Shit, it was making my head hurt thinking about all of it!

Hank noticed me fidgeting and broke me out of my reverie, "You know sometimes you can over think a situation. It's better sometimes to sleep on a problem or decision and let your subconscious mind workout your answer. Believe me it works."

"Yeah, I hope you're right, I'm driving myself crazy about our discussion."

"Get your mind off of it, tell me what got you interested in photography?"

"I had this friend whose Dad is a photographer, I guess I was about 8 or 9 years old, and they invited me to go camping with them," I giggled. "My friend was annoyed with me by the end of the weekend, because I wanted to spend all my time following her Dad around when he was taking pictures. Anyway her Dad was nice and tolerated all my questions," I laughed. "I guess that's where it all started."

"Maybe that's an area you might pursue, along with a college degree."

"Huh, that's something to think about. Yeah, I will."

Hank went back to listening to music, and I closed my eyes and thought about what he said. We were home, or rather Hank's house before I knew it. Why did I think home? I guess because you have a room here, clothes and everything dummy, I told myself!

It was 7:30, but it had only been 5 hours or so since we ate at Big Ed's. And I had really stuffed myself with the large chili dog, tots, and shake. Hank asked if I was hungry and I told him not very.

"How about a chicken salad sandwich, chips and ice tea?" he asked.

"Sounds great," I replied.

"You can make the sandwiches," as he went about getting out the chicken salad, bread and everything, "I will load your pictures on my laptop while you're doing that."

Soon we were sitting on the couch eating as he cast from his laptop the pictures on his large screen television. All the pictures turned out good, some very good. I laughed when a picture showed a squirrel chasing another squirrel around a tree. The next one was of a bluebird feeding her babies in their nest. There were several more pictures of birds and animals, but most were of the house inside and out.

There were several of the exterior of the house that he bragged on and said he might have printed out and framed. I was feeling good and enjoying our causal banner as we viewed the pictures.

Then I was disappointed when Hank said it was getting late and we should go to bed. Especially when he told me he would wake me in the morning, indicating I would be sleeping alone.

I helped him pick up our plates and glasses and carry them to the kitchen. He was being his charming, confident self as we chatted and cleaned up the kitchen, as if it was a regular ordinary day.

When we were finished, he turned and kissed me on the forehead, and said, "Good night Nikki, make yourself at home and I'll see you in the morning." Then casually strolled out of the kitchen heading up stairs.

What the fuck! Kissing me on the forehead like I was a child, after fucking me silly last night! Then asking me to submit to his demands. It was like he didn't care what decision I made. I had dressed sexy like he asked, and he never really touched me today.

Marching up to my room in a huff, I noticed someone had been there and cleaned and put fresh linens on the bed. I stripped down to my panties, grabbed a sleep shirt and yanked it over my head, brushed my teeth, removed my make-up and stomped over to the bed.

When I sat on the edge of the bed I looked over at myself in the mirror. I thought, what the hell is wrong with you? Were you wanting to get fucked again? Do you enjoy sex so much you can't go a night without a dick? Shit I thought now I'm talking to myself. What the hell do I want?

Finally frustrated I got in bed and turned the light out. Oh well, maybe my subconscious mind will make decisions for me!

Waking up I felt relaxed, as I stretched my arms and arched my body. Looking at the clock, it was only 6:15 and the sun was just rising. Surveying my luxurious surroundings, made me smile. Lifting the night shirt over my head I stared at myself in the mirror. My breast sat high on my chest, my body was lean with a narrow waist, a flat abdomen, then flared out to curvy hips, my panties were slightly wet in the crotch. Then I remembered the crazy dream I had.

In the dream I used my feminine wiles to seduce an older man. His face wasn't clear in my mind, just an older man that couldn't resist my charms, even though he tried. In the dream I cooed in his ear as I rubbed his cock through his trousers until he spilled his seed in his pants. Then I turned and walked away from leaving him gasping. That's why my panties were wet.

Wow, I smiled at myself in the mirror, that was a powerful feeling that I could tease and make a man lose control against his will. Dropping my panties, I smiled and sashayed into the bathroom. In the shower I soaped up good then sat on the built-in seat and used my fingers to rub up and down my folds, as I closed my eyes, and different scenarios played in my mind. Men lusting after me, me sucking cocks, and I came really hard when the image of a man fucking me hard from behind and spanking my ass, and we both cum at he same time.

I must have pleasured myself longer than I realized, because as I came out of my bliss, the water was cooling. Stepping out of the shower I dried off, then looking in the mirror, I smiled at myself, I made my decision. It was clear as day to me. I was going to accept Hank's offer. I obviously enjoyed sex, I wanted nice things, Alison had gone down this path and was happy and successful. By damn, I could do it.

Dressing in a red yoga outfit along with red velvet loafers I put my hair in a pony tail with a red scrunchy, perfumed, make-up on I used a deep shade of red lipstick. Then I marched downstairs to give Hank my answer. I didn't need to wait until Monday. Game on as they say.

Hank was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the Sunday paper when I entered the kitchen. With my head held high, I put a little extra sway in my hips as I greeted him, "Good morning," I smiled as I went over to get a mug for coffee.

Making a point to lean on the cabinet with ass in his direction as I waited for the Keurig coffee maker to brew my coffee.

The seamless yoga top had cups built in that forced my breast up and formed a nice cleavage, it zipped up the front but I left the zipper as low as it would go. The sleeves were long and had thumb holes. The top stopped just a few inches short of the yoga pants leaving exposed flesh. The pants were seamless and hugged every curve, plus if I stood up straight I had a thigh gap that drew attention.

When I greeted Hank he had simply responded "Good morning" and continued to read the paper.

When the Keurig sputtered out the last drop of coffee I reached in the fridge and got the bottle of creamer and doctor up my coffee with cream and sugar. I decided I would act just as cool and indifferent to him.

I sat down across from him and asked if I could see part of the paper. He reached down in the chair beside him and handed me a stack that had not opened yet, "Here help yourself."

"Thanks," I replied and started looking through the various sections until I found a section called 'OUTDOORS' and opened it up.

The Outdoor section had several articles with pictures, about hiking and nature trails in the local area. One was 'Table Rock Lakeshore Trail' that was 2.7 miles long, and had to be close to the cabin Hank bought. It seemed as good an excuse as any to get him talking.

"You should look at this article," I commented, "it must be close to your cabin, and looks to be a lovely hiking and nature trail. There are even pictures."

"Speaking of pictures, this morning I selected two of the pictures you took yesterday, one in the front and one at the back of the cabin. I am having them enlarged to 20x24 and framed," he replied smiling. And yes, I am aware of the Lakeshore Trail, but I've never walked it. Perhaps we can sometime." Then returned to his paper.

Getting him to converse was like pulling teeth, as I pouted and jerked the paper up in front of my face. I was intentionally flapping the pages as I turned them, plus had crossed my legs and was swinging my leg back and forth.

Hank got up and put his coffee mug in the sink, and as he walked out of the kitchen he called over his shoulder, "Oh there is a bowl of cut up fruit in the fridge for you, and in the pantry several boxes of cereal for breakfast, help yourself."

I gritted my teeth frustrated, but finally calmed down and got the bowl of fruit and ate it along with a glass of orange juice. I was fixing to walk in the den and the doorbell started ringing.

Hank shouted, "Nikki go let Alison in."

Opening the door Alison was looking gorgeous as ever, in a pants suit about the color of her brown hair, making her green eyes standout. Of course her tits were bigger than mine, but I could see similarities in us. Was that why Hank said I reminded him of her.

Before I could speak she stepped inside, "The outfit looks good on you," as she smiled and hugged me.

"Thanks, Hank's in the den," I mumbled.

As I followed her in the den Hank said, "Thanks for coming, I hope I didn't interrupt your day."

"No problem, I'm just going into town to visit a friend, but I'll be back around 7 pm to pick up Nikki, if that's still the plan," and handed him a flash drive.

"That's still the plan... for now," as he winked at her.

"Well bye, see you later Nikki, have a great day," as she left.

I had come in behind Alison and sat in a chair across from Hank on the couch, and when she left, I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Is there some reason, you're ignoring me?"

Looking up from his laptop, with a confused look, "What do you mean?"

"Last night..." I stammered, "you dismissed me with a peck on the forehead and went to bed, then this morning you talked only when I asked you a question."

"No I'm not ignoring you, just giving you space and time to decide what you want to do going forward. I don't want to put any additional pressure on you, that's all."

"What if I already have my answer?"

"You have until Monday morning, don't rush your answer, because there is no going back once you say yes."

"I slept on it like you said, and when I woke this morning I knew the answer, it's yes."

"If that's your answer I need you to sign some papers," and he typed on his laptop, then the printer started printing out papers.

"Get those papers out of the printer and bring them here."

I walked over and brought the papers to him and he told me to get a pen out of the end table. Read it he said carefully.

I sat on the couch by him and read the info, it was a NDA that basically said I would be prosecuted if I ever divulged any information about Harrison Corporation and its subsidiaries, without written consent from the CEO Hank Harrison. It didn't say, but I knew it also meant my parents would be ruined also.

Taking a pen I signed the form and handed it to him. I was nervous, but I had made up my mind and intended to place my trust in Hank.

"Remember Nikki, outside some of my employees, you can never discuss anything that goes on without my permission. You will not tell your friends about your weekend here, except that you and I had sex. The details of the sex is up to you. I'm sure they are going to share with you their experiences this past weekend. As far as they are concerned, you never left the property this weekend. You can tell them I gave you a digital camera to take pictures outdoors during your visit. Nothing, I mean nothing about the cabin. Do you understand?"

I could tell he was dead serious and replied, "Yes Sir, I promise. But I'm curious how you think I can influence my friends like you mentioned earlier."

"Nikki, you're a natural submissive. That's not a bad thing. That doesn't make you a weak person, just the opposite. I see leadership qualities in you, you just need to be trained. You're going to help manipulate them to come around to your way of thinking, and maybe down the road I'll make them the same offer I gave you."

"It feels like a betrayal of friendship though," I replied as I twisted my hands in my lap.

"Nikki you will be doing them a favor, they just have to come to the decision on their own, and I don't think they are ready yet, and it's possible they never will be."

He paused a minute then continued, "Every inmate here I have something on them or their families, and have the power and resources to ship anyone of them to a women's prison with addition years on whatever sentence they were facing before. And I have done that to many of them."

Now my palms were sweating and wondering if I made the right decision.

"I promise to try my best Hank," I mumbled.

"Also Nikki, this agreement you signed doesn't change your circumstances as an inmate. If, you get in trouble with a staff member, including Margaret, you may find yourself being punished, and I will not intervene. Our system works best based on rewards and punishment."

"How do we go forward?"

"You will return to campus, go about your regular classes, and at times return here to my home. The room, clothes, camera are yours. You can discuss anything, I mean anything you want, or have questions with Alison, no one else. I believe you and her are going to become BFF's."

"I can do that, and Hank I hope I don't fail you or let you down," sighing with relieve my decision was made.

Smiling he pulled me to him and hugged me, "Ever since we left Big Ed's I have wanted to fuck you silly, especially when you were making coffee this morning," he chuckled.

"Was I that obvious," I giggled.

"You know we have almost 11 hours before Alison picks you up. I think you need to put on one of those bikinis you have in your room, and we take a swim, then lunch, then spend the afternoon in my bed before you return to campus," he grinned.

"I agree," as I put my arms around his neck and we kissed hard, making me wet between my legs.

This type of training I could really get into!!!

End of Chapter 3