The college girl was so shocked and afraid that she didn't even think straight enough to wonder how a sheriff could get a warrant for her based on the word of Leroy that he had fucked her.
When they got to the kitchen table, the Sheriff took the handcuffs off of Hannah and moved her hands in front of her and cuffed them there, so that she could sit comfortably.
Hannah wiped away tears that were forming at the corners of her eyes, but managed to keep from breaking down.
The Sheriff spoke first.
"Nikki, you know that I run a clean town. I don't mind you having some girls out here that work, but I can't have these college girls coming in and prostituting on their own. Things will go wrong."
He looked at Hannah.
"Now, if she is honest with me, I can maybe help her out. If she ain't, well, then, she's coming to jail. I want an answer. Did you fuck Leroy for money last night?"
Hannah glanced at Nikki.
Nikki jumped to her defense.
"Jimmy, there's no way. I don't think she would have."
But the Sheriff cut her off.
"I know the answer. I'm just waiting to see if she's gonna lie. If she does, I'm taking her to jail."
Hannah hesitated, but no one spoke.
"I... I..."
She believed that if she lied, she'd go to jail.
"I'm sorry that I did."
"I can't believe it," Nikki said without betraying any hint that she knew the truth.
Jim dramatically motioned her quiet.
"Hannah, I'm sheriff of this county for 25 years now. I run a clean county. I'm not gonna have you selling your pussy out on the streets. That will cause trouble for you and me, both."
"I'm so sorry," Hannah said. "I'm so sorry! I don't know why I did what I did."
"I'm gonna give you one chance," he said in a solemn voice. "You can work for Nikki here, or I'm gonna take you in." He pulled a recorder out of his pocket and put it on the table. "There's enough from you on this tape for Judge Whitman to hold you in jail for a few days."
"Wha... I don't understand," the college girl said.
"You heard me. I know you sell your pussy. When you sell it in my county, you're workin' for Miss Nikki or you ain't workin'. I ain't gonna have you selling pussy out on the streets.
Don't look good."
Hannah's innocent face was betraying her fear and inner turmoil.
"Your choice," he said. "Miss Nikki will take good care of you, or you can come to jail with me."
"I... I..."
Hannah looked at Nikki. She couldn't go to jail! She knew that.
"I... can't go to jail," she whispered.
"Then you'll work for Miss Nikki," he said.
Nikki looked at the gorgeous woman sitting at the table.
"I'll take good care of you, honey," she said in a reassuring voice. "Don't worry, baby."
"You'll do what she says, though, or I'll just get a warrant for you and arrest you for prostitution," he said with a serious tone. "Understand?"
Hannah nodded in fear. "What have I gotten myself into?" she wondered.
"Stand up," he said.
She did, but felt her shapely legs shaking just a little.
He took her wrists and uncuffed her.
She whispered "thank you" to him and rubbed her wrists.
"Pull that dress off," he said.
"What?" she blurted out before she could think about it.
In an instance, Hannah felt her arm twist around her back and she bent at the waist, involuntarily, over the table. Her other hand was pulled behind her.
He was about to cuff her again.
"Nikki," the sheriff said, "this cunt thinks she's smarter than everyone. I'm taking her downtown."
Hannah cried out and Nikki defended her.
"She didn't understand, Jimmy, did you, honey? She'll do what we say. I know she will."
Hannah joined her chorus. "I'll do anything. Anything!"
As quick as he grabbed her, she felt his solid grip release.
She stood up, afraid to let her eyes meet his. Her eyes drifted to Nikki who seemed to be her salvation.
"Go ahead, honey. Do as the man says. Take that dress off."
The college girl froze. What is happening?
Nikki seemed to understand her hesitancy.
"Go ahead," the brunette said. "Don't worry. Just do what the Sheriff says. Take off your dress."
Hannah closed her eyes, reached for the hem of her dress and drew the tight dress up her body over her head, revealing at first, her upper thighs and panties, then her smooth belly and large, firm breasts. The cool air of the house chilled her skin and she felt goose bumps on her legs and arms.
As the dress made its way over her head, the Sheriff and Nikki looked at each other.
Hannah's innocent pussy would be a gold mine.
Nikki knew that Jimmy would have expectations for helping bring this gorgeous young woman into Nikki's stable of girls. She didn't mind letting himself use Hannah for a while.
Once the red dress was completely off of her, Hannah smoothed her hair and held the dress to her breasts.
Jimmy nodded for her to move it.
The trapped college girl shifted her hands to allow him a full view of her body, now covered only with a sexy bra and panty set.
"Lay your dress on the chair," he ordered.
Reluctantly, she put it across the back of the chair.
"Hannah and I need to have a talk," the Sheriff said. "Where can I talk to her?"
Nikki understood his request.
"You can talk in the first room down the hall on the right," she replied. It was one of the best furnished bedrooms with mirrors on the walls and ceiling and a large king-size bed. It also had hidden cameras that even the Sheriff didn't know about.
"Let's go, Hannah," he said.
She reached for the dress to put it back on.
"You can leave that there," he said.
Hannah looked at Nikki. Her big blue eyes were wide with fear. Nikki tried to reassure her.
"Go ahead, baby. It'll be alright."
Hannah remained frozen.
"Go on, baby. Go on. Do as he says."
Nikki watched as Hannah slowly began to walk towards the hall. Jimmy was just behind her but to the side of the blonde and did not block Nikki's view.
In her bra and panty set, Hannah's body looked magnificent from behind. She had long, tanned legs that showed the well-developed muscles of a lean, young athlete. Her buttocks were high on her legs, firm and round, split perfectly by the thong that she wore. Her long, blonde hair was thick and went to the middle of her back.
Jimmy's gonna lay the wood to that girl! She'll be able to handle just about any man after he initiates her with his big pecker!
Nikki watched the young woman's gracefully walk until she arrived at the door to the room. She paused and turned to Nikki, clearly looking for any help.
Their gazes met for an instance. Hannah's body was slightly turned towards Nikki now.
Her long legs were emphasized by the high heels she was wearing. Naked from her heels to the flair of her hips, the juncture of her thighs was covered with only the slightest wisp of silk in the form of a thong. The waist band looked like no protection at all from a man like Jimmy. Her large breasts were firmly encased in the lacy bra that exposed an acre of soft flesh. Her eyes were wide and her lips slightly parted giving her the look of a young woman fearful of her fate. She knew that she was the prey of a very dangerous predatory animal.
Nikki nodded for her to go in.
Hannah turned the knob to the room and both she and the sheriff disappeared behind the door. It closed tight.
Nikki turned to her laptop and immediately began recording. The bedroom was covered by several camera angles reaching every part of the room, including the bathroom. It had a camera in the ceiling facing straight down onto the bed. Once a man was on top of a girl, this was often Nikki's favorite angle. It allowed a high-resolution view of the spread legs of the girl with the man perfectly between them, a very erotic sight for Nikki. But, it also showed a young woman's face perfectly as she was fucked. Nikki loved seeing the reactions of new girls. She only employed young, very attractive women. Their reactions could span a range of looks, from surprise at the animalistic energy of a fuck that a man was throwing a girl, to lust on a girl's face and her throwing a good fuck back at the man, to shame at their sluttishness to outright revulsion at the repulsiveness of the man they were allowing to fuck them. Most hung on for dear life, taking the fucking without complaint, learning the first lesson of being a good whore.
One never knew what emotion taking a man's cock for money would tap into in a desperate young woman.
Nikki was almost giddy with excitement to watch Jimmy begin training Hannah.
*****
As soon as Hannah entered the room she wished she had never come to the house. It was a bedroom! Her legs started to tremble with fear and she felt her heart in her throat.
What is going on? she wondered.
She felt the Sheriff's large hand on her arm, turning her towards him. Her eyes betrayed her fear but she looked at him full in the face.
"You and I are going to agree on some rules," he said. "If you don't agree, then you're coming with me to jail. Understand?"
Hannah said nothing and did nothing.
He pulled a paper from his pocket.
"I have a warrant for you. It ain't on any computer so no one knows about it except me.
But I am going to arrest you unless you play by the rules of this county. Is that clear?"
Hannah did not know what he meant by the "rules of this county," but she nodded that she understood anyway.
"There's a place for whoring, but we keep it off the streets. A man needs to get him some strange pussy when he needs it, and I don't mind that. But I ain't gonna have a young girl like you selling her cunt on the streets."
Hannah felt her neck and face redden in shame.
"You're not gonna work the streets no more. You'll work for Nikki. She'll treat you fair."
"I... I promise I won't ever do it again. Promise." Her voice was shaky.
"I don't believe you," he said coldly. "Once you begin whoring, you're a whore."
