."I smiled at her for her consideration. Oddly enough, holding the gun in my hand made me suddenly feel like it didn't matter if I trusted her or not....The thought chilled me to the core. To even imagine taking someone else's life was insane to me. But if it had to be done, it had to be done. I put the gun in my purse and pushed the thought away."Be careful Rachael," Jamie said, turning away from me. "And let me know what you find out," I will Jamie, thanks," I said, my voice dry and raspy as it. When I was home alone I would practice sucking on that fake cock I would dress in Sams under wear and suck that fake cock trying to deep throat it before I would squat down on it and slowly fuck myself until i was ready to come .i would then lie on my back and then using the bed head I would push with my feet raising my cock so it would be pointing at my face, I would try and come in my own mouth savouring the taste wishing it had come from someone else. By now I was openly working it how I. I stood up and walked to the full length mirror, my ass swayed from sideto side, in a come fuck me motion. My large huge tits bounced as I walkedjust as I was trained. When I arrived at the mirror I saw a hooker, awhore, a slut looking back at me and smiled. Yes I am that is what I wasmeant to be. That is what my mistress wanted; she wanted me to be afuckable whore.While looking at the whore I had become I heard the voice again. "Lisa"this is the last commands you will hear from me the voice. Even the thought of watching her tits bobbing up and down as she ran wasn't enough to persuade him to spend time on the cardio machines and standing there ogling her would only get him a slap if he was caught. Especially with the growing bulge in his shorts.The door to the changing room stood open and he hurried through before she could see him, dragging off his sweaty clothes and throwing them on the bench in disgust. He needed to get out more if the sight of a pair of bouncing boobies was.