One last victim

There was one person in your mind that could use some adjusting. Looking around the office, you quickly find him. George. He seems to know how excited you can get, and he caught you in a rather unfortunate situation once, with a cock buried deep in your mouth. Ever since he's been blackmailing you to get easy sex whenever he wants it, wherever he wants it. You actually found him quite annoying, in no small part because he has no idea how to pleasure a woman. Your sessions with him are mostly him groaning while you try as best you can to get off in any way. It should be fun to use the gun on him, and it'd hopefully get rid of the **** threat, which was one of the things you disliked about the office. You didn’t mind sex, but that threat always looming over you had to go, and using the gun on him seemed the best available solution.

It is was easy enough to get him into an empty room, all you had to do was promise him some sex and he followed you straight to where you wanted him to be. He was never the brightest anyways, so he doesn’t suspect anything when you lad him as far away as possible from anyone else, thinking you just want privacy so no one walks in on you. When you get to the room, you silently lock the door as he turns to face you.

"So, Mary, I want anal this time, so bend over that table", he tells you in the self-assured and bossy voice he always uses when he threatens to tell Jonathan about your sexual antics, which for some reason really grinds your gears and makes you horny at the same time, but before he can even react, you take the gun out of your pocket and shoot him, turning him into...