Emma Watson

Of course it would be her. That stuck-up little bitch.. you had already masturbated over the thought of her a hundred times. But this time it was different. This time it wasn't just a fantasy. You could really do it now, and the thought makes you hard as a pole.

How many times has she been a mouthpiece for feminism? Now she would be a mouthpiece for your cock. What would her pretty lips look like to you after you'd seen them around your cock? Could you really respect that? Could anyone? Of course not.

She would be your first. You decided. She would have the honor of accepting your first load of spunk as king of the Hollywood whores. She would be the first one used up before tossing aside. She would be your first cum dumpster. Your first cock sleeve. Your first fuck toy. The first **** to your every perverted whim.

You giggle to yourself as you masturbate. It was funny how much you'd turned around on the perception of being an enormous pervert. Suddenly, it didn't seem so bad. It seemed better, actually. Better to be a pervert and a misogynist with this kind of power. It would be so much more fun.

You keep jerking your cock furiously at the thought. Her being reduced to nothing more than your bitch. It was the perfect fate for her. As you started to ejaculate, the image became clear in your mind. You knew exactly what to do. You opened up the Rulebook.

Your grin practically plastered to your face, you turn to a fresh page in the Rulebook and pick up your pencil. Deciding that you wanted all your bases covered, you write 'The World' at the very top. Realizing that you need an excuse for collecting your celebrity harem, you mull over your options, before settling on what you think is a rather ingenious idea.

New Rule: Gerry Manheim is perceived as being the most successful and well-connected producer in all of the world. Anyone he contacts would be eager to meet with him for an appointment..

You don't want to waste any time. Even though you came so recently you're already eager to go again. Emma is the perfect instrument with which to make that happen. So pretty. So beloved. An idol to little girls everywhere. Soon that idol would be taking your cum in her hair. You could feel your cock bulging in your pants. Not the biggest in the world, but for now that just made it better.

Scrolling through your phone, you see that your contacts list is much more substantial than before, just about every celebrity on the planet's contact information was on it now. You find Emma's within seconds of lightning-fast scrolling. You start to type out the email. It doesn't need to be pretty. It only has to be enough to get her hooked. Throwing in something about feminism would probably be good.

Hello Ms Watson. I would like to arrange a meeting with you to discuss something I think you will have a keen interest in, as both an actress and a feminist. Please drop by my home address at your earliest convenience.

Yours,

Gerry Manheim.

"Yours".. it seemed an ironic way to end the email. Soon she would be yours and yours alone to do with whatever you like. The perfect fate for a perfect slut like her. All of the dirty compilations, deep fakes and tributes you'd seen of her started flashing through your mind. Her pretty face and perfect, sexy body. Her long legs, her tight ass and perky tits. That vanity fair cover where she posed topless... Your cock was aching and ready. She needed to be fucked. By you. It was practically a requirement. Then she wouldn't be so stuck-up. She'd drop feminism. She would be your perfect, obedient cum receptacle. She was so close you could almost taste her. And soon.. you would.

Her reply came roughly an hour later. It seemed like a long time to wait, but of course that little tease would keep you waiting. As hard as it is, you agree not to let yourself cum again before she arrives. You want to unload as much of your cum on her pretty face as you can. But the important part of her reply was that she was coming tomorrow. And so would you be...