Emma gets her answers, with some hands-on example

A/N: Some of Liam's statement here is a bit anvilicious to say the least, keep in mind that this is just fictionized fantasy, no correlation to real world view. Feel free to skim it if it's too much.

"I get the picture but here's the thing, to be honest I don't really give a shit to any of this. All I want is to cruise along and enjoy what I can get, when I want it, whenever I feel like it. As long as I can get it." Liam said in such a carefree tone as he casually leaned back on the sofa with his hand on top of the personal assistant's head, even though from the way she looked at him, he could tell that she too was listening to the whole exchange with intent. Everyone in the room was.

"This new chapter of HeForShe thing, or any of this feminist thing, past, future or now, is just not something I care about or feel the need to be involved with, you're not the first feminist who's asked this you know? Hell you're not the first woman who’s voiced their concern and struggles. And yeah I think it's fair you all want to be treated better so to speak, especially considering I don't even need to lift a finger for this to happen, or how I'm not even responsible for it happening in the first place. It's not like I sacrificed a lamb and asked God to have all women in the world worship and serve me, all I did was have a birthday. Hell, I don't even really deserve to have this power." Liam said in a laid back and casual tone.

Emma's eyes widened a bit. Her mouth hung open. That was not the answer she expected. It was a fair answer she thought to herself, and in a sense she respected Liam's answer. She however, was a bit hurt with how indifferent Liam seemed to be. How he ignored the plight of some of the women who still couldn't fully reconcile with the fact that this was their nature. The women who still tried to cling to the ideals and principles of their beliefs and world views, even though in the new reality as it was now, the equality, rights and everything that they fought for no longer matter when faced with Liam and his desires. She also understood that such indifference made sense from his position, when you're in such a unique, powerful and exalted position, of course it was fair that Liam didn't even care about all these movements or how paradoxical the struggle some women had with the changes in reality and in their minds.

Liam then continued to speak, "But if anything, this is not the first time I’ve had this conversation. If anything, I should be the one complaining since it's you all women who’re the ones asking me to change to what you want instead of accepting reality. After all, I too used to have to accept reality as it was, where some feminazi can throw me into jail and destroy my life by some bullshit accusation. Before all this, I had to deal with you feminists preaching about what you all believed I should do, how I should act, and how I should feel. How I'm some kind of monster just because I'm born with a dick. But now, now that I can do what I want, I don't need to put up with this shit anymore. And that I'm the only exception, the only man that matters. Why in the world would I be the one that would give a damn and be considerate and accept this request to hold back? Fuck, it's like asking someone who is inside a free all-you-can-eat buffet to just not eat." An earlier version of Liam, the one fresh out of the universal realization event would have more empathy for this dilemma, he would be more considerate. But right now, in this moment, that version of him seemed like a distant past even though it was not even a year out. How quick the power, and the status of being the exception to all rules as a man intoxicated him. That right now, in this moment, he could give a less fuck about all of it, to all of those women who were still in denial or didn’t fully understand how the world was.

"So.. uh.. Liam..." Emma Watson tried to find a way to respond. The room was quiet and the awkward tension in the air was deafening. All eyes were on them both. But the fact that Liam's cock was being serviced right there by the personal assistant as Emma got herself prepared, made everything feel so surreal.

"Nope not done yet." Liam grabbed the head of the personal assistant on his lap, "You all know I can just do this..." and started to move her head like she was a cocksleeve, without regard for her as a person, truly treating her as a disposable object and nothing more. The personal assistant gagged and sputtered with the sudden movement as he slammed her face hard onto his crotch over and over again. "And none of you will protest or try to stop me, despite before saying all those things. All those... requests."

Emma Watson and everyone in the room including the stylists, the hair stylist, her PA's and her other assistant all stood and watched with their mouths open at the sudden rough, abusive action. How Liam was treating the woman in such a way right there in front of all of them.

"Hell, I can just ask and you will happily tell me how excited you all are to be next, even if I choked this one to **** with my dick!" Liam said as he grabbed the personal assistant's hair and **** her to deepthroat his cock, holding her there, and not letting go even though the girl struggled, hitting his thigh as she choked on his rod and tried to take a breath. Her eyes watered and her face became red. Emma realized that the face fuck she got from Liam earlier in her hotel room, despite how rough it is, wasn't even anywhere close to the amount of carelessness and disrespect Liam had in this situation as Liam choked the PA with his cock.

Liam then continued his point, "Yet you all, or you in particular are still insisting and pushing this wishy-washy, oh we love to serve you but not really because you should have to hold back kind of request? When we all know deep down you would all gladly offer your life to be a sex toy for me? Even this bitch here!" Liam said, still rejecting the personal assistant’s needs to breathe and instead slamming her head harder and faster.

"Or are you really saying this all because you just don't want me to go on and ruin your movement? That you want to go back to things before because you all enjoy the hidden privilege that your gender has? Because you all realize that the bullshit you perpetuate about men being misogynistic and all that shit is to hide the fact that it's actually you, feminist grifters, who have been misandrists all along!" Liam said in between groans as he continued to throat fuck the girl, ignoring her face slowly turning blue and her nails digging onto his thighs.

"I'm all for equality believe you me, I know it's ironic when I'm in the middle of **** this girl, but hey, It's to prove a point. I'm all for equality, but that's it, equality, equal opportunity not equal outcome, true equality. You all can keep your bullshit politics, the world is the world, it's not my fault if the world doesn't change back. All this coping won't change the fact that The Click happened and the fact that it's not going to change. You all know it's just your pride, your ego, the fact you can't let go and be how you truly feel inside." Liam grunted and shot his load deep down into the personal assistant's throat as he grabbed the back of her head, forcing the woman's head down his shaft.

Emma and everyone there in the room could only look at him, in awe at what he was saying and doing. Done with his load, he then shoved the PA away to the top of the table as the girl coughed, gagged and struggled for air. Still lying on the table in between all the make up and hair equipment as she gasped and panted for breath, her eyes began to water, and her make up ran from the **** and rough face fuck Liam gave her.

"Well... maybe for most of you anyway." Liam said, using the PA's suit to clean his cock.

"Like you said Emma, this kind of problem is only for some women, not all of them. And I'm just going to focus on those women who actually enjoy their new life outlook. Because that's the most important thing of all for me, for you all to enjoy your service, to love the way I fuck and **** you all." He sat back down on the couch.

Emma's body was still frozen in her spot, looking at him as Liam continued his monologue, "So let me get this straight Emma, or rather you HeForShe. What I'm getting is, even though you know you have no power and can't stop me from doing this." He said as he pointed at the PA, lying down, her hair messed up, her make-up running, her lipstick smudged and her glasses crooked as she slowly recuperated, "I won't do much of it, well, unless I feel like it. Point being, you all can do what you like, say what you like, and believe what you like. I'm just going to do what I want, when I want it, because we all know, deep down, no matter what I do, you all will love it."

Emma Watson just looked at Liam in awe, in the realization, as the reality dawned to her that it was just as Liam said. Even now, knowing Liam just treated that personal assistant like a cheap whore and fucked her face mercilessly without regard to her or her life, she still wanted more. She still wanted more of Liam. She couldn't help but get wet, even now after seeing him treat a girl like disposable trash, just like that.