Lost

Emma knew she lost, and it would not be until long after the game that Ms. Watson would be seen again.

(One Year Later)

The Hunter who had captured Emma sat on a couch as he was drinking a can of Beer. Looking about life had been good to her as he smiled down to Emma Watson sprawled out on the Sofa next to him clearly fucked out of her mind with cum oozing out of her abused pussy.

Ever since his part in Naked and Hunted the Hunter's life had been good as he now had ownership of Emma Watson. No one would know the truth behind it of course and as far as anyone was concern this guy was balls lucky or have forgotten about Ms. Watson. As expected, no one cared for another Celebrity falling from grace and moved on to the next popular actress.

"Emma you ok there?" The man asked as Emma began to come to a bit but her eyes were different as the once proud Feminist was now nothing more then a cock sleeve and she knew it.

"Of course, I am... master." Emma said with a look of blissful pleasure on her face causing the Hunter to smile at his ****.