Emma Watson - HeForShe

A/N: This is a story I wrote way before I wrote Katie's story, before I decide to share my stories. Depending on how things goes this might be one out of two or three story I'm going to put up here on CHYOA from the 'old' stuff I got.

Nowadays, after The Click, Liam spent most of his time crossing off his bucket list, doing things that he once thought only possible in a dream; a fantasy. One such thing was of course, fucking celebrities, a dream of many men, and a dream Liam would achieve today as he stepped in the city of stars, Hollywood.

His first target on his star fuck list would be one of his childhood crushes, one of the most prominent feminist celebrities, Emma Watson. It was the day of her red carpet event where she would walk with a whole slew of Hollywood starlets to celebrate a fundraiser event headed by the HeForShe movement that she started with the UN. It would be one of her biggest, most important days of the year, and Liam would make sure he enjoyed it to the fullest.

Arriving at the hotel where she stayed, Liam approached the receptionist, "Hey, can you tell me what room Ms. Watson is staying in?" Liam asked casually.

"I'm sorry sir but we cannot disclose such information to anyone, for the privacy and safety of our client" The female receptionist answered politely, but clearly in a dismissive manner as she didn't even look up from her work to give Liam such an answer.

"Really? Even for me?" Liam said as he leaned over the receptionist table. The receptionist finally looked up as she heard his voice fully.

"Sir, unless you're a lawn enforcement personnel we cannot give such—" Her words cut off as she stared at the man who leaned on her receptionist desk.

His face seemed familiar to her, and so did his voice, but she wanted to ask just to be sure, "I'm sorry sir, not to be rude but are you..."

"Yes, I'm Liam. Here, so you can be sure." Liam pulled out his ID from his back pocket and handed it over to the woman. "Now if you don't mind can you please tell me her room?"

The receptionist studied the ID, looking at it and then back at Liam. Her eyes went from diligent focus to an apologetic look, "Sir... I'm... I'm so sorry. Of course, let me take you there myself. I hope you understand why we're very protective of our clients' privacy. Please forgive me." She said apologetically as she walked around her table, telling someone in the back to cover for her.

"That's ok. It's understandable you're just doing your job." He said calmly. His hand automatically reached for her ass as she walked with him. "I know it's very important that you keep the hotel guests' privacy in mind. I know the rules." His hand slid down, rubbing her butt as they walked together towards the elevators.

"Of course sir, thank you for being so understanding." She smiled politely at him. In any other circumstances she would call security for the blatant sexual harassment he gave her, but she knew it would be different with Liam. She felt lucky to even get this chance to meet him in the hotel, let alone being sexually harassed by him. It could only mean he had a use for her and that he saw her worth to him, even if it meant something as low as a toy for his idle hand. She pressed the elevator button as soon as they got there and stood by patiently for it to come down. All the while, Liam’s hand was molesting her, brazen and without shame.

As the two entered the elevator the woman pushed the 7th floor button before saying, "She's staying in our best room sir. I guess that UN money really goes around." She chuckled as she tried to break the ice with a joke before continuing with an excited tone.

"If I may be bold, are you looking for her to..." Her voice trailed as the question seemed too inappropriate to say, but the question and the implication of it was clear to both of them.

"Oh of course, why else would I want her room? What man wouldn't want to use a celebrity like her as their personal cocksleeve." Liam laughed and smirked. His hand continued to play around with the receptionist’s butt. He squeezed and jiggled it as if she was his personal stress toy. The woman giggled in response as she blushed a bit from Liam's blunt, crass statement.

"So she's one of your celebrity crushes?" The elevator stopped on their floor, she gave a gesture for Liam to walk out before she walked side by side with him again.

"Yea, who wouldn't, she's so hot and sexy, plus, ever since she became one of those feminist bitches, it just makes me want to ravage her holes more and more. I don't know, something about using women who are normally untouchable by men like the cum dumpster they are, is such a pull for me. Heh." Liam openly spouted his words without caring, knowing any degrading comments out of his mouth was music for women, his and those soon to be his.

She nodded her head as they continued to walk, "Yes of course. I can understand that sir, but I'm sure she would love to give that experience to you. After all, It's an honor to serve you no matter what you want." She looked at him with admiration and love in her eyes. Liam simply smiled and nodded at the receptionist statement. The two of them approached one of the doors and stopped.

"Well, here is her room. If you need anything else just give us a call. Thank you again sir for your understanding. And... It's truly an honor to meet you sir. Have a nice day and enjoy yourself." She gave him a knowing wink, then smiled politely before heading back to her receptionist desk, waiting to see if Liam would have any further use for her.