Emma figuring things out

The three finished with the hot tub and lounged around the pool. William had to check into something.

Emma Watson simply stared in bewilderment. What had just happened and why had she allowed it to? Her face was spearmed with cum, she felt just a bit horny from the finger fucking she received and she just finished watching Lucy Hale take it in the ass by a stranger.

She tried to get her mind around her situation and simply could not. She was a smart sophisticated lady who now believed Lucy was her Queen and she must do everything Lucy told her to.

She didn’t know how to act around a queen, so bowed slightly and said

“I fucking wish I knew what the hell was going on around here?” She said, trying to be polite, but simply cussing.

“May I clean up my fucking bitch queen?” she continued, hoping to get permission, she knew she needed to ask.

Lucy looked at Emma crossley. “You really should be nicer to me, I am your Queen after all,” Lucy said. Emma knew this to be true, but she also knew she had to cuss and act badly also.

“I’m trying..to fffuuu..figure this shit out,” Emma stammered.

William came back and seen the two lovely ladies chatting.

“Emma, you agree we should get more celebs on the new feminism thing right?” he asked

“Fucking A I do,” she answered.

“Who should we contact next?”