The Femqueen herself, Emma Watson

The Take-A-Bitch representative frowned a bit when I told her who I wanted. I thought at first that I was rubbing her clit too hard, but blushed a little and averted my eyes when she spoke.

"She's a, uh, popular request. All the prominent feminists are, really, but Emma is... difficult."

"What, she refuses EDPs? Is that... legal?"

"No, it isn't, but she technically doesn't refuse. Actresses have very busy schedules, y'know? Filming, talk shows, interviews, conventions... And Emma's an activist, so she goes to protests and conferences and all that, too."

"You've got to be kidding me. This is a good cause!"

"The best cause, but I'm afraid there are ways to make it hard for a charitable foundation to reach you if you're serious about it. Lots of red tape and... cease and desist letters..."

"Now, look here!" I pulled my hand unceremoniously away from the representative's cunt just as she's on the verge of orgasm, "You promised me anyone I wanted, wherever I wanted. I want Emma Watson. Can you make that happen or not?"

"I promise, I will personally do everything I can. Please fuck me now?"

She was hot, but I was angry. I took out my aggression on her well-used pussy -- an occupational hazard, working directly with EDPs -- and she left, promising to call me soon with an update on my request.