The Photoshoot Part 5: Emma Watson

MC, M/F, Emma Watson.

This is the fifth of my Photoshoot series if you can think of a celebrity or group you would like to include next time please let me know.

The Photoshoot Part 5: Emma Watson

Over the last couple of months, I had become quite well known among certain celebrity circles and was getting phone calls nearly every other day, although over the last month or so I had only had a male clients but each one I suggested recommending me to female friends. My most famous recent client was Daniel Radcliffe; I used my special flash so I could give him the usual suggestion.

“You will leave thinking how great I am and will tell your hot female friends whatever you need too, to get them here”

That was two weeks ago then the other day I looked in my appointment book and almost fainted when I read:

Thursday, 2pm, Mrs E Watson.

So here I am Thursday 1:58 and I’m so excited. I almost came in my pants when my buzzer went “Mrs Watson’s here” my secretary called through.

Getting up I went through to the reception and there she was in all her beauty.

“Hello, Mrs Watson”

She looked at me and did not look impressed at all

“You’re a man” she stated

I looked down at myself then back at her

“I am”

“Do you have any female photographers?”

“No, just me”

“Daniel never said, you were male”

“Does it matter? I’m good at my job”

“Yes, it matters” she grew frustrated “another business dominated by men another way for the patriarchy to use their power to dominate women.”

Oh, great I thought she’s a feminist, somehow, I had forgotten about all the recent articles about her.

“I have no power here I assured her, you have it all. You say what photos to take, what poses, what you wear. All I do is point the camera, then afterwards you decide what happens to what pictures, which we keep and which we delete. You have all the power I’m just a monkey with a camera.”

She actually smiled at this, the idea of her having the power obviously appealed to her.

“Ok fine” she said after a few minutes “but if I’m not one hundred percent satisfied, you will delete all the pictures and I will make sure everyone knows what a pathetic waste of time you are, deal?”

I nodded “deal”

It was obvious that no matter how good the pictures where she was planning on ruining me. But I didn’t care because I knew she would soon change her mind. I led her through to my studio and she took off her coat. She sat on the stool, while I set up my camera.

“What’s taking so long, you should set up in advance, so you don’t keep a client waiting”

I decided to get her straight away no point wasting time with her, so I attached my special flash, then turned to her.

“Ok, I’m ready, Emma” I told her

“about time, and It’s Mrs. Watson” she replied

She put on a fake smile as I took a picture as the flash went off her eyes glazed, and I knew I had her.

“Emma, are you ok?” I asked

She smiled a genuine and beautiful smile “I’m fine”

“good, now let’s take some pictures, business before pleasure”

“Ok” she said still smiling

We spent about 10 minutes taking lots of pictures to keep her agent happy then I stopped

“Now Emma, It’s time for some fun pics, you ready?”

She nodded

I passed her a clothes bag.

“Go get changed I told her; I picked this outfit out especially for you”

She went into the changing room to change, after a few minutes she came back wearing the outfit I had bought her. A school uniform and grey knee socks. She looked amazing got her to sit on the stool as I took more pics, then crouching in front of her I told her to open her legs which she did revealing the pink cotton panties I had picked out for her. I snapped a couple more shots. I then told her to sit on the floor legs spread showing her panties and passed her a replica of Hermione’s wand and told her to suck the tip. I snapped more pics as she placed the wand in her mouth and began giving it a blowjob. It only took a few seconds to whip out my erect cock and snatching the wand away I smiled.

“Here Emma, use my wand”

She just shrugged then taking hold of my cock she wrapped her lips around it and began to suck, her lips felt so soft and warm on the tip of my cock then she slid me further into her wet mouth. I could feel her tongue lapping at the underside of me as I slid further into her mouth. I took hold of the back of her head and began fucking her mouth.

“Oh yeah Emma, finally using your mouth the right way.”

I kept pumping into Emma’s mouth now so deep my balls were slapping against her chin, her eyes were watering but she kept on sucking like the good little slut she was and it wasn’t long before I was filling her mouth with cum and she kept on sucking and swallowing.

It took me a few minutes to recover.

“Ok, Hermione” I said, as I put down my camera and picked up my camcorder “because that’s who you are isn’t it?”

She nodded

I started filming and switched on some sultry music. “I want you to strip for me, seduce me”

Emma started to sway her hips and run her hands all over her body sliding her skirt up a giving quick flashes of her panties. After a pew minutes of swaying she peeled of her jumper and her tie, then she began to slowly unbutton her blouse, as her pert little tits came into view I felt my throat begin to dry and my groin tingle.

As the blouse hit the floor I beckoned her too me as she approached she slid her skirt of and stood before me in just her underwear.

I smiled at her “keep going”

She slowly stripped off her panties and she looked so good wearing nothing.

“Hermione I’m gonna fuck you now, ok?”

“OK” she replied.

“Lay down”

Obeying she she laid on her back, stripping I kneeled over her and slammed my cock deep into her.

She let out a moan a mix of pleasure and pain and I began thrusting. Reaching around her I cupped her small firm tits and began kneading them. Thrusting harder and faster. After a couple of minutes, she began pushing back against me and moaning louder and louder.

“That’s right” I whispered into her ear “deep down all you feminists are whores, aren’t you?”

“Yess” she screamed as she orgasmed “Yes we are”

Her words pushed me to the edge and pulling out I threw her too her knees and came all over her face and tits.

Then snapping a few more picks I told her to clean up and get dressed.

Once dressed she sat on the stool.

“Ok Emma, when I wake you, you will realise how wrong you were too doubt me. I am the best photographer you have ever worked with, understand?”

She nodded

“Good, now I’m gonna count down from 5 when I snap my fingers wake up. 5,4,3,2,1, I snapped my fingers and she smiled.

“Well, that was great” she looked serious for a second “I’m sorry, you are an amazing photographer, I was so rude. I have to be less judgemental in future”

I smiled “It’s ok”

She smiled again “Thank you. I will tell my agent how great you where”

With that she picked up her coat and left.