What I'm about to tell you is totally true and it happened about a year ago, in New York. I've been a security guard for Warner Brothers for a few years now and for the last couple my job has been that of a baby sitter to the cast of the Harry Potter films. For quite some time it was the most boring assignment ever. Until that s I got to guard Emma for the New York premiere of Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. As I understand it, normally one of Emma's parents will chaperone her at these events but for some reason – death in the family I think – neither could be there. And so I was assigned to Emma 24/7 even to the extent of having an adjoining room next door to her hotel suite. And that's how it started. She was pretty young at the time – 14 I think – but she was clearly developing into a beautiful woman. And her body, wow that was starting to form some very shapely curves. I'd been on the set of the first two Harry Potter movies so I'd seen her develop from a flat chested prepubescent to the young lady I now guarded, on the cusp of woman-hood and raging with hormones. I'd spent two days with Emma in New York doing the tourist thing and all that time I couldn't take my eyes off her. Mostly she wore tight blue jeans, hugging her wonderful ass which my eyes were locked onto. One time, in a McDonalds, she bent over and I caught a glimpse of the top of her little breasts. Just being with her was torture. But we got on pretty well even though she was kind of stuck up. On the night of the premiere I couldn't resist it and spied on her through the keyhole of the door that connected my room to her suite. After an eternity I saw her come out of the shower, fluffy pink towel wrapped around her, droplets of water around her shoulders. Her hair was up in a towel and when she let it free it cascade around her shoulders. And then Emma let the towel drop to the floor as she went back to that bathroom and for a brief second I caught a glance of her perfectly dimpled buttocks. But when she came out she was in a bath robe and then disappeared from my field of vision to get dressed. For the premiere Emma wore an elegant white dress which made her look far older than she was. She was, quite simply, stunning and I could barely keep my eyes off her. The dress was slit at the leg and I couldn't stop staring at Emma's thigh as she walked. The after show party dragged on, as these things do, for ages. But eventually I got the instruction that Emma was tired and the limo took her and I back to her hotel. As we drove I got the impression that she was a little drunk on champagne. I got Emma to her room and thought I would try to steal a kiss. I moved towards her face, eyes drawn to her thin but wide mouth. "Erm…WHAT do you think you're doing" Emma spat as she recoiled. "A goodnight kiss, Emma, that's all" I said, kind of taken aback. "Firstly, it isn't Emma it's MISS WATSON to you and secondly who the HELL do you think you are?" Emma said, her eyes raging. "Sorry, I just thought……." I spluttered. "Thought what? Thought I'd fancy someone old enough to be my dad? Just get out" Emma said, showing me to the door. Alone in my room my heart was pounding. I wanted her so much it hurt. And the rejection from that little bitch hurt too. I spied through the keyhole and could see Emma walking around, her dress open at the back showing her bra strap. She walked into the bathroom. I thought about taking solace in a shot of heroine. I had all my gear with me and all I had to do was push the needle into me and it would take me away from this place. But a rage was growing inside of me, an uncontrollable desire. I tried to fight it, wrapped the thin rubber hose around my wrist to bare the vein, placed the needle to my skin and……… I had a better idea. Instead of using the heroine on myself……….. Stealthily I opened the door. I could hear the bath running and see a shadow in the bathroom. I crept towards the bathroom and as I did so heard the water stop running. Then I heard the sound of Emma taking a pee. Pulse racing, I hid behind the door, biding my time. Eventually, Emma emerged, her dress now pulled down over her shoulders. I grabbed her from behind, twisted her around and then fell onto the bed with her, one hand over her mouth. Emma tried to scream, but I was far more powerful than her and my whole hand covered her mouth. But then the feisty little bitch bit me and I pulled back, enough for her to scramble free. She fell off to the left of the bed and tried to run to the door. But in her long evening gown she couldn't run and I caught her by the hair, pulling her back to me and slapping her around the face. Then I placed a sharp punch directly into her abdomen and Emma bucked up, winded and paralysed in pain. She collapsed to the floor in a ball, writhing about, hands clutching her stomach, face screwed up in a silent scream of agony. I dragged Emma back to the bed and pushed her skirt up over her belly, to reveal her little white Calvin Klein panties.. With one movement I ripped the panties off her and shoved them harshly into her mouth. Then, using the silk belt of her night gown I tied her arms to the bed post above her head. Emma kicked harshly but I restrained her legs and slapped her around the face harshly, causing her little snub nose to bleed. Dazed, she half-fainted and I seized the opportunity to grab the syringe I had brought with me and jabbed the needle into Emma's wrist, pushing the plunger down. Emma's eyes flashed open and in a moment as she realised what I had done her face distorted into a mask of sheer terror. But it was too late and the chemical was already surging through her bloodstream, doping her senses. As Emma began to gently convulse as the drug possessed her, I grasped the top of her dress and pulled it down over her shoulders. Then I harshly pulled at the catch of her bra opening it to reveal Emma's breasts. Smaller than I imagined, Emma actually seemed quite flat chested even though I had previously admired her bust when she had been clothed. A quick glance at her bra revealed extensive padding. In contrast to her tiny breasts, I noticed that Emma's nipples were actually quite large, perfectly round and a gorgeous pink. The nipples themselves lay flat but the areola were plump and jutted away from the breast. Emma's head was lolling from side to side, her eyes dilated, her senses reeling. From the look of fear she knew what was happening but the drug within her was rendering her helpless to fight back. I grasped the him of Emma's dress and wrestled it upwards over her soft flat belly. Then my eyes took in the vision that was Emma's pussy, covered in a slightly untidy triangle of dark brown pubic hair. For her age Emma was actually very hairy down there. I traced my fingers through the hair and then shoved two roughly at the opening of her vagina, causing Emma to wince in pain through the panties which were still wedged securely in her mouth. She was very dry and tight and my fingers were clearly causing her considerable discomfort. I forced another finger in and watched Emma's face as her brow furrowed in pain. I couldn't hold back any longer. I wriggled my pants down and pulled down my boxers too, unleashing my now engorged cock which was rampant and pulsing. I forced my body between Emma's legs and, as I watched her eyes grow wide in terror, I sunk forward and pushed the tip of my cock into her vagina. "MMmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnggghhhhhh" Emma screamed in pain through the panties in her mouth God she was tight, so much so I though she would rip the skin of my cock. She was still very dry and I had to use considerable force to push my cock deeper into her. But the look of sheer pain on her face as I drove into her, ripping her hymen as I did so, was just so incredibly sexy, it drove me on and now my massive cock was buried deep within her, thrusting in and out. It felt amazing,the muscles of her young virgin cunt gripping my shaft. I looked down and delighted in the image of my thick cock shoving in and out of her hairy vagina, a thin film of blood on my shaft from her broken hymen.\I was close to cumming but I didn't want to impregnate Emma with my bastard child so I withdrew. As I did so Emma started to sob. My cock was pretty sore but I still wanted more. I pulled the ties free from Emma's wrists and flipped her over onto her stomach, pushing her head into the pillow. Her trembling arms reached behind her trying to push me away but I grabbed the wrists and pinned them up against the headboard, Then using my weight to hold her down, I re-tied Emma's arms above her head. With my right hand I grabbed Emma's long golden curly hair and pulled her head back up off the bed, forcing her body to curve towards me. Then with my other hand I reached around and pulled the panties from her mouth. Immediately she went to cry out but I forced her head down onto the pillow, my right hand still pulling painfully at her hair. I positioned myself behind her and gazed at her tiny pert little bottom and smooth thin legs. With one hand still firmly on her head, I used the other to manoeuvre my cock between her buttocks, pushing it forward until the head of it rested against her little puckered anus. From the pillow I could hear Emma's muffled squeals of terror. "No! Please…please…not there…. I beg you…not there!!!" Emma screamed into the pillow. A bead of sweat had started to trace it's way down Emma's naked back which looked so erotic I was filled with a desperate urge to fuck her. I thrust forward trying to force my cock into the young girl's tender anus. I was so big, and she was so small there, it took a massive amount of effort just to get the head of my cock in and I had to use one hand to steer my throbbing member. This allowed Emma to turn her head away from the pillow. As I thrust forward, impaling her on my penis, she cried out in agony. "AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhh hh…. It….hurts" Emma cried out. But this just made me push deeper, deeper inside her. Her anus was so tight I could feel my foreskin being pulled back painfully but I didn't stop, I just kept thrusting, harder and harder, deeper and deeper, my fists pulling on Emma's flowing gold hair, using her hair to pull myself deeper within her."aaagggagghhhhh… too………big……..please….it's..too…big…..I can't…I can't….can't..take..it" Emma wailed as now I was putting my entire weight behind each thrust and my cock was burrowed deep within her asshole. "Pleeaase…..pleeeeeeease…stop…….it hurts…so…much" Emma wailed. Oblivious to this I continued to pound into her. "Unnngghh…need…to…shit…..can't……hold..it" Emma spluttered as the effect of her ass fucking and the heroine loosened her bowels. I could feel a new warmth engulf my cock and I realised that she really had lost control of her bowels. Unable to hold on, I knew I was about to cum and I started to thrust even harder inside Emma's anus. Then at the last moment, I pulled out and with one swift movement, flipped her over onto her front, straddling her, my shit coated cock pointed at her face. Immediately I started to masturbate furiously and within seconds shot a huge glob of hot white cum into Emma's face and hair. "Now suck it clean" I ordered, forcing my member towards Emma's mouth. In response she tried to turn away, her neck muscles straining. I grabbed her throat and started to choke her, as an automatic response to which her mouth opened and I shoved my cock in there."Now suck it" I ordered and Emma did so, her eyes screwed tightly shut as the foul taste of my sweaty cock, covered with her own blood and excrement. And then I could see she was about to gag, so I rolled off her.Emma immediately vomited on the floor. I got up and started to put my pants back on. I walked back to my own room and turned for one last look at Emma Watson, who was now lying on the bed, sobbing violently, clutching at her bleeding vagina.