Asian Angel 13370 – TosaiProd

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‘Again, my asshole is tight!’ whines a plucky, pert-breasted, small-tit teen named Emi Sakura in a whiny, child-like voice. Her bare skin, the color of moonlit snow, glistens under the harsh light of the casting studio. Certified stubborn virginity protocols in effect, it’s clear she wants to engage her anal opening. She sits on a small glass table, as her producer, Mr. Honda, works her hole with a speculum and surgical gloved finger.

‘Work, you tight little hole!’ she squeals as Mr. Honda massages her anal purple-hued button. She’s dressed in thigh-high socks and no panties, her pussy exposed and vulnerable. Gasps of pain and grimaces of discomfort are her responses, quivering at her exploit. But despite her whining, she’s putting on a show.

‘You’ll be just perfect for our new deflowering series!’ he exclaims, versus her frowning discomfort. ‘Imagine losing your anal cherry on camera. You’ll be famous almost immediately.’

‘When you…put your gloved finger…in my… little asshole…I don’t understand why you…can’t just use the speculum…’ she gasps as Mr. Honda pushes past the tight pink puckered flesh to stimulate her inner anal nerves.

‘You have the potential… let’s consider anal acting,’ he persists in his lilting Japanese. ‘Focus on…the pleasure!’

The camera zooms in to capture every expression of ‘pain’ and ‘discomfort’, and Emi puts her performance to shame. It’s quite comical to see the amount of effort she’s putting into this, but she has her sights set on fame.

‘You’ll get picked…and it’s not for nothing…and you’ll be famous! The ‘deflowering’ series is extremely popular, to attract a lot of attention…and it won’t make you dirty.’

‘The first time, my asshole came out,’ she flinches, giving the camera a cute grimace. ‘Did you notice it? Mr. Honda was scolding me for not knowing anything, but it’ll get bigger!’ Mr. Honda looks down at her, his hard member peeking out from under his dress, just coming to life between her legs.

The unicorn logo on her skirt, which represented her virginity, suddenly bursts with a happy cry of joy, as a tear runs down her cheek. The allure of instant fame fills her mind, and so she finally makes her decision.

‘I have a firm ass! I’m still not used to having a speculum in my ass, so show me how to become popular and I’ll give it a try!’ she announced. She rode away with Honda and Emi behind her with tears in her eyes.

It was a tearful goodbye at the airport when she waved him off, not knowing he was her future filming partner. Emi was perplexed when he returned a few days later… why so soon. But their renewed relationship was short-lived. He presented her with a modelling contract, and she could barely wait to sign it.

Although tentatively agreeable to the ‘defumation’ series, the casting process was surprisingly gruelling. On top of push-ups, situps, and other exercises, she had to squat down with her hands on her hips and a bright smile. But being in front of the camera was her forté, and she was soon tearing her clothes apart to showcase her jutting breasts and tiny pierced red nipples. All the while, her anus was heavilly lubed and relaxed, not with a speculum, but rather a surprisingly eloquent digit, broaching the tight elastic ring, gently ‘stretching’ it open, all under the watchful eye of the camera.

Mr. Honda beamed with pride as he rubbed hisoui on the outside of her equally unused, tight pussy, ‘stroke’ his engorged member, ‘jabbing’ at her entrance, causing her to flinch, buck, and heighten the anticipation.

Winded, Emi gives a coy smile, looking directly into the camera, wondering if her parents will see this. Did she just sell her soul? It matters not. As a final test, Mr. Honda – her new mentor – leads her to a revolving stage, and manipulating a karaoke machine, continues to work her asshole.

Emi stumbles onto the stage, her grinning face blurring as she struggles to keep up with the lights. She can no longer see Mr. Honda or the audience. The music starts, as she begins to sing, just as she had for all those years, captivating the audience. Her testicles are firmly fondled as she sings, her anus squeezing around the speculum, her tight, barely developed pussy violently shuddering as it fills with baby batter.

This video is a tale of carefully packaged innocence versus the allure of instant fame and fortune. It’s a window into the harsh realities of the casting world, where young girls are pawed at, prodded, and probed for the sake of entertainment. But it’s not all bad. Emi’s strong will and determination shine through, as she navigates through the challenges and comes out stronger on the other side. In the end, it’s up to the viewer to decide whether her journey was worth the sacrifice.