Chapter 1 Lost in Tokyo

People who are confused and don’t know what they should pursue, how can they work hard to improve their acting skills to adapt to this circle Kato Eagle

When Ms. Akita was warming up, it was probably because of her professional instinct. I almost couldn't help but start to simulate the imaginary image of how to operate on a big belly lady with beauty binding techniques.

This is definitely an experience I have never had; if Mariko had a better attitude, Yoshida did not hide it from me before opening the camera, and gave me some time to prepare, I might personally take action to have a first experience on Gao Long's abdomen

However, now, this opportunity has been entrusted to Akita Sakura

How should pregnant women be bound to highlight the unique beauty of a woman’s unique stage in her life?

The wonderful structure formed by the huge abdomen and gradually swelling breasts makes it possible to practice some upper body bondage that is not suitable for ordinary people.

For example, using the navel of my expectant mother as a node to create a rope net on her big belly, or expand the diamond rope clothes created by my master on the torso to create a six-path diamond rope armor...

Well, if such a work is released, it will probably attract a lot of discussion and attract more popularity for me.

It seems that when you have time, it’s okay to ask your sister to openly recruit a model who is five to six months pregnant.

While walking through each and every thought, Akita Sakura also completely untie the gray and white cloth strip that she had been wrapping around her wrist.

Under the thin sunlight in the early winter afternoon in Tokyo, the girl teacher's youthful and tenderness had not yet faded, and her pretended to be evil. The crew members around me added a breath-holding concentration on their faces as the white cloth strips shook open and scattered.

Yosi

The old ghost Yoshida even whispered to praise him, because on the rolled cuffs of the white suit, the white and tender white wrists were painted with a pair of black wings. Obviously, this is why Sakura Akita usually wraps her wrists!

(This is actually a big difference between traditional fusan rope teachers and emerging trainers. Old-style rope teachers mostly perform with dark kimono, clogs, stereotyped faces and solemn eyes that remain unchanged for thousands of years. However, trainers born in European and American sM culture mostly carry the tone of postmodern artists. They will also have a tattoo on their big and small rings on their hair, in short, this is actually a mapping of the two cultural spirits.

There are so many tricks on the girl...

I thought to myself, for a moment, my eyes could not be focused on my sister, the notorious Tokyo teacher.

Facing our backs, the pocket black wings flipped with the white arms, like a black butterfly dancing in the warm winter sun

The butterfly slowly flew towards the long-body actress Mariko who was at least seven or eight months pregnant and was still holding her spine to make money from milk powder. As her wings suddenly closed, the woman's slightly surprised humming sounded in the presidential suite.

Hmm?

Akita Kurotsuki's sister, the girl who has gone to the United States to study in a different style. When she asked, she rudely grabbed Mariko's hair, and at the same time, she blocked the cloth strip that was originally tied to her wrist and made her more plump lips due to pregnancy. She wrapped her cheeks around her cheeks and tied Mariko's mouth cleanly.

Um...

I don't think that Mariko has such acting skills. It is obvious that Sakura Akita's too realistic and heavy training moves made her feel unknown fear. So while her face was distorted, the moans that could not be called Q&A became extremely frightened in an instant, and even her long legs wrapped in black silk began to struggle slightly.

A slut, can't you call it nicer?

Akita Sakura raised her left hand to grab the hair on the upper right side of Mariko, then made an exaggerated position, raised her right hand high, and slapped Mariko in the face.

Bang!

Yoshida saw this scene, his chin covered in stubbornness suddenly collapsed. He seemed to want to stop it immediately, but I held it down and stopped it.

I know this little technique. Akita Sakura was quick to do just now, and because of the shooting angle, both cameras could not clearly capture the landing point of her slap. In fact, this palm fell on the back of her left hand that she grabbed Mariko's hair with her backhand!

Stop the director, I showed up and made an explanation of the two people's movements later, which made some guys who were blinded by the fake movements suddenly realize.

So the filming continued, and Mariko was in the matter. The moment Akita Sakura first slap fell, she should have understood that the girl with the black angel wings on her wrist was actually showing off her acting skills. After a few strokes, she started to cry in a gentle and sad manner.

I couldn't even hide the excitement on Yoshida's sunglasses. These two lesbians must have performed well with his taste! This wretched weird uncle...

After Akita Sakura angrily scolded Mariko with her eyes pretending to be sad and fearful, the lewd and depraved atmosphere on the big bed became even stronger.

The meal was also served at this moment

The golden tape and leather torture instruments, accompanied by the light reflected by these strange instruments lying quietly in the Pharaoh's golden coffin, Mariko timidly untied her bra, revealing her full and round breasts with two dark brown buds on it.

Akita Sakura insulted the humble slut, then hula lifted off her white suit jacket, turned around and picked up a golden reel, pulled out the tape, and opened Mariko's legs.

It happened that the white suit flew towards me. The girl's hand was really strong. She threw her heavy suit jacket and could fly out of the big bed and I took it in my arms.

A faint and indifferent fragrance filled the tip of my nose. At the same time, I blinked my eyes twice in the field, because from the back of the very transparent white shirt, Sakura Akita was not wearing a bra!

Sure enough, I returned from the United States and was unrestrained. Unfortunately, I couldn't see her chest at this angle. What color would the bulge under the white shirt be...

Well, don't...

(With a white cloth tape in his mouth, Mariko couldn't make a word at all) After being torn apart in violently, the heroine's two long legs, which were inexplicably changed, made our girl teacher curl up. Then, Akita Sakura hissed and pulled the tape off and wrapped the actress's left and right thighs and calves on the left and right sides of the actress respectively.

This is a similar operation method to the eight-character rope in rope art. In this way, a woman's legs are fixed together and the knee joints are completely unable to move.

Just break your legs to both sides and open your feet, and it’s hard to open your pussy if you don’t want to open it.

Akita Sakura didn't pull off the remaining lace pants under the Mako so quickly, and in this way, the honey meat that was looming to expect was even more curious.

Well, will the lips under the person who wants to be a mother become different from usual?

This idea just flashed through. Although this was the first time I watched another teacher performance on the filming site, I should have enjoyed it well, but the previous conversation with the heroine made me unable to get excited.

I can't do anything except filming

This is probably not just a reason why Shiriko went into business and sold her butt...

Is there anything you deserve to stick to and protect in this world?

I remember Mr. Kato Eagle once made a sigh about the current industry situation.

He said that many girls in the past had to help their parents pay off their debts, or had to get helpless because of an accident in their husbands, so everyone worked very hard

But now there are no such people

Nowadays, girls have no self-aggression. The most common reason for entering the industry is that people who don’t know what they should pursue. Let’s not talk about morality issues for now. The most basic thing is, how can they work hard to exercise their acting skills to adapt to this circle?

If it weren't for the star scouts in this industry who chose them, but people from other industries came into contact with them, I think they shouldn't care. They can do whatever they want.

There is a vicious cycle, so nowadays, film companies often only have a few evergreen actresses under their jurisdiction, and other rotations are eliminated quickly, so there is no need to feel strange about it!

How can a performance without soul make people's blood thrill?

Thankfully, Sakura Akita has created a soul for this movie made by a small cost.

Dark gold tape lingers the mature body of the actress under the guidance of a pair of black butterflies. In a trance, the golden flashes on Mariko's skin accumulate more and more like a pyramid piled up.

The process lasted for about seven or eight minutes. Mariko's entire belly, shoulders, and her collarbone and neck were wrapped in tape. Her hands were cut back and tied up. The only thing exposed to the air was the triangle area hidden under the pregnant big breasts and lace panties that were more plump due to pregnancy.

The struggle and twist were completely suppressed under the tight ties. The brown nipples and dark blue lace that Akita erected because of the twisting and pinching, were the only thing left in a dark golden light, and the mysterious and unique textured reflection also highlighted these exposed objects.

Um... Um...

The suppressed moan, the twisted sexy, the absolutely alien visual feast...

This is the unique flame of the mummy bondage! However, at this moment, Akita Sakura smiled and turned around, waved to us in the direction and said: Male slave, you can come here

Yoshida immediately woke up and pressed a male actor who was wearing a crotch cloth next to him, wearing a monster mask, and holding a tongue-shaped massager in his hand, pushed him onto the set.

Oh, hehehe, bitch, this is a gift for your child!

As Akita Sakura pretended to be charming, but actually had a youthful laugh echoed in the room, Yoshida's sunglasses were about to spew out of fire.

However, when all the filmmakers were about to have blood boiling, I patted Yoshida's shoulder, threw Akita's suit on his shoulder, and turned around and walked towards the door with a smile.

Training the pregnant woman... Hey, I can imagine the lewd scene of a massage stick coming in and out under my big belly, teasing Mariko's whole body in the golden cocoon, but after all, I still can't stand it!

What's wrong with the taste of people in this country?

I can reproduce the glorious years of rope art in this materialistic city? Hey, maybe!

Gently pull the door handle of the presidential suite and take a breath of the cold air in the sunshine and shadows in the corridor. I turned my head and put my mouth and nose on the white suit on my left shoulder.

The fragrance of the girl's wardrobe remains on the suit, but who would have thought that the owner of this suit is a little wave-ba who combines unrestrainedness and calmness, a visual girl teacher?

Akita Kurotsuki is really a madman, and he has also brought his delicious sister into this industry.

I vaguely feel that Akita Sakura entered the industry is a bit strange. According to Akita Kurotsuki's spirit of protecting her sister when she first met, wouldn't she let her choose such a profession? Could it be that this girl would do it herself?

Unfortunately, even if you think about this kind of question, you can't think of an answer.

My usual habit is that Yoshida, a man from sunglasses, knows that after every settlement, I will withdraw from the set. Anyway, my salary will be collected by Sister Fumiko.

The situation today is a little different. The car was driven away by my long-legged baby, and the girl's coat was put on my shoulder again, so I was going to wait for Akita Sakura to come out. Anyway, she asked for a maximum of 40 minutes when she participated in the performance. Judging from her experienced acting skills, she could do the training of the pregnant woman soon.

There is a default rule in the rope binding film. Due to the length limit, most of the time, I ask you to spend it on Hey Xiū. The rope master's homework steps will be edited, and it will only be kept for about ten minutes.

This time, with Akita Sakura taking charge, even the editing skills have been saved for Yoshida. He is probably very happy now!

At this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated

In order to prevent something from happening on the set, I changed my phone to vibration mode. Now I took it out and saw it, but it was a message sent to me by Baby Masako: Jin, I took Miss Su to go shopping, maybe I ate it directly outside. If you ended up early, you can come to us!

Well, when the little girl I have been used to for two years meets the Shanghai lady, it would be strange if these two shopping boys didn't buy it while the price was reduced on Christmas Eve.

Thinking of Masako's cute appearance in Manman's half-baked English, a hint of warmth emerged in my heart, and the mood of being messed up by Mariko suddenly improved a lot.

But will I go to dinner with them?

When I first met Akita Sakura in the office yesterday, her maturity and decent appearance beyond her appearance, and her weird sibling relationship with Akita Kurotsuki aroused my curiosity.

Today I happened to call her to take action for me. After seeing this girl's performance, my curiosity became even stronger.

After all, in a sense, becoming colleagues with this brother and sister, how to live in harmony in the future, and how did Akita Kurotsuki get this strange temper? These things still need to be paid attention to.

I don't want to start staring at each time I meet that lunatic, so the time for dinner tonight...

Why not leave it to Miss Akita Sakura. How can you talk and communicate with her better than quarrel with that lunatic!

Thinking of this, I turned on my phone and replied to Masako: Wife, this time it will be done by Akita. I will treat you to dinner in the evening. If you buy good things, go back first. I will wait until I return to the apartment building before sending you home.

Masako didn't know that it was Akita Kuangyue's sister who came. This would be good, so that the little girl wouldn't be jealous in her heart, but she was afraid that I would be angry and wouldn't let me know.

Since the entire fifth floor is full of top-notch suites, there are not many door signs. The No. 8 room rented by Yoshida and others is actually on the edge.

While thinking, I walked to the end of the corridor. As I squinted my eyes and crossed the window, facing the cold sunlight that was about to disappear in the clouds in Tokyo in early December, there was a Kara behind me, followed by director Yoshida's obscene laughter.

Ah Haha, Miss Akita, I really have a hard time this time! Since you used the props you brought with you, I will pay this fee again. Of course... the issue of pay will be negotiated with Mr. Jin. I am only responsible for remitting the funds to Ms. Matsuma. Do you think this is OK?

That's it, thank you for your advice, Director Yoshida

I turned around and just saw our little queen Akita with two slightly flushed glows on her cheeks. While speaking, she looked towards me with her big eyes with off-white contact lens glasses.

Seeing me suddenly turn around, Akita seemed to be surprised by the snack, and his tone became unnatural; then, I will say goodbye to Teacher Jin first.

Let's go back and have a good rest! We will pause for twenty minutes, and we will have to shoot the next part of the editing next! Director Kiyoshida saw me turning around and walking towards him, and continued to smile obscenely.

I walked up to him and put my neck on him, patted him on the back and made a gesture of a guy, leaned into his ear and chuckled and said: Mr. Yoshida, your crew owe me a favor this time... If Miss Sakura became famous in your film...

Yoshida is a smart person. How could he not understand what I mean? He immediately took my words, held my left hand with both hands and said: Of course, of course, Mr. Jin has always been the main gold medal figure in our film crew, and it will be the same in the future. I will discuss with the producer and tailor-made other films for her. This is all thanks to your care!

Well, okay, then we'll go back first, director, thank you too

While saying this, I also glanced at Akita Sakura intentionally or unintentionally.

There is no way, who told this little girl that her breasts are so well-produced and she doesn't wear a bra when she goes out...

But after looking at it for a few moments, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, because I thought the girl's upper body was vacuumed, so I could see something. Who knew that her white translucent shirt was teasing people just right, and she actually sewed two small embroidered pockets on the breasts...

Miss Sakura, you are exhausted, let's go

Wherever there, there is no shame in seeing Teacher Jin...

While saying that, I shook her blazer and draped it on the shoulders of the girl

Perhaps the lewd and restless atmosphere in the house was gone, the blush on Akita Sakura's face immediately subsided, and she also returned to her usual refreshing sexiness.

Walking towards the elevator, I caught a glimpse of her grey cloth strips that she had just used as props to hang back into her hand, and pretended to be indifferent and raised her hand and supported her waist: Huh, I'm old, I feel tired after standing for a while, unlike you young girls, who are still alive after half an hour.

Akita Sakura burst out laughing after hearing this muddy words: Teacher Jin is so joking. Did you drive here today?

As we said that, we also walked to the elevator entrance. I poked out my hand and pressed the button, frowned and smiled bitterly: Car...

I haven't driven over here, so I can't send Miss Ying back, but I have a suggestion... What is it, Teacher Jin?

A trace of playfulness that fits her girl's face flashed behind the gray contact lenses, but it was fleeting and turned into a quiet white eye.

I'm troubled by Miss Ying this time. Why don't I treat you to a meal in the evening? What do you think?

bite!

My voice is about to fall, and the elevator arrives by chance.

After hearing my words, Akita Sakura's gray eyes turned around, as if she was calculating something. She held the pocket pharaoh's coffin suitcase and jumped into the elevator. She looked back and smiled slightly at me and said: Good Ah, Teacher Jin actually treats me, and she always dreams of this!

Well, this girl is just right in flattery. I feel more and more that she is incredibly precocious. She is so impulsive that her brother, who is in her thirties and is like a bull, is really in the sky and underground.

Which man doesn't like to hear such just right and connotational praise? I raised my hand and touched the stubble on my chin and flashed into the elevator.

Am I that famous...

Looking at Sakura Akita's tender face, I suddenly thought that Masako took Manman to go shopping at night, and 90% of them were still in Ginza Harajuku. After all, that could be said to be the base camp of these shopping craziers. I would rather avoid that part of it when I had dinner with Sakura Akita tonight.

By the way, let's settle the dinner nearby. I heard that the vegetarian food and several French restaurants in Sensoji Temple are very good.

Speaking of the street we are now, it really has some history

As a representative old city in Tokyo, Asakusa still retains the strong Edo era style.

During the Edo period, this place was once a bustling and lively joyful street with theaters and acrobatic troupes.

Asakusa, a symbol of Edo culture, it is certainly an excellent place to taste delicious food from a big bun. But Akita Sakura immediately rejected my suggestion: Well, Mr. Jin, can I suggest it? I just returned from the United States for only two months and a few days. I especially want to eat handmade dumplings and dumplings from my hometown. I will take you to the food shop near my house? Do you also try the flavors in our house? Good Ah, but where are you from, and where are you?

Before the voice was over, Akita Sakura burst into a bright smile under the white light of the elevator, refreshing and charming. With her white suit and white and delicious fragrance under the lace neckline of the white shirt, she felt like a pure white night fragrance blooming like magic in a small space.

But perhaps because of the gray-white contact lens glasses that blocked her pupils and lights, I always feel that in addition to the precocious interpretation, this girl's eyes also have a faint sadness.

It was like the midnight of the first city in East Asia, standing alone by the lonely street lights on the street

However, Akita Sakura has always hidden it very well, using her smile and the lenses that make her look like a cartoon character: My home is in Roppongi, my brother rented a high-end apartment for me... My brother and I are from Akita City, Out of Hayama, which is a small place. Teacher Jin must have never heard of it.

Oh, Exit Akita City, Hayama... Then you must be a very old family, and your surname is the same as the name of this city...

Ah, then I really don't know, I haven't checked these

Within a few words, the elevator has reached the basement floor

After finding the car, Akita Sakura first opened the rear door and placed the pocket coffin flat on the back seat of the car. Then she picked up a small handbag, pointed to the driver's seat and said to me with a smile: Teacher Jin, can you please drive? I want to make up my makeup and take off the contact lenses by the way. If I accompany you to dinner like this, it may scare other diners.

Good Ah, what's the trouble with this? Drive for the beauty, it should be

When I asked, I couldn't help but sigh again that this girl was mature and seemed to understand the man's mind. Even if she was just a chance meeting, there was no man who wanted her female companion to be silly. She was eccentric. The more beautiful she was, the better she had. After all, it was a food shop, not a sM club or a masquerade party.

By the way

Although Sakura Akita looks so cute, don’t forget her profession... Does she know how to figure out people’s minds better than her peers?

I don't have time to examine this question, because it's too late to ask.

I flashed into the car door and waited for Akita Sakura to sit down, then started the engine and drove the white Honda into the sunshine that was about to come to an end.

During this period of time, there are still some residual images of the Edo era left on the roadside of Asakusa Street.

The shadow of the temple, the old-fashioned apartment, rows of small shops painted in red, especially under the care of such a lonely sunset, the boundaries of time and space seem to be inadvertently blurred by the steering wheel.

Teacher Jin, just collect your salary today

When my mood was being pulled apart, Akita Sakura pulled it back with a slightly girlish voice.

How can this be done? The ancients said that they took money and eliminate disasters for others. The little queen took action to settle the situation for me. The pregnant woman starred in the AV incident. Why are you polite to me about this little pay?

But I just frowned and wanted to dismiss her idea, but she took the lead and blocked my mouth: Well, if Teacher Jin must ask me to receive the salary, can you come to my house tonight and teach me some basics about binding ropes?