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The Casting Director eccentric but he was also very good in casting kids. Once directors that got their names to credits had their short list, they would go for his services. He would coach, push and test the kids. The ones that came through him, always performed. They were great on the screen and on the set. NDAs were strict as he protected his trade secrets vigorously but that was OK for everyone. Directors were happy as kids were performing great. Parents were happy as he brought success to their kids and kids were happy to get into silver screen. Everyone was winning.
10-year-old Emma was nervous. She was in the short list and was due her third session with CD. That was how everyone called him. Her parents had just dropped Emma to whole day session on his private studio. They would pick her up next morning. Previously it had been quite easy, thought singing and dancing in front of the camera had not been nice experience for Emma. But nothing pushing her too far either. At the end of previous session, he had told her and her parents that if she would master this twelve-hour stress session the part would be 99% hers. Emma was also exited. She could almost taste of becoming Hermione Granger.
The studio they were in was nothing like the previous ones Emma had been. There were no windows for sunlight, and it was totally soundproof. There was a toilet and fridge with snacks but not clocks of any kind. CD explained that it was important for her to lose track of time and just focus on work. On real set she wouldn’t know when filming would end. It kind of made sense to Emma. As the door closed and studio was isolated from the world, Emma noticed how hot the light were. She kept sipping from the water bottle he had given her.
They started with easy tasks to get into the flow. They did some reading. Emma could feel the butterflies in her stomach, but she was determined to handle this. They did this for long period. Emma didn’t know the time but reading took almost an hour.
Next was dancing. Emma was little embarrassed as she needed to change into dancing top and tights in the same room with CD. He explained one part of acting was to forget your shyness. You sometimes needed to do thing that didn’t feel comfortable. He gave Emma a mantra.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.”
He had instructed her to chant that out loud and Emma was chanting that as she started to change in the corner of the room.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She said out loud as she removed her shirt. She was facing the wall trying not to display her flat titles chest to CD. She pulled her skimpy dancing top on.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She repeated as she dropped her jeans. Behind Emma CD was admiring her little girl panty covered ass. That looked so yummy. Cameras were recording everything as Emma pulled her mid-thigh length tight pink leggings on.
“That was so bad. Or was it, Emma?” CD asked as Emma turned.
“I guess not…” Emma replied still feeling little shy.
“Good. Good. Now we proceed to the actual training of tonight. It is kind of simple, but the stress level will increase all the time. This is how we find out if you are up for being Hermione. It’s a big role you know…”
“OK.” Emma was not sure what to think. She was kind of exited to get started but little scared what was coming up. It obviously was showing on her face.
“Don’t worry, Emma. It is not difficult. What you actually need to do is quite easy. We are just testing how you perform when you are coming physically and mentally tired. And stress factors are added.”
Emma didn’t really understand what he meant. There were many fancy words. Only thing that eventually registered was that what she needed to do was easy.
“This is how it goes. First you dance to the music one song. Not small dance moves but really move to the music. Like your life was depending on it. At the same time you chant your mantra. Do you remember it?”
“Sure. I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” Emma answered. This was easy as CD had promised. “But why do I have to chant that while I’m dancing?”
“For two reasons. First, we need to make sure you can focus on moving and doing lines at the same time. This is the very basic way to practice it as you are repeating the same line and can dance any way you want. Then we want to have your mind focused on why you are doing this. You want to be Hermione. You really want to be a big star, right?”
“Yeah!” Emma replied eagerly. Butterflies in her stomach were going around like crazy.
“OK then. After dancing you come here.” CD led Emma to a table and made her stand right in front of the short side. “Now bend over and grip the edge of the table.”
Emma found this strange but did as told. CD adjusted the height of the table so, that she was pending exactly from her waist.
“Good. You always take that position. There is a screen in the table.” Screen lit off under the glass table’s surface. “There will be text for you to read. If there are lines, do them as Hermione. If it says ‘one mantra ’ you say your mantra once. If it says only ‘mantra’ on the screen, you keep repeating it.”
“Doesn’t sound too difficult.” Emma commented. “But why am I in position like this?”
“As an actor, Emma, you need to learn to do your lines beyond just sitting or standing. It is not difficult in the beginning but as we go along, we will add factors that will make it more difficult. And you will be more tired. Ready to start? We will do this without breaks for quite a while.”
“OK…” Emma started to answer but the butterflies in her stomach made a huge flip. “I need to go…”
Emma fought the urge to run to the toilet. Her stomach was going crazy. With fumbling hands she closed the door and pulled down her legging. When she pulled down her panties, she revealed her hairless little pussy for the candid cameras in the toilet.
Outside CD was looking in the monitors as Emma sat on the toilet. Her little pussy was beautiful and he felt familiar stirring in his pants. Emma on the other hand exploded to the toilet. Burst of shit was huge and Emma felt relief as her whole bowel emptied. What she didn’t know that the explosion was caused by the laxatives in her water. Now Emma was ready for her real training.
“OK to start now?” CD asked as red-faced Emma emerged from the toilet.
“I’m ready.” Determined little Emma replied.
CD motioned her to the center of the room and soon pop music was blasting from the speakers. Song was not very fast and Emma started to dance. She tried to take her mind of the four big cameras obviously filming her dancing.
“Dance like you mean it, Emma. BIG moves. Energetic.”
Emma started lifting her legs higher as the beats blasted. Soon her hands were moving and CD seemed pleased.
“That looks more like it. Now remember to do your mantra.”
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” Emma mumbled as she focused on dancing.
“Cannot hear you. Louder!” CD instructed while turning the music volume down.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” Emma said loudly.
“Good. Now keep that up! And turn around every now and then…”
Emma was focused on dancing and repeating her mantra. As she turned around, CD was focused on her cute little girl ass. He couldn’t wait for next phases.
Emma was surprised as the music didn’t continue after first song ended. Then she remembered that she needed to be at the table. She took the position and started reading lines from the screen. Every now and then she had to say her mantra. Now Emma totally lost track of time. CD kept her there ten minutes. Emma was very happy to get up when the screen went blank and music started.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She kept repeating loud. Dancing felt good as her numb legs and hands could finally get some movement. She was just in good groove of dancing as the song ended and she went to the table again. An eternity bent over the table reading the lines. Back to dancing. Emma was starting to feel the strain but repeating her mantra kept her wanting it more and more.
After 10 rounds and about two hours, there was no music as the screen went black.
“Here!” CD handed her a water bottle. “You have a short break. Just a short one. Drink, eat this energy bar and use toilet. Then we continue to next level.”
Emma was almost on auto pilot as she sat down to eat and drink. She went to toilet but there was just a tiny bit of piss coming out of her.
“Time to continue.” CD announced as she come out. “One change for this round. Now lose the tights. You will continue in your top and panties.”
“What? I cannot…” Emma protested.
“Don’t argue, Emma. This is for your own good. When acting, you sometimes need to be in very little clothing. We are training for that. Now say it.”
“What?”
“Your mantra!”
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” Emma said as she removed her tights. She felt little naked but that feeling went away soon as she went back to dancing.
CD was enjoying Emma’s panty covered ass wiggling as she danced. He adjusted the table a little. Now when Emma went to read her lines, her butt was cutely pointing upwards. He was getting hornier every minute but had to fight it. This long foreplay was almost too much for him.
“Break time!” CD announced other two hours later. Emma started to be exhausted. She had been dancing and reading for four hours now. Eagerly she gulped down the water and munched on the energy bars. Sitting down felt good.
“Two changes for the next round.” CD told as Emma was eating the last energy bar. He fastened about 5 cm wide sturdy leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Each of them had 3 cm wide metal disc on one side.
“What are these for?” Emma asked with curiosity in her voice.
“They are to help you rest while you are reading.” He said leading Emma to the table.
“When you come to the table, place your feet like this.” He moved Emma’s left leg next to the table leg and the metal disc on the cuff snapped to a magnet. Her feet were now locked in place. “Move your right leg so that it locks in.”
Emma moved her leg and magnet secured it into place. CD guided Emma’s arms to proper position and Emma was locked to the table by the magnets. She didn’t need to hold herself in place, which was nice, but she couldn’t move either.
“Magnets will open automatically when music has started.” CD told to Emma as the magnets released her. “Mantra, Emma.”
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She repeated on autopilot.
“Good. Now take off your top and resume dancing in your panties.” He instructed. Emma felt little worried and was about to protest.
“Mantra, Emma.” CD interrupted before she could protest.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She repeated obediently as she removed the top. Emma believed it. She would do anything to be Hermione. She went to dancing topless. Now she was not even thinking of the cameras filming her shaking her flat chest and panty covered ass.
As music stopped Emma went to the table and locked herself into place. It felt kind of good as she could how rest on the table. First two rounds were kind of restful but on third she started to feel more strain of not being able to move at all. She was stiff and exhausted as she got up.
CD was enjoying this. Emma started to be ready. On this round he would finally be taking active role and would get to enjoy Emma. When the music stopped and Emma had locked herself for the table, he went behind her.
“For the rest of the round we add little more discomfort.” He told Emma, who was just saying her mantra.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do AUUU…” Emma yelped in surprise as CD slapped her butt. It was not hard spank but it was a surprise. But Emma was running on autopilot and continued. “…anything to be Hermione.”
That was how it was for the rest of the hour. Each time Emma repeated her mantra on the table, CD would slap her butt. Soon she got hang of it and didn’t even break rhythm of the mantra. Emma was focused on reading and she didn’t even pay attention that the hand that was slapping her would not leave her ass. It was caressing her little butt between the slaps. Slaps were not hard but as the hour passed, Emma’s little butt had light pink color all over.
Emma didn’t anymore focus on what lines she was reading. She just read and repeated her mantra. Each time she did, she was surer that she wanted to be Hermione and would do anything to get the part. Suddenly screen went black, and magnets clicked. Totally spent Emma dragged herself to the bench.
“Take off your panties. This round you will do nude.” CD instructed as he handed Emma water and energy bars. Somehow Emma knew that this was for her own good. She fumbled out of her panties before sitting down on the bench to eat and drink. Studio was hot and she was so exhausted that she didn’t feel cold or anything. She just wanted to continue. To please CD. Pass this session and become Hermione.
Music started immediately when she was done eating. She had little extra energy now and went to spend dancing.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She didn’t mind dancing nude. She just wanted to be Hermione.
CD was loving watching nude Emma dancing. Soon she would be on the table and he would get his hands on her privates. Emma was shaking her ass as she danced to very fast paced music. For her it felt right, and she put all the effort into it.
In no time at all music ended and Emma locked herself to the table. Her pink ass was pointing upwards and her hairless little girl slit was fully in display as her legs were spread quite wide. CD would have loved to fuck that pussy. But little Emma’s pussy was a virgin pussy and needed to stay that way. He went behind her as she stated reading and prepared for his part.
Emma was also prepared. She was expecting a slap on her now bare butt during her mantra.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do AYIKS…” Emma screamed. She was prepared but not for this. Emma got a slap on her butt as she expected but she also got a slap her between her legs. On her bare pussy. Hours of running on autopiloting took over and she continued ”…anything to be Hermione.”
Emma was running on total autopilot. Each repeat of the mantra and each slap on her pussy made her want it more. She was going to be Hermione.
CD on was now fully enjoying goods of Emma. He was now shamelessly petting and groping Emma’s small ass. It felt firm and tight. He kept thinking how much fun the next phase would be. Only few rounds and it would be time for end game! His hands slid between Emma’s legs to her pussy. It had already been slapped several times and barely Emma flinched at it. But beyond that he got no reaction. His fingers roamed all over and between Emma’s puffy hairless pussy lips.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” Emma repeated again and again. Getting slapped on her bare pussy again and again. The end part made her repeat the mantra over 20 times and each time she got slapped. Emma’s little pussy started to feel really sore, but she was determined.
After three rounds there was no music.
“Not a break yet. We need to get you oiled up.” CD told Emma.
Emma couldn’t figure out how getting oiled would teach her to become better actress, but her brain was too tired to think straight. CD led her to toilet and started to spread baby oil on her. Methodically he went downwards from her neck all the way to her ankles. Emma looked from the mirror as she was now shiny and oily. Now she suddenly noticed that CD wasn’t wearing any clothes either. She tried to think. Did he have clothes on during last break? She was just too tired to remember and just like that she was dancing again. She had no idea how much time had passed and wanted the session to be over. She really wanted to be Hermione.
CD admired how good oiled up Emma dancing naked looked. He just loved these little perks of his job. Several cameras were catching all the action. He would have plenty of material for good memories but now it was finally time.
Music stopped and oiled Emma laid on the table. Magnets clicked to lock her into position. She relaxed and started reading. First was her mantra.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.” She braced herself for the slap but it never came. She kept reading. CD was listening carefully. Emma was about to get to the good part.
“I’m going to get it to my tailpipe for the first time ever now.” He heard Emma say. “I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do AARGH!”
Emma’s piercing cry would have echoed in the room but audio panels on the wall killed the echo. CD had pushed the head of his thick dick into Emma’s tight virgin asshole. Feeling for him was incredible. Emma’s virgin preteen ass was tight.
“That really hurt.” Emma whined, but as nothing else happened, autopilot kicked her tired mind forward. “…anything to be Hermione.”
CD loved this. He finally got to fuck little Emma’s tight asshole. He held still and listened.
“It is a secret, but Hermione is a magic slut. Like her, I love taking it up my ass.” Emma read in tired voice. “Please, fuck my ass.”
CD started pushing deeper in Emma’s ass. Tightness was incredible.
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.”
CD was halfway into little Emma’s tight asshole. He took good hold of her tiny waist and started to fuck.
“It is a secret but Hermione is a slut. I need to learn to play the role of the slut. I need to get fucked into my ass really hard.” Emma’s voice was strained but she was determined to become Hermione. She would do this. She could do this. “I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.”
CD was finally getting to enjoy the situation fully. His dick was sinking deeper into Emma and everything was getting filmed. He kept fucking himself deeper and deeper into Emma’s asshole.
“It is a secret but Hermione loves getting fucked hard into ass. I need to get fucked into my ass really hard.” CD heard Emma repeating the lines from the screen. This was great stuff. “I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.”
CD kept fucking Emma into her ass, watching his dick force itself into the tight hole. He pushed hard, until he felt Emma’s little ass cheeks against his thighs. He fucked Emma slowly, while Emma kept repeating the same line and her mantra. After few minutes CD could already fuck Emma’s tailpipe properly. He pulled out and switched on the music.
Emma left herself getting released from the table and went to dance. Her ass hurt a little, but she was too exhausted to think about it. She just knew she had to dance now. Tired Emma was dancing and CD was loving the situation. Emma was totally ripe for picking. He turned the music down.
“Once music stops, you don’t go to the table. Instead, you go on all fours on that mattress.” CD was pointing to a mattress next to the table. Emma started wondering when that had appeared, but her thoughts were interrupted as CD continued. “There is monitor in front of you. Read the lines same way as on the table. Got it, Emma?”
Emma was too tired to answer and just nodded. Music was turned up and before Emma noticed, it ended. Tiredly she moved to the mattress and got into position. As soon as she there, she felt CD take position behind her. His hands grabbed her tiny waist and he entered her violated asshole with one swift push.
“Yes, just like that.” Emma red from the screen. “Fuck my ass hard.”
CD was pumping his dick in and out Emma’s virgin 10-year-old asshole with all of his might. Now he didn’t need worry about Emma bruising herself to the edge of the table.
“Fuck you are so tight, Emma.” CD groaned.
“Harder. Harder. Fuck my ass harder!” Emma read the words from the screen.
“It is a secret but Hermione loves getting fucked hard into ass. I need to get fucked into my ass really hard.”
“I’m Emma Watson. I’m 10-years-old and I really want to be Hermione. I will do anything to be Hermione.”
Emma kept repeating these lines while being fucked hard in her tight virgin ass. CD knew that he couldn’t take it much longer. He needed to come into Emma’s 10-year-old asshole so bad. He pumped as hard as he could and suddenly he was coming.
“FUCK!” He cried out. “Fuck this feels good…”
He fucked Emma like a madman while pumping his load into Emma’s asshole.
When CD was done, he quickly pulled out and started the music. Exhausted Emma could barely get on her feet and dancing. CD knew she was almost done.
But so was CD. He only needed to get this last part filmed. Emma was lazily dancing and turning around. When her backside was towards him, he got the sight he was after. Emma’s hard fucked tiny asshole gaping open and sperm was running down her thighs. He enjoyed the highly erotic sight but noticed that Emma was about to collapse from exhaustion. CD let Emma finish the song and stopped the music. Immediately Emma started to move towards the mattress.
“Break time Emma. Time to shower and put your clothes back on.”
He quickly hosed down the oil and sperm from Emma. She was about to collapse. He dried and basically dressed her like a toddler.
“Here. Have some water. Drink the whole bottle and then you can lay down on the mattress. If you want to sleep, you can take a short nap.”
CD handed Emma a bottle which she greedily gulped down. She laid down to the mattress and crawled under a blanket.
‘Had that always been there?’ Was her last thought before she quickly drifted to exhausted sleep.
As soon as Emma was asleep, CD put headphones on her. Emma was sound asleep and voice on her head keep repeating
“It is a secret but Hermione loves getting fucked hard into ass. You also love getting fucked hard into ass. It is a secret and you can never tell anyone. You remember only dancing and reading lines with your clothes on from this coaching session. Rest must have been a dream.”
Emma was deeply sleeping, while her mind was getting programmed.