Dinner is served
Nyotaimori’ is the Japanese tradition of eating sushi off a perfectly still, naked persons body.” I have to admit that it is not something I have ever really given much thought to. The idea of being the serving platter does not really appeal. It’s feels too passive for me I think. A bit like being a footstool or a table or standing in the corner waiting for attention. It wouldn’t particularly turn me on.
So Nyotaimori has always been something I have consigned to the, no thank you, department of my kink That is until very recently when someone sent me an invitation a picture of them covered in Sushi. It all looked rather tempting and it made me realise that maybe this kink might have some interest for me after all. Just not as the serving platter in the scenario but as one of the eaters there were three eaters invited so feeling rather peckish I accepted (hunger can do that)
The picture she sent had me was her laid out on the table. The delicious morsels of food placed strategically all over her body. Across her tummy and down over her mount of Venus. Maybe even something particularly delicious sitting right at the V point of her legs. Little temptations on her thighs and others on her breasts and chest. If she moves too much or even takes a really deep breath she risks the ones sitting atop her breast tumbling down.
She would need to be so still to be the perfect platter. Would she be the perfect platter? Would I start at her thighs and work my up or should I start at her chest and work down? Maybe the best way is to pick and choose from all over. One from up here just by her belly button and then one from her thigh. She wouldn’t know where I was going to pick next and eat and the time she would have to wait while we ate and it is not something you would want to rush.
I wonder if she would be getting wet, laying there, presenting herself and the food to us. Would she want us to discard the chop sticks and start using fingers? Trailing them across her skin deciding which one to pop next into the mouth. Would a little sigh escape from her mouth when my fingers grazed the underside of her breast and when the food is all gone and she is just left laying there, an empty platter, what then I wonder? Could there be dessert? A foursome perhaps all dribbled in cream.
Mistress K Nyotaimori – Turns out it is quite a mouth watering idea when you really start to think about it.
