Disclaimer and warning: See chapter 1.
Previously – In book 1 "iLifestyle," Carly, Sam, and Freddie had several erotic/flirtatious/sensual experiences. Freddie tells Carly and Sam that he is a nudist and is very submissive to women. Freddie asked Carly to be his Domme, she said yes. In book 2 "iScene," Mrs. Benson had her first Domme training class with Carly. Carly and Freddie sleep together and had their first scene/sex acts. In book 3 "iCommit," Carly and Freddie had a collaring ceremony. That night they lost their virginity to each other. It's now a month later and Goddess Carly is testing Freddie to see how submissive he is, and how far they can go with that part of their relationship. Melanie, Sam, Shelby, Wendy, and Tasha have arrived and Chef Sonia is preparing Freddie for dinner.
Chapter 3
iParty
Saturday evening, 17 September 2011
Relationship Day 113
"We are about to eat raw fish off a naked man's body," from a very shocked Melanie. Melanie may be in shock, but she is definitely the most curious by the way she is looking at Freddie's nude body. According to Sam, she is a virgin, so I don't think she has ever seen the intimate parts of a man before. I'm sure she thinks it is a beautiful sight.
Chef Sonia begins to explain, "When Carly told me she wanted to do something special for tonight and she explained her relationship with Freddie, I recommended Nantaimori, or body sushi, which is the Japanese tradition of eating sushi off a naked man's body. This is a variation of Nyotaimori, which is the Japanese word that means 'Female body presentation ' or 'Adorned body of woman.' The temperature of the dishes will come close to body temperature, and will make the food especially delicious!"
Shelby broke into laughter, "Oh Carly, I never dreamed you were so decadent. This is just too good!"
Melanie, still staring at the kitchen island where my naked Freddie is strapped down, "Freddie is going to be our ... dinner plate!" If it were not for the fact she could see him breathing, she would freak out thinking she was looking at a dead body. She continues to watch the scene in front of her as Chef Sonia finishes the elegant arrangement inarizushi, several varieties of makizushi, several different sashimi delicacies, and half-dozen different kinds of western-style sushi. All on banana leaves that are on our handsomely shape dinner plate. Surrounding Freddie, Chef Sonia has artistically placed small bowls with different types of dipping sauces, like soy sauce and wasabi paste, condiments such as grated fresh ginger, ponzu, and red pepper, and such garnishes as shish, shiso, shredded daikon, and ugo.
"And we are eating the fish right off his body! That sounds ... appetizing," from Wendy who, along with Sam and Tasha, knew my original plan for this weekend. Only Chef Sonia and I knew Freddie would be the centerpiece for dinner.
"Yes, and in Japanese custom, it is not polite to talk to or touch him more than necessary," Chef Sonia explains. "He will just lie there as our exotic dinner platter. Beautiful, is it?"
"Then can we eat Freddie," from a grinning Sam.
"No Sam! We don't eat friends! I also locked up the forks and knives earlier, because tradition demands we use chopsticks."
"I also brought beverages including Green Tea, Sake, and Plum Wine. In Japan, green tea or sake is the drinks of choice with sushi." Chef Sonia looks at Sam, "Soft drinks spoil the taste. The Plum Wine is an excellence after dinner drink." She gives everyone one pair of fine wooden chopsticks, but nobody wanted to go first. "Go on ladies, dig in."
Shelby went straight for the Yellowtail Sushi on his stomach. "This is excellent. Carly, I saw your web-show where you announced that you and Freddie are dating, but this is beyond dating. How did you get Freddie to do this?" indicating our plate who, while remaining quite, could hear every word we say, and has a smile on his face.
"Well, in a nutshell, when Sam, Tasha, Wendy, and I get together, we usually like to make fun of men."
Tasha is savoring the Salmon Caviar Sushi. "I haven't had Salmon Caviar in years," she quietly says to herself.
While Melanie is holding Salmon Sashimi in her chopsticks, her face shows that she couldn't believe what I am saying, "What's your idea of fun?"
"We realize that the four of us share a hidden desire to dominate men. To make them submit to our wills. Dance to our tunes. Like, we will sit in the park and watch men and wonder how they look naked. Then Freddie told Sam and me that he is a nudist and is submissive to women, and is comfortable being naked around other people…"
"Carly just took the idea to the next level," Sam finishes with a mouth full of food. "This has to be the best piece of thinly sliced fish I've ever had in my life."
"That's was a filet of tuna served sashimi style, over ponzu," Chef Sonia answers while bring the second round of dishes to our dinner table.
Wendy is enjoying Big Eye Tuna Sushi, while Shelby helps herself to some Atlantic salmon sushi with Kelp.
Loud chuckles from the girls, followed by clapping, when Melanie drops a piece of Nigirisushi into his groin area.
"Don't worry, I watched Freddie shower this afternoon using a special fragrance-free soap. He is very clean," as I use my chopsticks to retrieve that piece. I dip it in my soy sauce, bring it to my lips, and eat it in one bite, then slowly chew. I close my eyes and feel the different textures on my tongue, and enjoy its delicate flavor. It just melts in my mouth. I drink a little Sake to cleanse my palate.
"Is this ... sexually motivated?" Shelby asks.
Tasha jumps in, "Maybe, but what woman doesn't love looking at a well shaped naked man? But this is not just about sex. Besides being empowering, it is incredibly fun as well, and gives us the opportunity to tease and exert some power over cocky males. I can't wait to get Gibby fully trained and completely naked!"
"At these get-togethers, the ladies will rule," Wendy finishes with a giggle, and then consumes a Crab-based sushi.
"So you all meet together with your boyfriends and have a naked party?" Melanie asked, not quite comprehending what we had just told her, while holding a Salmon Caviar Sushi.
"No. No, not the women," Sam clarified. "We plan to make the guys strip completely naked, and we stay dressed. You can wear anything you want. Whatever you are comfortable wearing, but the guys will be naked!"
"It leads to sex?" Melanie was all goggle-eyed now.
"No!" I tell her. "You are getting the wrong idea. It's harmless fun for us having the guys wait on us while we stare at them. I originally planned for Freddie to be our waiter, but Chef Sonia's idea is much more interesting. But any sex that may happen after one of these parties stays private between the girl and her boyfriend."
"Carly will not allow this party to turn into a sex orgy," as Sam pops another Big Eye Tuna Sushi into her mouth.
"Not trying to be politically correct," Shelby ask, "but isn't this demeaning to men?"
"Nyotaimori is not demeaning to men. This is no different from being an artist's model." Chef Sonia says with pride, "Sushi is not just food; it's an art-form!"
"I … love … to … eat … art," from Sam's mouth full of food.
"Anywhere but here and now, this would be demeaning to him. Freddie and I have clearly defined laws we live by," I explain as I entwine my fingers with his. "This weekend is one big scene for us, and earlier this week, we discussed additional rules for this scene and he agreed to them. Chef Sonia, Melanie, Sam, Tasha, and Wendy have agreed that what happens here will stay here." I look to Shelby, "You were a last minute addition to this weekend's activities, but I trust you not to tell anyone about what is happening this weekend."
"I understand the importance of trust and privacy. My boyfriend/trainer and I play ultimate surrender. During our ultimate surrender training matches, we start out wearing the same number of items of clothing, and whoever loses a round also loses an item of clothing. Whoever is naked first has to do whatever the other wants for the rest of the night."
"Cool game," Sam says with a mischievous grin.
Wendy adds, "I think I speak for the rest of us girls. We are lovers, not fighters."
I look down and smile at my Freddie, "He would let me win, because I know he is much stronger than I am, but he trusts me to let me control the pace of our developing relationship. He knows I will not let anything happen to him, so he trusts me completely in our scenes like this." In spite of his status as the centerpiece for dinner, he is quietly smiling and relaxed. He is just lying on the kitchen island surrounded by seven beautiful women, who couldn't help but admire him, and being blindfolded.
Wendy asks, "So why is he blindfolded? Freddie knows us and, most of us have gotten use to seeing him naked."
"Do you think he can handle being surrounded by seven beautiful women wearing some of the sexiest clothing he may have ever seen?" I lean closer to his ear. "Wendy is wearing a sheer red baby doll and thong." I point toward his manhood, and all the girls just start watching it. I am laying him bare in more than one way to the girls tonight.
"Tasha is wearing a form fitting University of Washington sleep shirt, and I am not seeing any visible panty lines." We have the beginnings of an erection. The girls start to giggle.
"Shelby is only wearing a camo print sport bra and sexy gym shorts." He starts blushing from being the center of attention and that I was showing everyone that I control him.
"Sam is in booty shorts and a cut-up Cuttlefish T-shirt." Little Freddie has never gotten this much attention before.
"Melanie is wearing a black one-piece teddy, garter belt, and stockings." I see Melanie glance away and then look back toward his genital region. She had a surprise smile on her face as she points one dainty finger at his groin. Melanie looks to my face for a second before turning back to him.
"Chef Sonia is wearing a sexy Kimono." His fully engorged penis is now just lying on his stomach.
"And I am wearing his favorite night gown. He just loves to undue these side ties with his teeth." The girls could see how well endowed he is, and can clearly see his testicles. I hope they can get a better demonstration before the evening is over. "So what do you think of our slightly offbeat party," I asked Melanie.
"It's different," she replies. Then she continues, "Well, before a few months ago, I would have laughed at you if you told me I would be clothed and in the company of a naked man," she cast another glance at Freddie before facing me again. "It's definitely different from what I am use to, but I think I like it."
The rest of the dinner conversation is spend catching up with each other's lives. After the girls head to the living room, I release Freddie and tell him to stay in the kitchen and help Chef Sonia. I look back at him as I exit the kitchen, I add with a giggle, "Freddie, make sure the kitchen is spotless. Then bring the drinks, the bowls of chirashizushi, and any leftovers and you can eat with us in the living room."
I take the chair that faces the kitchen so I can watch him wash some dishes, and wipe down the counter tops. I ask the girls what they thought of the evening.
"Great," they say at the same time.
"The food was delicious and I love the atmosphere," said Shelby as she glances to Freddie.
Freddie brings a tray with seven small bowls of chirashizushi and the remaining inarizushi, makizushi, sashimi, and sushi, plus extra chopsticks, the bottle of Plum Wine, the almost empty bottle of Green Tea, and eight small wine glasses and places the tray on the coffee table. He kneels next to me.
I tell him, "You have done very well today," as I caress his handsome face. He gives me that beautiful smile. I lean down, pull him toward me, and give him a quick kiss on the lips. I tell him, "Pass out the bowls of chirashizushi and fill each glass with their drink of choice. Then you can finish off the sushi and have something to drink."
"Yes and thank you Goddess," he replies. "Everyone thirsty for Wine or Green Tea?"
Chef Sonia asks for Green Tea, she will be driving home soon. Melanie, Sam, Shelby, Tasha, Wendy, and I want to try the Plum Wine. We watch Freddie pour the drinks and he places them on the tray with the bowls of chirashizushi, then he carries the tray to each of us. When he approaches each girl, he kneels down before them and offers them the tray. Each of us does the same thing. We take one bowl, a set of chopsticks, and one glass and say "Thank you Freddie." As he moves around us, we let our eyes wander all over him. We check out his firm chest, his stomach muscles, his spankable ass, and his athletic arms and legs. I wonder if they are thinking the same thing; that an obedient naked man looks so beautiful, and that his genitals, especially when aroused, are the perfect accessory to his body. This is the way life should be.
Afterwards, we watch Freddie as he tries to figure out how to use chopsticks to pick up a sushi roll, and ends up destroying it. We start laughing.
"Goddess, please help me."
"You can use your hands, if you like."
"Thank you, Goddess," he replies. Then a little softer, "It was nice when you fed me that first night."
With a soft smile, "So you liked no hands. I spoil you too much." I saunter toward him, and kneel next to him. I smile as I see his gaze flicker to my breast as I knelt. I can feel my nipples sliding against the silky fabric and I know he can see my nipples getting hard through that sheer fabric. I enjoy being able to tease him with just my looks. I know that it is an effort for him to return his gaze to my eyes. With my fingers under his chin, I pull him close, and give him a soft kiss, and quietly tell him "Thank you." I watch him light up. He knows his reactions reveal his feelings. I take his chopsticks to pick up a sushi roll, and dip it in soy sauce. He leans close, as I offer it to his lips. I watch Freddie close his eyes while he chews and swallows it.
His voice cracks as he speaks, "Goddess, may I have another piece?"
I smile and place the next piece in his mouth, and he chews it hungrily. I tell him, "Chew it slowly, and enjoy the different textures and flavors."
"Oh God, she feeding him again. They are going to be off in their own little world for awhile."
I ignore Sam and continue to feed the leftover Sushi, Nigirisushi, and Sashimi to him as he consumes it. I reach over and pick up a napkin to wipe away a little sauce. From time to time, I take the glass of wine and he sips it gratefully. Afterwards, he cleans up and returns the tray to the kitchen.
I get back in my seat and start chatting with my girlfriends again. Nice conversation with a close circle of friends, a man who wasn't treating us like sex objects, but is allowing us to playfully treat him as one. All the girls, except Melanie, are comfortable at taking long leisurely look at Freddie's body as he refills their glasses. His most interesting part is still pointing straight out from his body. When Freddie isn't helping one of the girls, he will be in his place at my feet and massaging my feet and legs. I could see the looks of awe in my friend's eyes at what clearly belongs to me.
Melanie remarks, "He has grown into an extremely handsome man. I have seen a few movies that have shown naked men in them, but Freddie is the first real naked man I have seen."
I have been watching Melanie fight with herself all evening to keep her eyes from studying Freddie's body. She had been glancing at his crotch and then back to me. I tell her, "Melanie, it's OK for you to ogle his body, any body part, for however long you want. This weekend, you don't have to worry about being caught appreciating a naked man."
"It's easy for you to speak; you've got such nice boyfriend in Freddie." Melanie adds angrily, "It's not fair that men can get away with anything but I cannot so much as have a thought about a man's body without feeling guilty."
"You can't deny how enjoyable it is once you put aside how society expects you to react," from Wendy, who's seating next to her, tries to comforter her.
I tell her, "It's just a matter of who is in control of the situation and the direction it may take."
"What do you mean?" Melanie's eyes darted curiously between Freddie and me.
"Freddie, stand up," I tell my kneeling slave. I swing him around to make him stand in front of Melanie. I feel his muscles tighten as he is aware that his manhood is pointing straight at her. I put my chin on his shoulder so that I could see her reactions. I feel the warmth of his body, and the scent from his hair. I try to look composed and in control in contrast to his completely vulnerable state.
Melanie is staring wide-eyed at the fully erect penis in front of her, stirring and pulsing as if it had a mind of its own.
Freddie knows he shouldn't say anything. He leans back against me as he spreads his legs wider, the unspoken permissible to continue with this demonstration. Freddie couldn't repress a low moan as he felt my fingernails slide along the underside of his shift. My fingers continued down where I tease and lift his balls in my palm, feeling their weight and then gently play with them using my fingers and thumb. I love the thrill I get from the moan that Freddie is emitting. I stop playing and wrap my arms tightly around him. "Melanie, its okay to touch him."
I watch over his shoulder as Melanie slides her trembling fingers on his eager shaft. She slowly runs her fingers over it starting from the base, to the tip, and continues back to the base. He moans as she caresses it. "Melanie, is this the first time you ever touched a man?" All she can do is nod her head yes, and continue to study the item that makes Freddie a man. She interspersed stroking with pinching, patting, twisting his shaft and watching how it waves and throbs.
"Goddess, I'm going to cum!" he exclaimed.
Melanie stops immediately. "You have to get permission from Car ... your Goddess if you can cum," Melanie said coyly.
He looks over me and I just shake my head no.
"Please Goddess. Oh please. I'm so close."
Melanie slows down, and with gentle touching, resumes examining his manhood. Her touching still causes Freddie to thrust and twist.
"Please Goddess, please don't cause me to have blueballs again," he whimpers.
"But I don't want you to cum tonight. I want your balls full when I reward you later," I seductively add. I can tell by the look on their faces that all of my girlfriends were enjoying the graphic display of my control over Freddie.
"Yes Goddess," in a resigned whisper.
I entwine my fingers in his hair as I give him a firm kiss. Pulling back, I gaze into his eyes. His eyes reflect adoration. I smile as all my doubts wash away. I know that he knows that he is all mine.
"Carly, you have such a nice thing going. I can see you love your man and he would do anything for you because he is completely in love with you," Tasha said.
"I have noticed that Freddie only talks when asked to, and he donen't ogle our bodies like most men. He has an obedience and respective tone when he answers a question," from Shelby.
"Freddie, you would be a good role-model for other men. All men should act like you," Wendy finishes, more to herself than to us.
"This calls for a toast," I said and everyone retrieve their wine glasses. "To the good life." We look at each other unable to suppress a grin, and we clink our glasses. The look we exchange express the thoughts I am having, my boy is perfect.
Melanie looks curiously at Little Freddie and it doesn't seem to be subsiding. She asks, "Shouldn't his genitals giggle when he moves?"
Coming Next Friday: For the first time this weekend, I am nervous.