Amy's kitchen

With Amy's face out of the way you're finally able to make out your upside down view of what appears to be cabinets and some kind of stone countertops, as your mind comes into full focus, it becomes clear you're in a kitchen. You attempt to move your body, immediately telling you that you are still restrained. Your back is against a cold, hard surface yet your head has no support, causing it to hang back.

"OAOOOH!" You attempt to call out, but immediately realize the ring gag is still in your mouth.

"Thank you, I know I have a lovely kitchen." Amy says teasingly. "Just had it remodeled."

You lift up your head just enough to see her approaching you again, this time however she's holding a tray with an assortment of what looks to be sushi. You continue watching confused, as she takes one of the rolls off of the tray and places it on your stomach.

"OOOAAHHH?" You try to question.

"Just stay still." Amy says as she continues placing more food on you. "Lets at least keep it looking nice till everyone can see it."

Her words make you even more uneasy.

"AEEEEY OOEE?" You say in your pathetic attempt at continued communication.

"I know, I'm excited too." She says. "It's just a small dinner party, but I saw a video of a fancy art gallery party and they had naked models laying on the tables used as serving trays. Thought it would be fun to do that." You can't fully see what's going on, but you seem to now be covered with carefully placed food. "But people weren't allowed to touch those models. Touching will be encouraged here, that's why I left both of your holes available." You almost shake everything off of you when you feel Amy's finger slide into your asshole. "Guess we should eat before playing too much though." She says with a laugh.

As insane as all of this is, you can't stop thinking of the fact that other people will see you like this, what will they think... or probably more importantly, what will they do?