Misato is wheeled in thru the door in her 'Evening Service' trolley.
She is bent over with her ass in the air, and her arms and thighs disappearing into the white box on wheels - her wrists and ankles are firmly manacled inside the box and she can barely move. Two thin white pillars rise up on either side of her, and Misato's waist is held by a white square wooden stock between the pillars.
As the door shuts behind her, she lets out a groan - a groan muffled by the firm red ball-gag filling her mouth. Her frowning face is the only part of her flesh visible as she is clothed in a skin-tight, shiny white and purple all in one. Her lilac hair is spread over her arching back.
Her nipples are showing hard through the straining material where her ample breasts hang between her arms, and her almost spherical buttocks quiver either side of her ass and pussy.
On the surface of the trolley, to the right of Misato's face, are a thick double-ended dildo and some lube. In a rack mounted at the rear of the trolley - where Misato cannot see - are two large, steel, diagonal blades.
"Just what I ordered - and presented beautifully as always. You never fail to impress, Misato."
A hand lands a sharp smack on Misato's left buttock - the 'crack' echoes round the room and Misato groans again. Her buttock's quivering is almost a reverberation.
"Now the question, whenever one is served with a new dish, is how to enjoy it properly - and how to handle the cutlery and accessories it is served with."
Misato feels a hand rub down over her anus, and onto her pussy.
"The usual etiquette is to work from the outside in, and I think that would be appropriate on this occasion."
The dildo is lifted up and held in front of Misato's face.
"Do you agree, Misato?"
"Mmmf!"
"Good. This means that tonight we will be working from the outside of your outfit to the inside of your body via your asshole. A treat for us both, Misato."
"Mmmf!" Misato groaned again, her purple locks flying everywhere as she nodded as enthusiastically as she could.