Desperate Apartment Hunter Aching For A Deep, Messy Creampie

This is one of the last images I see as my heart finally cooks through and stops beating. What kind of sick fucks are these? Xnxx What if someone pokes me with it? I’m very anxious, taking in all the sounds that I can. Once I was clean and dry, they gave me a plate of food. I’ll send them an e-mail and ask when the party is.”
After sending the e-mail out, it takes about an hour to get a response. “What if we got weekend jobs?”
“That could work,” I get up to grab my laptop off the table before sitting back down and opening it. After the last slice is taken, I hear someone near the table say, “And now, nyotaimori becomes teppanyaki!”
I know what nyotaimori is because they told me earlier, but what is teppanyaki?