The Naked Countess Ii Ch 07

Chapter 7: Call to Action

The hotel met them with a relaxing atmosphere--a nice change of pace after such a chaotic day. Maybe this wasn't Leo's fabled castle, but with the warm lamplights, silky cushions, and a couple of butt-naked cleaners on her beck and call, it could almost pass off as part of her homeland. A large TV on the wall was a nice addition, especially when it started showing news about Leo's and Lala's adventures today.

However, before the blonde could watch any of them, there was a knock on the door. The girls went to answer with hints of anxiety, hopeful that it wasn't a Textilian or some nosy paparazzi again. Instead, they saw a short yet stylish man with a file in his hands. Right after Leo opened the door, Charlie politely bowed to both ladies and invited himself in.

"What's the reason for your visit?" Arnold asked the photographer. "You know these are foreign diplomats, right?"

"Of course, man, I don't mean to tread on your toes. Just brought the contracts from the website's owners. They were ve-e-ery pleased with the photos we made!" his lips curled in a proud smirk.

"Of course, come in!" Leo said cheerfully and let the photographer into their spacious bedroom, to which he reacted with a whistle.

"Not bad. You must've been saving on clothes all your life to afford it!"

Both girls giggled at the joke while Arnold kept a straight face, too focused on the word "contracts". Soon he had an opportunity to see the papers for himself, as Leo gave them to him to make sure these were legit by US standards. While reading them, he couldn't help but feel another wave of excitement rising within him. It was a standard procedure, really, as the models had to allow the websites to use their naked likeness for commercial purposes.

But it still was incredibly hot. Not only did the girl agree to strip naked in public for everyone to see, but she also made her nudity somebody else's property, ensuring that it won't get scrubbed off the internet no matter what. There was altruism to that, the one that, in the mind of Arnold, clearly separated such women from those using their nudity as leverage. Especially this time, with "no monetary compensation" written in bold letters. It's not like Leo would need it, but it was still a very classy move on her part.

"Those are fine," he finally concluded, handing the contracts back.

"Told ya! Now, who wants to see the photos?" Charlie asked, to which Leo nodded first, with Lala reluctantly agreeing.

The photographer sat at the worktable and pulled out his laptop. The countess stood near him, blessing everyone around her with a gorgeous sight of her curves as she leaned forward. However, Charlie had something else in mind: as soon as the folder was opened, he patted himself on the lap, inviting Leo to sit. She jokingly rolled her eyes but accepted the invitation and soon sat on the man's lap, enveloping her hand around his neck.

A wide grin appeared on his face as he started opening pictures while caressing Leo's beautiful body with his free hand, not ashamed of groping her in the slightest. This mood seemed to vibe well with Leo, who kept positioning himself so that Charlie'd have an easier time fondling her wherever he pleased. After seeing so many men protest against her nakedness as Textilians, it was nice for the countess to meet one who loved naked girls just as she did.

The showing was a successful one: even though both Lala and Arnold were a bit awkward at the start of it, the shared memories of today's morning overtook their anxiety and let them enjoy the photos as much as Charlie did. The company discussed the pictures with the men showering the naked girls with compliments, sometimes laughing at the odd angles or passersby's reactions.

Despite all being bold, naked women, each of the three had her own unique energy. Leo was strong yet graceful, her athleticism and femininity blending into one captivating mix. She looked like she'll stay naked forever, and even if the entire world were against her, it'll end up becoming CMNF as well.

Cynthia was a sleeping volcano of sexuality, covering it behind grins and playful stares but ready to unleash it through her shameless posing and confidence whenever she felt like it. Leo even gave the model compliments later, commending her for contributing to their honorable cause. Cynthia was honored, although when Leo told her that in Sanflaria men didn't ogle their women's bodies and OnlyFans wouldn't be profitable there at all, the model suddenly got nervous.

Then, there was Lala. A shy, giggly girl who, as Charlie said, would "fit right into the ENF tag".

"She must've been holding back," Leo said. "Lala's the most shameless gal I know. Right, bestie?"

"Y-yeah, I was just playing a role," she bowed and everybody laughed as soon as Leo translated this phrase.

Arnold giggled as well, even though deep down he didn't buy it. The agent knew how anxiety and awkwardness looked too well to mix it up with something else. Yet, it didn't seem like the right moment to discuss that, so he turned his attention back to the photos for now.

Once they reached the middle of the gallery, Leo got up, having allowed Charlie's hand to traverse all across her body at this point. Then, she offered her place to Lala. But only after being rewarded for her cooperation with a loud buttslap.

The bodyguard agreed, although it took some convincing, then got even redder since Charlie's hand quickly began squeezing her breast. Deep inside, Lala wanted to scream, but she could only keep watching the pictures of her public humiliation with everyone around her talking and jesting about her naked body as if she enjoyed it.

When she felt Charlie's hand land on her vulva, she jumped with a shriek, causing even more laughs. The photographer was a bit surprised, especially after Leo let him freely stroke her pussy just a minute before. Lala had to take a moment of respite, so she bolted out of the room, saying she needed to adjust her make-up. Just what did she get herself into when she raised that hand?

After Charlie uploaded the set and Leo read the first comments, she suddenly remembered the talk with Gelbstein.

"Are these people paying to see us naked?" the countess asked.

"Hell yeah, and they pay very well!"

Arnold nodded, remembering all of the public nudity websites and OnlyFans pages he paid for before getting a chance to see his fantasy for free with Eleonora.

"Do you suppose we can use this fact to prove a point?" Leo asked both men, who then looked at each other with a barely hidden excitement.

"What do you have in mind?" Charlie finally asked.

After Leo told the photographer about Mr. Gelbstein and their talk, he turned to thinking.

"Yes, I think if you relay your message clearly, put it online, and add a nice-looking visual of your cute naked butt, people's attention will skyrocket. Especially with you and your bestie already flashing your pixelated bodies in the news."

"I hate when they do that!" Leo scoffed. "Sorry, just a cultural thing. Continue."

Charlie explained that a good way to test people's engagement would be creating a donation page. They'd collect a sum of money for their part of the investment and show Gelbstein that female nudity indeed does sell despite Textilians all other backlash. He also added that he was ready to help with setting it up if Leo and Lala agreed to another photoshoot for his NIP website later on.

"You got it! What do we need to do?" the blonde asked.

"I mean, like I said, visuals are the most important part. We can choose something from our latest shooting. Then add a couple of ugly Textilians from the protest, and we'll be set."

The pros of this idea clearly outweighed the cons. After all, Sanflaria didn't risk anything with this idea, and it seemed like the fastest way to reach out to Gelbstein's greed. So the group spent half an hour trying to choose the best picture, with Charlie providing his professional commentary and Arnold speaking of his experience as a long-time NIP content consumer.

Eventually, they settled on a photo where Leo and Lala stood at the sides of the sidewalk surrounded by dozens of gawkers and pointed at Cynthia, who was posing between them. All of them had their legs at shoulder width and were leaning slightly forward, as if to give the pedestrians a better look at their athletic backsides. The combined allure created by the trio of their beautiful bodies was something many erotic photographers could've only dreamed of.

"I think it looks great," Charlie said.

"Yes. Both sexy and wholesome, the best kind of public nudity! I mean... I just think so," Arnold nodded with a slight blush.

"True. It looks like I and Lala are inspiring this Earthian to be happy and proud of her nudity. Exactly the point of our campaign. I like that. And what do you think, bestie?"

Lala didn't respond to her mistress' words. She froze right after remembering the feeling of all those gazes traveling across her bare, unprotected body like hundreds of ants with their stings at the ready. Apparently, Leo interpreted it as her being in awe of her own beauty and told Charlie to continue. The photographer quickly put up a draft of their donation page but left the text field empty for the countess to fill up as she pleased.

"Alright, I have to get going. Remember that photoshoot you owe me now!" Charlie smirked and hid away his camera like it held all the riches of mankind.

Both Leo and Lala hugged him and gave him a gentle peck on the lips as the sign of their gratitude. Right after the photographer left, Leo got to Arnold's laptop and started working on the page. The agent was supposed to be going as well, but it felt too nice looking at the blonde work while lying on the bed. This position perfectly highlighted her nice-looking buttocks that jiggled a bit each time she came up with a new idea and flinched in excitement. Finally, Leo noticed and turned towards her friend, who was completely hypnotized at this point.

"I can feel you eyeing my gorgeous rear, you know," she said, shaking her butt with suggestion. "Why don't you give it a good rub? A little massage, if you will."

"Oh, of course I'd love to!" the agent said, but then hesitated.

"What's wrong? Still shy? I thought we'd been through this," Leo jokingly scolded him with her finger.

Arnold let out a sigh while trying to form an explanation. He tried to be bolder and more assertive, but it still didn't come out right. Especially when compared to other, more assertive males like Charlie, who didn't feel any anxiety when approaching girls at all.

"I just... you're my friend, you know."

"So what? I can be both your friend and a sexy piece of ass. Ass that you're freely allowed to touch whenever you wish, mind you. My beauty and my personality don't have to undo one another, remember?" she shook her behind once again, enjoying the sight of Arnold's eyes following it along.

He tried to explain why he acted like this, but words didn't come out of his mouth. All in all, it still didn't feel natural for Arnold to see such a beauty in front of him. And for her to allow him to grope her as much as he wished? It was simply unbelievable, his mind just turned off from such possibilities.

Fortunately, Leo already knew him well enough and saw through that ashamed demeanor.

"No worries, my ally. You're already getting more confident, but it takes both time and effort. You truly should become more upfront with your desires, but for the time being, I think we can help!"

With these words, the blonde grabbed Arnold's hand and pulled him onto the bed. The agent's cheeks became red like tomatoes when she realized Leo didn't just land his hands on her body but started hugging him just like in that motel in Nevada. His face got buried between the countess' tits again, and he became hard as a rock in seconds.

"Here, breathe in this experience!" Leo said, chuckling and wriggling on top of the man.

Lala laughed, but this time, it was loud and sincere. The scene really lifted up her mood and finally let her see somebody being embarrassed more than she was. The blonde called her to join them, and she jumped onto the king-sized bed along with the two.

"Wowie, now that's a fight we'll surely win!" the bodyguard added.

Arnold felt like he was in heaven, only with nude female bodies instead of the clouds. Leo and Lala embraced and tickled the agent, sometimes even landing his palms on their curves to let him enjoy this moment to the fullest. The trio spends the next twenty minutes like this--laughing, turning, and touching one another, with Arnold's shame gradually fading away from the girls' caresses.

The next day was going to be a busy one, but a rest like this made it all more than worth it.

***

When Arnold woke up, he didn't understand where he was at first. The sunlight peeking through the curtains and keyboard typing nearby slowly took the man from his dreams and returned him to reality.

"Oh man, did I dream that last evening?" he asked himself with a frown.

"No, you didn't! Although that depends on what you're talking about," Leo's voice rang out from the right.

Arnold turned around and saw his blonde naked friend lying nearby with his laptop. Now he remembered: he thought it was time for him to go after the three got frisky, but Leo suggested he rest at her bed while she's working. Well, the rest was surely better than expected, with Arnold sleeping through the whole night in his uniform.

He also remembered what happened before that. A magical moment that he probably won't ever forget. When they got enough of tickling and touching each other, Arnold jokingly leaned to Leo to give her a peck on the cheek. Instead, the blonde turned towards him and gave him a long, passionate kiss on the lips like in romantic movies.

"Don't let competition discourage you. Use it to your advantage. You can be brave and fearless; I saw it in you during that firefight in Vegas. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise," Leo said to him back then with a smile.

Arnold was speechless. When he first saw this countess, he'd never think she could be so soft and wise at the same time. Not only did she realize he was concerned about him being too shy compared to Charlie, but she also found the best way to combat such thoughts.

"T-thank you, Leo," the agent said with a blush.

"No biggie," she replied. "Also, I'm almost finished with the text. Care to check it out?"

"Sure!"

Arnold leaned over to the blonde's side of the bed but froze as he saw another person in the hallway nearby. It was one of the cleaners, a petite blonde with a bright smile on her face, who was busy cleaning dust off furniture in the buff. She glanced at the man and smirked a little, probably thinking he and Leo did more than such hugging and kissing.

"I-it's not what you think!" Arnold hurried to explain.

"Don't worry, sir," she responded, leaning forward and letting him enjoy the view of her slim, athletic body. "Our job is strictly confidential. Call it the janitor-client privilege!"

"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that..." he started speaking, but soon realized it didn't matter and turned his attention to Leo.

The text on Arnold's laptop seemed large and imposing.

"Greetings, peoples of Earth!" he started reading aloud. "It is I, Eleonora of Kir'ador. As you may know, we, the people of Sanflaria, decided to give you an insight into our rich and varied culture by producing a documentary with several of your prominent moneymakers. We will show you a reality that you didn't dare to even dream of and allow you to feel a part of our magnificent world that'll leave you begging for more. It's in your best interest to invest your finances into this venture, for this documentary may build a bridge between our worlds that you and your descendants will walk on in the coming decades!"

He fell silent, unsure what to say.

"So how is that?" Leo said with a confident smirk.

"Well, the bridge metaphor was nice."

"And that's it?!" the countess pouted.

Arnold tried to soften his criticism as much as possible, but it still made Leo scoff at the Earthians' entitlement. Basically, he explained that people wouldn't want to be degraded in the advertisement, or even told the truth really. They'd wish to feel special, important, and rewarded for their actions, especially if those involved spending money on something.

"So, uh, you want me to lie?"

"Here on Earth we call this marketing," Arnold clarified.

Leo pouted again but ended up accepting his offer. After all, she asked him for an Earthian perspective, and if that's what it was, she had to edit her text accordingly. The ending result was much better: Leo and Lala talked about how excited they were to be on Earth, how they wanted to launch a cultural exchange between their nations, and how thankful they are for locals ogling their bodies.

That last part might've been Arnold's hormones talking again, but it'd probably resonate with their male audience the most, so they left it in. Soon, the donation page was live, and Leo called all of her Earthian contacts to help spread it. She even shared it with her friends Ximena and Captain Davis, wondering how they'd been in the past month and how much their wardrobe had decreased from their latest meeting.

Davis seemed busy since she didn't even read Leo's messages. Ximena, on the other hand, replied right away. The cheerful exhibitionist promised to link the page whenever she can and even said something about asking her faculty for help. After all, she was a culturologist, so this task was right up her alley.

The delegation went about their business and soon saw the donation bar at the bottom of the page fill up so quickly you'd think somebody donated every second! Both Leo and Arnold could feel their work will pay off, which only left Mr. Luxe to worry about now. However, this part was also a bit problematic, as neither Araman nor ICA managed to contact the man in more than a day.

Thankfully, he soon announced his presence himself by a phone call and made it clear why he ignored previous attempts at communication: he was only interested in speaking directly to Eleonora.