An exhibitionist Nora.

"You don't tell me what to do!" Nora stuck her tongue out, unclipping her bra and yeeting it at Jaune, who caught it.

"Stop stripping Nora, listen to your Master," he said, faking sternness.

"Make me!" she sang, unzipping her skirt, and dropping it, kicking it at him, and he sidestepped.

"What even is the point of this?" Weiss rolled her eyes as she calmed down a bit, Nora already stripping off her panties. "You can make her do that at any time..."

"It mixes up the method a bit, keeps it fresh," Jaune told Weiss with a chuckle as he snagged the panties out of the air.

"Ah, much better! Society has no hold on me!" Nora declared dramatically, oblivious to the fact that she was in fact doing exactly what Jaune wanted as she stood proudly in nudity.

"Alright, sheesh Nora," Jaune grinned. "Could you at least cover up with your arms, show SOME modesty?"

"Modesty?" Nora declared, posing with her hands behind her head. "I don't know the meaning of the word!"

"Or many other words, really," Weiss snarked, though she had to admit, at least internally, she was enjoying the show.

"Dictionaries are eviiiiilll!" Nora chirped, turning around and sticking her ass out, shaking it at Jaune.

"Seriously Master, would it kill you to tell her to read a book?" Weiss whined. "...not right now obviously!" she hastily amended.

Jaune just chuckled. He probably should tell his girls to take their studies more seriously, but he had no interest in straight up micromanaging every aspect of their lives. He gazed back at Nora, who was now leaning forward, her hands on her thighs and her arms squishing her boobs together as she gave a sultry smirk.