Gabriela tries to convince the clerk to help her

“Wait!” Gabriela grabbed the man’s hand.

“Hey! What… oh.” Gabriela had released the grip on her chest and squished her breasts forward with her elbows, brown nipples reaching out to say hi to the man.

“P-please sir, I assure you I wasn’t doing anything naughty…”

“…F-fine, give me your name so I can look up your room.”

“Gabriela Cuerada.”

“… I don’t seem to have any room registered with that name.”

Suddenly, Hannah lowered her camera, her face going pale as snow. She remembered something very important. “Err, Gabriela…” She poked at her friend’s shoulder.

“Then try Hannah Naken.”

“Nope, haven’t got a room with that name either.”

“What? B-“

“Hey Gabby,” Hannah whispered. “FYI, I think I kind of remembered that…I didn’t rent a room before our little stunt.”

“You forgot to rent a room!?”

“I mean, less forget, and more that I willingly didn’t do it. You’ve seen the prices in this place? It would eat all of the video’s profits.”

“WHAT?! BUT THAT WAS THE WHOLE POINT OF THE VIDEO!”

“Video? I knew this was something lewd! Security, toss them out of the hotel!”

“What? Hey, let me go!” A buff security guard slid his arms under Hanna’s shoulders and began to drag her away. “You can’t do this to me!”

A female guard did the same to Gabriela, but she had already accepted her fate. The naked blogger didn’t resist. Why even bother to try and cover-up? She just let her body hang while her mind tried to process the situation. Her head felt lighter tan a feather, now she was astral projecting for real.

It was a surreal experience, being dragged out of a hotel lobby in the nude. If it wasn’t for the friction of her feet sliding on the carpet and the grip of the buff security woman on her shoulders, Gabriela would have half believed she was dreaming. But she wasn’t, this was happening. She was going to be thrown out like a petty pervert.

For the first time since she stripped, Hannah wasn’t recording, but other people were. And those were the worst. Gabriela had no way to control the message they sent or to censor them in any way. She bet those videos would get thousand more views than her own...

Should she even publish her video? It was nothing more than a recording of her conga of humiliation. Who was going to find help by watching it? The only upside is that it would hopefully serve as evidence that she at least started with good intentions.