You Offer a Deal

"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful! The crowd loves you." You beam as you pull Tracia off stage after a particularly delightful showcasing.

"Please, that's enough, you've seen everything now let me go!" Tracia begs.

"What do you mean everything? We still have two hundred hats to go, you are a gifted model, you should take this up professionally."

"Please, I'll do anything, just let me go."

"Anything?" You ask seriously.

Tracia paused for moment then hung her head in resignation and muttered, "Yes. Anything."

"Fantastic!" You exclaim, "How about you model one more headpiece and then I'll let you run back to the palace."

Tracia looks up in surprise, "Just one more and you promise you'll let me get dressed?"

"No, of course not, one more and I'll let you run home."

"Fine, I'll do it."

"There is of course a condition." You add.

"What?"

"I want you to model it properly, you don't need me moving you around like a puppet, I want you to strut your stuff on that stage like I've been teaching you all afternoon. Can you do it?"

"What? but that's, can't you-?"

You give her a stern look.

"Fine."

"I can't wait. And don't you dare try to run away, I'll catch you and we'll start the whole show again from scratch."

Tracia just whimpered.

"Well, it just so happens I was saving this piece for the big finale, strap in and get out there, sister."

Barely a minute later, Tracia herself is standing on stage by herself wearing the most expensive and elaborate head garment you could find. Gold threaded seams add a luxurious, but sophisticated look. The slanted brim allows Tracia's beautiful hair to flow down past her shoulders on her left side, and an elegant bow with a wide ribbon around the head adds just the perfect amount of flair.

"For our final exhibition today, ladies and gentlemen, we have a piece called the silk crown; how appropriate, for it it be modelled by a princess."

The crowd laughed and cheered.

"Designed and handmade by Biranta only this year. In fact I believe this is the item's very own debut in public fashion, isn't it marvellous."

The crowd clapped and cheered again.

"Well, your highness, give us a twirl, let's see it from all angles!"

Slowly and with a visible blush - not something typical of a lavender skinned elf - Tracia twirled around, showing all her natural grace and poise. The crowd cheered again, somehow louder than they had been all day. Oddly enough, you do see a shy smile form briefly on her lips as the crowd applauds

"If Biranta could see all your faces now, she might just run through the streets naked in delight!" You say affirmingly to whoops of approval. "Speaking of which, my a assistant tells me that she has been arrested and put in the stocks for treason. I recommend you all go and pay her a visit to show your appreciation once our show is over."

You give Banti a wink, it was of course, her that you sent running all over the city looking for the naked seamstresses you let loose earlier.

You look back to the stage, The audience is cheering and Tracia is soaking it up, with every step she gives her but a cute wiggle that you definitely didn't teach her. Is she... enjoying this?

Tracia's routine continues, perfectly showing off the hat and her naked body. She's working the crowd, teasing them, that's hard to do when there's an audience on all sides. Her blush is as strong as ever, but her shy smile has grown into a delighted grin.

She continues the routine with many a sexy sway of the hips and nips. Until finally, with only the slightest prompting by you, she ends with a series of elaborate bows to the audience in every direction, of course, with her legs parted widely beneath her, she gives one final view of her royal pussy to her subjects.

As the show ends, Tracia covers herself with her hands and tip-toes off stage. Suddenly looking a little shyer.

"When people think about why I do what I do, they usually assume I do it because I'm a pervert." You say pensively to Daisy. "They're right of course, but there is another reason."

"You're the wisest most powerful man in existence, you dont need to explain yourself to anyone." Daisy replied adoringly.

"But I think it's important that you should know too. Every woman, deep down, wants to be a naked chick, showing off for the attention of a crowd of strangers. They don't all know that they want that, in fact almost none of them do."

"I know that!" Says Daisy, giving a sexy twirl to emphasise her naked glory.

"Of course you do, because I taught it to you. And I think I just taught it to Princess Tracia too."

You are suddenly snapped out of your thoughts, by a commotion happening around the Princess at the foot of the stage.