A tall black man passes by

Naomi stood awkwardly. Surely her five minutes had passed. At least she wasn't completely naked. It was just her ass that was on show. Her ass that had just been spanked and was probably bright red for anyone passing by to see.

Her wrists were sore, Paul had put the damned handcuffs on pretty tight.

At least it was a quiet part of town, although that made her a little more nervous. If someone was to walk by, maybe they could fuck her before anyone else could come and help. Would they help anyway?

Every second felt like a minute. There wasn't anything she could do other than stare at the wall in front of the lamppost she was handcuffed to.

She heard footsteps from her left, and as she looked, a tall black man with shaved hair approached her.

"Have you been a bad girl?" he asked.

Naomi nodded meekly. She gulped, but couldn't help fantasize about what he might do with her.