Pyrrha has another idea

"Ruby, wait!" Pyrrha called out before she got too far.

Ruby stopped short and turned back.

"What's wrong?"

Pyrrha didn't respond, instead turning to look at the cause of her predicament.

"I know exactly how you can make this up to me, Yang," she said, folding her arms in front of her boobs.

Yang suddenly felt very concerned. However, she did say anything.

"What...?" she asked hesitantly.

Pyrrha looked to the side toward her clothed friend.

"Ruby, I want you to go back to my dorm and get me some fresh clothes. But don't get anything for Yang."

From that alone, Ruby figured what Pyrrha had in mind. She looked towards her sister, concern evident in her silver eyes. Yang only nodded, not feeling very confident in this, but still wanting to make it up somehow. Ruby then ran off to fulfill Pyrrha's request.

"Pyrrha..." Yang hesitantly began. "What do you have planned?"

"Oh, you'll just have to wait and see," Pyrrha responded, mimicking Yang's own words from earlier. "Although...I think you're gonna be in for quite the surprise..."

Ruby was only gone for 5 or 10 minutes. But that time was agony for Yang. Standing out in semi-public, completely naked, with a girl with a grudge and a "surprise". Nothing good could come of that.

Eventually, though, Ruby returned.

"Hi!" she said, dropping to her knees and setting her bag on the ground in front of her. She reached in and began pulling clothes out, handing them to Pyrrha. She quickly donned them, grateful to be covered once more. In a matter of seconds, Yang was the only nude one between the three of them.

"Ok, I'm still naked. Ha ha," Yang said dryly. "What, do you want pictures of me, or something?"

"Oh, no," Pyrrha shook her head, grabbing a piece of rebar that Yang hadn't noticed earlier. "What I want is something much more...noticeable."

Pyrrha walked behind Yang, standing only a few inches away.

"Your hands, please."

Yang hesitated, her anxiety almost doubling at those words alone. However, she obeyed, not wanting to anger Pyrrha any further.

Pyrrha then used her semblance to shape the rebar into makeshift handcuffs, trapping Yang's wrists behind her back, making it effectively impossible to use her arms.

"You humiliated me in front of our classmates," Pyrrha whispered. "If you want me to forgive you, you'll walk back to the dorms like this. And I do mean walk. No running. No hiding. And no stopping people from looking at you."

Yang gulped. She figured Pyrrha would do something like this, when she was denied clothes. But hearing her say it out loud, with her hands bound, made it hit her so much harder.

However, Yang knew she couldn't back down from this. She'd already promised Pyrrha she'd make it up to her. She owed her this much, at the very least.

"Ok," Yang nodded.

Pyrrha smiles and smacked Yang's ass, drawing a small yelp of surprise from the blonde bombshell. She began walking forward, blushing more and more as each step brought her closer to the sidewalk, and closer to total exposure.