The walk home

The first step out of cover was easily the hardest. Yang slowed and then came to a stop only a few feet away from the sidewalk. By now, some classes had already been let out, and she could hear people walking around just outside her view. She began to breath harder in anticipation, trying to psych herself up, her chest rising and falling quickly.

Yang was so focused on this that she forgot about Ruby and Pyrrha just behind her. They came to a stop when she did, waiting for her to build up the nerve. After about 10 seconds of waiting, though, Pyrrha grew impatient and stepped forward.

"Get to it!" she said, placing another firm smack on Yang's ass.

Yang cried out in surprise and jumped forward, crossing the threshold from safety to total exposure. As soon as she was out in the open, Yang looked up and could see three students sitting on the grass a few feet away, as well as two more walking her direction. Her cry had apparently been louder than she'd hoped, seeing as all five of them were looking right at her, total shock evident on all of their faces. Yang wasn't sure if she recognized any of them, but that didn't matter too much at the moment.

Yang let out a nervous chuckle and smiled weakly, turning to begin her walk of shame.

Pyrrha had never been one to take joy in the punishment of others. That just wasn't who she was.

But this was different. After Yang had exposed her so completely, even on accident, Pyrrha couldn't deny the satisfaction she was feeling at seeing Yang in a similar situation.

Looking to the side, Pyrrha saw Ruby trying to avoid looking directly at her sister. It was obvious she felt conflicted about this.

"Ruby," Pyrrha began. "I'm sorry, but this had to be done."

Ruby slowly looked over at Pyrrha and nodded.

"I understand," she said. "Yang...embarrassed you...and you're embarrassing her. You'll be even after this." She fell quiet, and then raised an eyebrow toward Pyrrha. "Right?"

Pyrrha thought about the question, about what else she might be able to do with a naked Yang. However, she quickly dismissed those thoughts. Escalation wouldn't end well for anyone.

"Right," Pyrrha nodded. "Once this is done, I'll have forgiven Yang."

Ruby nodded, satisfied with the answer, and they both turned their attention back to the main attraction.

The longer this punishment went on, the more eyes it seemed to attract. At first, it was just those five people that spotted Yang once she began her walk. Now, though, only a couple minutes later, and there were easily 50 people paying some amount of attention to what was going on.

Most only watched from a distance, content to enjoy the show from wherever they already were. But a couple had gotten braver, moving closer and pulling out their scrolls to commemorate. Yang looked back at Pyrrha, hoping she'd intervene, but no. She just gestured for Yang to keep walking.

And so, she did. Even as these perverts immortalized her most humiliating moment in digital form, she kept her slow, steady pace.

At one point, a couple of men walked up, looking like children on Christmas morning.

"Hey, blondie. Can we get a feel?" one of them asked.

Yang looked over her shoulder at Pyrrha again. Surely, this would be where she drew the line. Pictures was one thing, but this was too much for Yang's comfort.