Ritual Shaming !

Keiko led Debbi to her doom. She would continue as Debbi's shadow through this week with just two differences. The first was that having achieved her goal, she would henceforward translate everything correctly. And the second was that Debbi would not be wearing any clothes ! They entered the familiar meeting room to be met by a grim faced management team and a bunch of eagerly expectant workers. Debbi had to stand to one side as she was berated by the senior manager. Keiko translated. "Your performance and behaviour have been abominable. You have been grossly negligent and incompetent despite your professed arrogance. You are a disgrace to your company, this company and to your nation." And so on and on. Debbi didn't recognise the picture of herself that was being painted but she was becoming thoroughly browbeaten. "Now you must reply, they demand total contrition" instructed Keiko. Debbi tried her hardest to find the right tone. She looked down at the floor. "I am so very sorry to have failed you all so badly. I most humbly submit myself to your judgement and beg you for forgiveness and for a second chance." There were subdued murmurs of approval as Keiko translated the speech.

Interpreting the manager, Keiko then informed Debbi "You can gain redemption by complying fully and humbly with all that is asked of you over the coming week." Keiko explained that Debbi now had to prostrate herself and ask for forgiveness again. She was to get down on her knees , spread her arms in front of herself and put her forehead to the floor. Debbi complied, to further murmurs of approval. "Now you have to do it again naked !" said Keiko. Debbi knew this was coming and knew how much it had been anticipated by all present in the room. A girl she recognised as the receptionist from the main lobby came to stand beside her holding a large plastic tray similar to those used in airport security. Debbi placed her jacket in the tray and then unzipped her skirt.

She knew there was no reprieve and so there was no point in adding to the drama with an overblown show of emotion. And she certainly wasn't going to treat them all to a formal strip tease. Regardless of that, the spectacle was still titillating enough for her rapt audience. Her blouse followed her skirt into the plastic tray and Debbi was left standing before them in her bra, panties, tights and heels. The heels had to come off so that she could take off her tights, it is always difficult to find an elegant way of removing tights, especially when standing. The final revelation was achieved with Debbi unclasping her bra and peeling down her knickers. These flimsy articles joined the others in the tray. At this, the receptionist turned on her heels and left the room carrying Debbi's clothes. "You collect those from her in reception when we leave tonight" reminded Keiko.

Debbi now shifted awkwardly on her heels, the only things she had been allowed to retain. The entire sequence of undressing had been accompanied by an increasing murmur of lust and approval. She was acutely aware of the intensity with which she was being studied. With what she knew was to come, there seemed little point in covering but her hands did nevertheless instinctively flutter to try to hide some of her charms from her audience. "Now you prostrate yourself again" instructed Keiko. Debbi once more got to her knees to assume the position she had so recently taken when fully clothed. She heard people get up and begin to circle behind her and she cringed at the thought of the view they would be getting of her in that pose.