I stood in front of a mid sized pharmaceutical company near the edge of the city from the southern side. Dozen or so people were on their knees with their hands behind their backs.
Most of them were still dressed in work clothes except for a few. One man who had a broken nose and was missing his front teeth had his pants down showing his manhood dangling without a care. The most important thing was that though the atmosphere was suffocating, it was still standing proudly without a care.
Beside the man, a young woman with a killer body similarly had her torso open showing her red and perky small breasts. Although she had her skirt down, one could see her underpants dangling on the foot of one leg.
Her head was so low that it seemed she was kowtowing rather than kneeling.
As I was looking at her, another short plump man in suits was brought forward. "These are all the heads of the company, Sir."
