Corporate Man is called in to investigate reports of vile, unethical business practices at Great American Business Company. What he finds there just might destroy him (except we all know the ending to The Tragic Death of Corporate Man so it should be fairly obvious that it can't really destroy him, though it can come close).

Enslaved by the Bonus Whores is an all new Corporate Man Adventure Serial. Chapters will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

After nearly a decade of imprisonment, Corporate Man returns to find the economy in ruins and his deadliest enemies in control of all but a fraction of society's wealth. He embarks upon a quest to set right the wrongs of the business world; a task that will ultimately destroy him.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Chapter 91

Tanya sat at the table in the corner of the room designated: The Breakroom.  It had been decades since she’d been inside the secret hideout of Corporate Man.  She’d stayed many nights at The Office during the sixties and seventies and not in the guest room exclusively.
She reminisced on all the wild Christmas parties they’d held in this place and she smiled as she looked across the room to the staircase that climbed to the lookout tower.  John Q Public and some unexpected photocopies crept into her mind.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Corporate Man said as he walked into the room. 
He was in uniform now; collared shirt, black suit jacket, slacks, and expensive, polished shoes.  Around his neck hung his special necktie/cape and concealing his face was a pair of black, thick rimmed glasses.  He also carried a briefcase, essential to any man of business.
“Can’t buy anything with a penny anymore, Jonesy,” she said.
“Ah ah,” he said, “You promised to call me Corporate Man once I was properly attired.”
Tanya looked him up and down and smiled.  He was Corporate Man now, there was no doubt, and she found that the sight of him filled her full of hope and eagerness for enterprise.
“You’re right.  Corporate Man.  So what’s our next move?”
“Well, I though we’d put out a call to all of our old Union allies and then make every attempt to reclaim market share for the good guys.”
Tanya retained her smile though a bleak sadness tugged away inside her.  Not many of their former teammates were in a position to answer the call.  Most were immobilized.  More than a few were dead.
Corporate Man, as if reading this in her face, said, “I know that in my absence there are some positions that have become… vacant.  So I think I’ll endeavor to make a few promotions if I’m able.  In the meantime, you have full reign of The Office.  If you need me, I’ll be in the tower.”
He nodded and then turned to the staircase and went up.
Tanya bit her lip and tapped her foot, the movements rapid and impatient.  She stood and then sat back down with a muttering sigh.  A moment later her fingers were drumming on the table, her head shaking back and forth, trying to rid herself of the idea.  Finally, she let her shoulders slump and stood again.  She walked out into the hallway, turned toward the master bedroom, and walked to the second door on the right.
The Union store room.
She looked herself over, ran her hands over her bust and hips, and took a deep breath before she walked inside.