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.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Chapter 132

A swarm of sharpened Betty’s had separated the Union.  Supply was with Fair Wage and Franklin Buck.  The old man was holding up well, and kept most of the gouging attackers at bay.  Franklin Buck was practically useless; Supply expected to see a wet spot appear across the crotch of his pants at any moment.
She didn’t know where she was leading them or why they were following her.  All she knew was that she needed to find Demand.  Neither of them functioned well without the other.
A Betty and two Jacks burst out of an office door on their left.  Franklin Buck shrieked and man-slapped one of the Jacks which did little to deter the robot.  Supply grabbed the Betty unit’s wrists, charged toward the other Jack and impaled it on the Betty’s bladed fingers.  She head butted the other Jack, which hurt just as much as she thought it might, but her positioning had left her with no other available maneuver.  The Jack stumbled backward and Fair Wage permanently dismantled it. 
“Work a second job!  Sell your belongings!  Go back to school!  You won’t stop inflation!” the Betty screamed.  She fell silent when Franklin Buck stepped forward and head butted her.  A look of pride and accomplishment flashed across his face and for a moment he seemed confident and manly.  Then one of his eyelids twitched and a blank expression set in just before his knees buckled and he crumpled to the floor.
They dragged Franklin to the nearest water cooler and doused him until he came around.  One of the Jack heads lying nearby said, “Have to… Charge you zzbt that.”
“Where am I,” Franklin Buck asked as almost all victims of sudden unconsciousness do when they awaken.  His eyes lolled around and he said, “How much do you think I’m worth?”
“On your feet,” said Supply.
“Where are we going?  Not another business trip, I hope,” Franklin Buck said sputtering.  A massive flesh egg continued to grow on his forehead.
“We need to find Demand and the others,” she said and urged them forward.  Without Demand she was almost powerless.  Together they were an imposing economic force.