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.
Friday, March 8, 2013
“Welcome to the After Hours Lounge,” said a man in a very expensive suit. “Am I correct in assuming that you are virgins to this establishment?”
“This is our first time here, yes,” said
The well dressed host escorted them into a large room with a very long bar along one side.
“I’m afraid you’re a little too late to beat the dinner rush and a bit too early to benefit from the settling up. As soon as something becomes available, I will seat you. I’m sure you will find the bar to be an adequate distraction.”
The host shuffled away and the
Union approached the long counter. An amber light bathed the dark stained wood
and brass fixtures. Recessed in the wall
behind the bar were thousands of bottles of various shapes displayed in a rich
cobalt light. Five or six bartenders slid
and writhed from customer to customer, mixing up every kind of cocktail
“You think there might be some food at the bar?” Demand asked.
“Why don’t you guys find out. And get us some drinks,” said Business Woman. “Me and Supply are gonna run off to the ladies room.”
The women quickly strode away, Business Woman muttering something about how she should have peed when they were in that fake gym and that she was shocked her bladder hadn’t burst.
Corporate Man and Senior Executive went up to the bar to get the drinks and make inquiries about food while Commander Credit and Demand sought out and empty space and stools enough to seat them all.
“Junior? Junior is that you?” a man snorted as Senior Executive tried to flag down the bartender. The man was large and stout, like an aging football player or an old professional wrestler. His face was bovine and thick.
Senior Executive looked at the man and then, after a moment, he said, “Bull? God, what are you doing here? And it’s Senior Executive now.”
The man tilted his head, eyes rolling, and made an exasperated sound. “Oh you won’t believe the things I’ve been through in the past few– Wait. Is that… Is that Corporate Man?”
Corporate Man smiled and said, “Good to see you, Bull Market.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet. This all started because of you, you know?” Bull Market said, shaking his head. “These guys in suits came up to me saying, ‘Codename: Bull?’ I said, no. That it was just, Bull. Bull Market to be exact, but that, yeah, that was me. And these guys rough me up, pop me into the trunk of their car.”
Senior Executive gave Corporate Man a puzzled look. Corporate Man shrugged and said, “I’m sorry you got hassled.”
“No. No. It all worked out. They took me to their base and this hard-assed bitch on the east side of town ripped her boys new assholes when she saw me. Said something about how she’d nearly sent out a report announcing the capture of Codename: Bull. These guys tell her that I said that I was the Bull and she said, ‘No. This is Bull Market. He worked with Corporate Man, but he isn’t Corporate Man.’ Well, I was about to get into it with them, seeing as how we’re teammates, when she dismisses her lackeys and buzzes for a sniveling secretary guy who apologizes to me, assures me that they meant me no harm, and that they’d like to invite me in on a little business opportunity to make amends. Anyway, long story short, they brought me here and I’ve been making bank ever since. I see they finally found you and got you involved, too.”
Corporate Man narrowed his eyes and took a slow breath. Then he said, “Yeah. Something like that. What can you tell me about this place Bull?”
“You don’t know?”
“We just arrived.”
“Oh. Awesome! Come with me. I did really well today and booked a private booth in the back. I’ll explain everything.”
“Wait a second,” said Senior Executive. “We need to get the others.”
“Others? Who else is here? Oh! Is Business Woman with you? I’d kill to see her again.”