I think the ear shattering music was called grunge or house or some shit like that, not to my taste. I decided to down one vodka and anything with ice...and see if I could find a more acceptable hunting ground. God, was I so out of touch in the last few years? Had it all changed so much? Or was I just older? Even the barkeep was spotty and several years younger than me. Little creep perved on my tits as I made my order, so I jiggled them and told him to make it a large one, with the emphasis on. Long story, no time to go into it. That was not fun.)But, it was nothing that serious. This time, Captain Fox informed me that it came to his attention that I had a week of vacation time I hadn't taken. Basically, he was ordering-not-ordering me to take this vacation time or I'd lose it. He said he'd seen me preoccupied, but he was assuming it had to do with overwork. It took everything in my power not to yell "Gee, Captain, you have me arresting trans hookers, most of which are actually hot. I need you to figure out how to make that happen,” Dan said sitting back in his chair to watch the reaction of Terry.“You already are CEO,” Terry said although that wasn’t exactly true. He was the guy at the top. He was the owner of a privately held corporation.“In title only,” Dan replied looking across the desk at Terry. He pointed at her and said, “I want the real thing.”“Who is going to run the daily operations?” Terry asked. The number of things that she was going to have to consider was. I’ll...”I didn’t get another word out as Master had moved from behind the desk and slapped my face so hard my head was ringing. He quickly slapped me again on the other side of the face and tears of pain and terror filled my eyes. I tried again to speak but Master grabbed me roughly by the arm and dragged me over to the reading chair in the corner. He warned me to be silent as he sat down and pulled me over his knees with my ass sticking up and my face almost touching the floor.“I knew you’d.