Begin working on the new beat

You move closer to your desk again and create a new music file. As you are about to start, she says. "I want a badass sounding beat, none of that poppy shit, a badass like me deserves better."

"That's not really the image you have..." She immediately cuts you off with another vicious squeeze of your balls. "What did you say?" She glares at you while squeezing your balls.

You again grab her wrist as you double over in pain. "Nothing, nothing. I was just trying to say that's not the concept we have usually gone for..." You groan.

"Well, it is now!" She growls and gives your balls one last particularly tight squeeze before relaxing her grip again.

"Now, stop clutching your pathetic balls and get to work." She orders. You oblige and move your hands back to your desk, starting to work on the beat.