Alexandra1979
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Trenton, New Jersey, 2100:
Adela Morton was done with her last class for the day, but she already knew that her career as a schoolteacher was in danger of ending to never resume at all. Since the East Coast Alliance had captured the state capital of the Sovereign State of New Jersey, the last holdout against the ECA east of the Delaware River. Like her recent divorce, this situation wasn't exactly good news. Yes, the Sovereign State was corrupt, but any illusions that the Alliance was any better had long since evaporated.
The Alliance Militia policed the capital along with the local cops, at least until the last resistance ended and order was restored. This was a very nasty pickle for Adela, since there was a considerable chance that the new regime would begin to pressure her into concubinage. They had done so with a lot of women in territories newly captured from the enemy, mainly to take full advantage of their victory and reward new local collaborators. The High Council had already warned women that they had no legal recourse if they signed contracts for a year or more of "rehabilation and service". Those on the wrong side of the new regime were frequently the ones pressed and harassed into signing these contracts, which were hardly consensual.
Ties to once criminal syndicates meant that the old gangs had to be appeased and the new favored. RICO laws were a thing of the past, and the new mafia was essentially a quasi-public umbrella organization. Eager to avoid a black market and also get plenty of extra cash to line their pockets and make for a comfortable retirement, the minions of the ECA behaved much like the Governor of the Sovereign State and others. They used them for public contracts to provide services that were expensive or controversial, such as official bordellos and indentured courtesans. That the indenture contracts were something less than fully voluntary was an open secret, with the women involved being threatened with a blacklist in their long-term careers if they refused to perform the expected services.
What worried Adela Morton personally was that her ex was directly connected to the old regime and might not do well with the new. She might be tainted by association with James. Worse still, if he was too successful at ingratiating himself with the new government, Adela could find herself dealing with indirect retaliation for that favorable divorce settlement. His gambling addiction, which had destroyed their marriage, might not factor in or might motivate him into enough avarice to have her pressed into concubinage so as to no longer qualify for alimony. He was already complaining about the payments, but she had pushed for it because he had ruined her finances with his gambling debts. If he felt some pain, she hoped that it would prompt him to seek help. The trouble was that the government no longer cared much about gambling problems, as long as the syndicates shared profits with the authorities.
All of which increased the risk that she might be forced to sign a "contract of rehabilitation and service", which would empower a man with the State's connivance to own and use her. If she refused, she would be blacklisted from ever teaching again when the term expired. If she agreed, well, she would lose tenure and be at a man's mercy for at least a year. This was a world of few choices, and none of them good. The State still paid lip service to equal rights for women, but that was unimportant when compared to bribes and nepotism. The power of the corruptors had won.
Adela Morton was done with her last class for the day, but she already knew that her career as a schoolteacher was in danger of ending to never resume at all. Since the East Coast Alliance had captured the state capital of the Sovereign State of New Jersey, the last holdout against the ECA east of the Delaware River. Like her recent divorce, this situation wasn't exactly good news. Yes, the Sovereign State was corrupt, but any illusions that the Alliance was any better had long since evaporated.
The Alliance Militia policed the capital along with the local cops, at least until the last resistance ended and order was restored. This was a very nasty pickle for Adela, since there was a considerable chance that the new regime would begin to pressure her into concubinage. They had done so with a lot of women in territories newly captured from the enemy, mainly to take full advantage of their victory and reward new local collaborators. The High Council had already warned women that they had no legal recourse if they signed contracts for a year or more of "rehabilation and service". Those on the wrong side of the new regime were frequently the ones pressed and harassed into signing these contracts, which were hardly consensual.
Ties to once criminal syndicates meant that the old gangs had to be appeased and the new favored. RICO laws were a thing of the past, and the new mafia was essentially a quasi-public umbrella organization. Eager to avoid a black market and also get plenty of extra cash to line their pockets and make for a comfortable retirement, the minions of the ECA behaved much like the Governor of the Sovereign State and others. They used them for public contracts to provide services that were expensive or controversial, such as official bordellos and indentured courtesans. That the indenture contracts were something less than fully voluntary was an open secret, with the women involved being threatened with a blacklist in their long-term careers if they refused to perform the expected services.
What worried Adela Morton personally was that her ex was directly connected to the old regime and might not do well with the new. She might be tainted by association with James. Worse still, if he was too successful at ingratiating himself with the new government, Adela could find herself dealing with indirect retaliation for that favorable divorce settlement. His gambling addiction, which had destroyed their marriage, might not factor in or might motivate him into enough avarice to have her pressed into concubinage so as to no longer qualify for alimony. He was already complaining about the payments, but she had pushed for it because he had ruined her finances with his gambling debts. If he felt some pain, she hoped that it would prompt him to seek help. The trouble was that the government no longer cared much about gambling problems, as long as the syndicates shared profits with the authorities.
All of which increased the risk that she might be forced to sign a "contract of rehabilitation and service", which would empower a man with the State's connivance to own and use her. If she refused, she would be blacklisted from ever teaching again when the term expired. If she agreed, well, she would lose tenure and be at a man's mercy for at least a year. This was a world of few choices, and none of them good. The State still paid lip service to equal rights for women, but that was unimportant when compared to bribes and nepotism. The power of the corruptors had won.
