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SYNOPSIS

   This is a fantasy of a future society featuring indentured servitude and
legalized slavery.  It is a story of a man who has devoted his life to the
business of enslaving insolvent female debtors, and a young professional
woman who struggles to avoid becoming his next victim.

   STORY CODES: slavery, rape, non consensual, voyeurism, bondage, mind
control, M+/F.


   

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A 'Routine' Enslavement
by Falcon

If you enjoy this story or have comments please write author at 
dondaverse at yahoo dot com.  Your feedback will be much appreciated.

Chapter 18.   The Entrepreneur

I was not acquainted with Greg Masterson, either at a personal level or 
through my business dealings as a slaver, but I knew of his activities as a 
very successful entrepreneur who had built an international business as a 
supplier of parts and subassemblies to the various automobile companies 
around the world.  He had been a pioneer in the development of the new 
GPS guided smart cars that could now be seen on most big city streets. 
These were the ones that could be given a destination and drive 
themselves, with no grid embedded in pavements, safely avoiding all 
obstacles.  His company was one of only two firms making the guidance 
and collision avoidance system for these cars.  He was widely known as a 
visionary, advocating that all smart cars eventually be equipped with 
magnetic levitation capability for use in those cities willing to make the 
investment in embedding maglev rails in their streets.

Last I heard his corporate empire spanned 4 continents, had more than 
7,000 free employees worldwide and perhaps as many as 1,000 slaves 
located in Capitallia, the only nation where slavery was legal.  Many 
nations were courting his business and encouraging him to set up a plant 
in their country.  Through the grapevine I heard that two African countries, 
one Arab country in the mid east, and one banana republic in South 
America had even offered to "look the other way" if he wanted to use 
slave labor in such a plant.  But I had also heard he had declined to do 
business in such countries - preferring to use slave labor only in 
countries where it was 100% legal and above board.  For the present that 
meant only in Capitallia.  I had no way of knowing if he had rejected those 
other opportunities out of moral scruples or based on the pragmatic 
consideration of not wanting to be in a position where he would forever 
have to bribe local and national officials to continue 'looking the other 
way'.

I wanted to see if Masterson would agree to a meeting with me.  I hoped 
the fact that I had been in the news as a proponent of the new legislation 
to promote the "kinder and gentler slavery", and was also a well-known 
slaver in my own right, might be considerations that would intrigue him 
enough to meet with me.  Of course if I got such a meeting with him I 
would try to turn the conversation to the need to pursue further reforms to 
prevent unjust enslavements and to prevent inhumane conditions.  Maybe 
then I could lead into Stephanie's situation and appeal to him for his help 
in reaching an amicable solution to her problem.

One thing I did know about Greg Masterson was that he was not the 
typical big corporation executive.  He had built his business from nothing 
- relying mainly on his technical skills as an inventor, hard work and also 
his entrepreneurial gifts.  As his business grew it began to demand 
professional management skills that were not his forte.  Accordingly he 
had brought in a series of General Manger CEO types to handle that for 
him, while retaining his own position as majority stockholder and 
Chairman of the Board.  According to news reports some fellow called 
Mel Zigler was his current CEO.  I did not know much about this man.

Mr. Masterson had reportedly been spending most of the last 6 months 
trying to negotiate for a new plant in one of the South American countries.  
But I had heard an item in the news just yesterday that he was back in 
New York City.  So I rehearsed my approach and finally made the call.  
He had indeed heard of me and of my activities and said he would be 
pleased to have a meeting to discuss the future of slavery in Capitallia.

The meeting was set for a restaurant he favored on the Upper East Side.  

I had an hour or so before the meeting and it was a beautiful fall day so I 
fancied a walk from my West Side office through Central Park to our 
appointed rendezvous.  After a time I was approaching a large open 
meadow where there was an amphitheater.  I could hear the sounds of 
maybe a few thousand people who had gathered there in the meadow 
and were listening to some fellow holding forth on the public address 
system.

"This meeting was called", the agitated voice continued, "by 'Residents for 
a Fair Jobs Policy' to present our grievances to the Capitallian Federal 
Congress.  We know the bastards are rationing the total number of jobs 
that will be available for free workers!"

"Here Here!" someone in the audience shouted.  "Right on brother!"

I rounded the bend and could see much of the crowd now.  Many were 
carrying signs decrying the shortage of good jobs.  Others signs 
complained of low prevailing wages in many of the trades and crafts.  Still 
other signs decried the poverty and social ills - including child prostitution 
- that were caused by the job shortage and the low wage levels.

"Two years ago the Congress setup a Federal Labor Board that has the 
authority to decide on the total number of free employment jobs that we 
all can have, my good friends!  They don't set a number that would let all 
of us work.  Oh no! They set a number that makes all of us scramble, 
covet our neighbor's job and work for next to nothing just to have a job!  
Are you with me brothers and sisters?"

"When are we going to do something about it?"   A man in the third row 
yelled.

"We voiced our grievance last year and they still haven't listened!"  
Another voice in the fifth row cried out.

"What do we want!" the speaker on the podium called out.

"More jobs!"  A dozen or so voices responded.

"I can't hear you!" the speaker called out at the top of his voice.  "Again, 
what do we want?"

"More jobs!"  A few hundred loud voices responded this time.

"Again, what do we want?" the speaker repeated.

"More jobs!" This time it was a roar of thousands gathered in the meadow.

"When do we want it?"  The speaker intoned.

"Now!" hundreds replied.

"I can't hear you.  When do we want it?"

"Now" Was shouted by thousands.

"OK.  I think I have it now.  We have asked for a meeting with the Federal 
Labor Board.  So far they have not responded.  We need to keep up the 
pressure.  We are exercising one of the privileges in our Original Charter 
in seeking redress for what has become the greatest grievance of our 
time.  I don't think they will be able to shut us down!"

"Right on!  Keep up the pressure!  Fight the good fight!" many yelled.  
Then the crowd spontaneously broke into an old union solidarity song 
dating back to the twentieth century.  I could see TV cameras from more 
than one network covering this event.  Probably some of it would be 
shown on the evening news.  Everyone was feeling pretty hyped up and I 
could see sales of beer and pizza were doing very well.

What I had witnessed was the freedom of speech, freedom of assembly 
and freedom to seek redress of grievances that was guaranteed as a right 
to citizens of Capitallia and also extended, but more in the nature of a 
privilege, to the legal residents.

I kept on walking and the sounds of the crowd gradually faded away and I 
heard new sounds - those of taxicabs and horse drawn carriages on Fifth 
Avenue.  Soon I reached the Upper East Side restaurant for my fateful 
appointment.  When I came in I spotted Masterson at once and he 
interrupted the animated conversation he was having with the hatcheck 
girl to greet me warmly. 

"Mr. Steelforth", he said, vigorously shaking my hand "We have heard so 
much about your efforts to reform labor standards. " 

Then he excused himself for just a moment to finish the conversation with 
this woman he obviously knew well, inquiring about her family and other 
things in her life.  She was a non-citizen of course, and in a fairly low 
ranking job.  I was impressed that he treated her with the same openness 
and friendliness he might extend to someone more on his own social 
level. 

Soon the maitre d' was ushering us to Masterson's favorite table in a rear 
alcove of the restaurant.  As soon as we were seated he began again.

"Let me say that I value the slavery reform work that you have been 
doing, as do my business partners.  We all recognize how important it is 
to keep the system honest."
 
"Thank you sir", I replied "Actually that is more or less what I wanted to 
talk about".

A pretty waitress in an extremely short skirt came to take our drink orders 
and left.  I could not help but admire her long lean legs that any dancer 
would envy.

"Mr. Masterson", I began "there are some current ..."

"Please! Call me Greg.  Let us talk of small things for a while and relax 
over our drinks for a bit before we get to the real purpose of this meeting.  
I like to get a feel for where a man is coming from before I talk business.  
Have you been to South America Bill?"

"I can't say that I have sir."

"I just came from Rio.  Fascinating country, Brazil!  I have been combining 
a certain amount of sightseeing with negotiations with various partners 
down there for a new site for a plant."

"Are the labor and tax conditions favorable there?" I asked.

"Favorable enough, though of course I would prefer to have slave labor 
there as we do in our Capitallia plants.  But I think Brazil will eventually 
come around to that.  Taxes are higher than here but they seem willing to 
cut us some breaks for the first ten years.  Do you smoke Bill?"

As he asked this he was pulling out a couple of expensive cigars.

"Never started sir.  But you go right ahead.  A little cigar smoke never 
bothered me."

Just as he was lighting up the waitress returned with our drinks and 
proceeded to take our dinner orders.  Masterson obviously knew the 
cuisine here so when he ordered the prime rib I indicated I would have 
the same.  As soon as she left he began again.

"Do you engage in any sports or outdoor activities Bill?"

"Well I do play tennis when I have the time.  And I have been known to go 
on mountain hikes and rock climbing trips in the Adirondacks from time to 
time." I replied.

"Great activities.  All that fresh air clears the mind wonderfully don't you 
agree?"

"Absolutely sir!"

"Please!  No more of that 'sir' business.  My name is Greg."

"Very well then Greg.  I saw quite a protest assembly going on in Central 
Park as I was walking over here a while ago."

"How so?"

"My impression", I continued, "was that there were a couple thousand 
there protesting the rationing of jobs by the new Labor Board.  They say 
the number of jobs allowed is always set deliberately less than the 
number of workers so as to cause undue competition among workers and 
keep wages low."

"I would say they have a legitimate beef" Masterson replied.  "Their 
wages are being kept somewhat low and the number of jobs arbitrarily 
limited.  As a businessman I don't care much for this system because I 
am always opening new plants and I can't freely hire as many workers as 
I really need to operate efficiently.  What I save on the low wages I lose 
by not being able to grow and get new plants quickly into production."

"Then why does our government do this?" I asked.

"Because some of our citizens seem to think the non-citizens need to be 
kept in their place." He responded. "Some of them think the non-citizen 
will get too uppity if he is making too much money."

"But don't we always encourage people to try to improve themselves and 
eventually become citizens through hard work?" I said.

"Our society has always had that as a long run goal, and I think that idea 
will win out in the end.  Those folks you saw in the park will probably have 
to do an economic boycott of some of our products to keep public 
attention focused on their cause."

He indicated by a gesture that he wanted to move on to some other topic.

"I just read a fascinating new book about the life of George Eastman", he 
continued.  "He was way ahead of his time when he introduced roll film to 
replace the glass sheets photographers had been using.  Vastly speeded 
up the rate at which multiple pictures could be snapped.  The man was 
quite a philanthropist too.  Do you read biographies of the great 
entrepreneurs Bill?"

"I just finished a new one on the life of Samuel Goldwyn last month.  
Founded MGM Motion Picture Studio.  I have enjoyed others - one on 
Edison and the founding of the General Electric Company.  One on Henry 
Ford and his relationship both to Edison and the auto industry."

"Good.  Very good.  I always find inspiration in stories like that!  What was 
it you wanted to talk about Bill?"

"There are some difficult problems in enslavement law that might interest 
you Greg.  After all, you are one of the major users of slave labor in your 
industry."

"Go on Bill."  He leaned forward and looked at me more intensely.  I felt I 
had his interest."

"First", I said, "there is the matter of unjust enslavements.  I have reason 
to believe some men and women are being enslaved on trumped up 
charges or falsified debts.  As an ethical businessman I am sure you 
know that does not help the image of slavery with the public."

"I have heard some reports of that.  What would you suggest as a 
remedy?" 
 
"Well, Greg, in the case of public criminal prosecutions I think a case 
could be made that public money be made available on a much more 
generous basis to assure a competent defense - including not only a 
good legal team but also money for necessary investigative work the 
defense lawyers might need to support their efforts.  Perhaps even funds 
for a jury consultant.  After all enslaving a human being for a term of 
many years is a very serious matter."

"I don't take any issue with your point, Bill.  Is there more?"

"Yes.  I think in the case of private enslavements for debt, or in the case 
of private criminal prosecutions, that the plaintiff should be required to 
furnish a low income defendant with as much money to defend the case 
as they are spending to prosecute it - to assure good defense lawyers 
and all necessary investigative support, as with public prosecutions."

"I need to think about that one", he replied.  "For private criminal 
prosecutions I certainly agree.  That would help to dissuade frivolous 
criminal cases.  But in the case of debt enslavements I have a concern it 
might place too heavy a burden on the businessman - which would 
effectively deny business the remedy the law was intended to provide.  
Doubling the legal costs could certainly discourage men like myself from 
pursuing even some of the most flagrant cases of people living beyond 
their means."

"Let's agree to set that one aside for now then", I rejoined, "and move on 
to another controversial issue - whether simply owing more than $10,000 
and being unable to make an acceptable payment arrangement should be 
the sole criteria for enslaving someone, as it is now.  Many would say, 
and I agree with them, that something needs to be added to the law that 
would put a burden on the plaintiff to show that there was either some 
sort of willful misconduct or reckless disregard on the part of the debtor."

"What would you call 'willful misconduct'?"

"Choosing to live beyond one's means.  Entering into a mortgage contract 
knowing full well that one cannot make the required payments.  Or 
entering into a contract to provide services knowing full well that one 
cannot provide the services for which one is accepting payment in 
advance."

"If I get your drift Bill", he rejoined "you are saying that the debtor who has 
become insolvent, for example, as the result of necessary and 
catastrophic medical expenses, or as the result of losing his job through 
no fault of his own - that debtor should get a free pass?  That the creditor 
shouldn't be able to touch him?"

"I would say, Greg, that long term enslavement is too severe a remedy for 
such a case.  Instead let the debtor be required to perform services for 
the creditor directly for, say, 40 to 50 hours a week while working out of 
his own home and being allowed to retain his dignity and family life."

"Have there been some concrete proposals put forward by the reform 
organizations?  Something I could review with my attorneys?"

"I will have something faxed over to your office this afternoon."

Just then our dinners arrived and we put aside talk of business while 
enjoying the excellent food.  After the dinners were finished and cleared, 
our coffees were brought and conversation turned to business again.

"When you started talking about controversial issues", Bill, "I was sure 
you were going to lecture me about more humane conditions for slaves in 
the workplace.  I do try to provide decent working conditions for the 
slaves in my plants, but the do-gooders are never satisfied!"

"I was just getting to that!  I think we would all agree that while forced sex 
and some degree of humiliation are often necessary aspects of modern 
slavery, the idea of the "kinder and gentler slavery" movement is to 
eliminate not only physical brutality but also all unnecessary or gratuitous 
psychological traumas.  Thus vindictive rape should be outlawed as 
should deliberately inflicted humiliation for the sake of humiliation."

"As far as I am concerned, any employer in this city who is allowing his 
people to vindictively rape a slave should be drawn and quartered!"

"With all due respect sir, that could be you!"

"Explain that Bill, before I lose my cool!"

"Greg, I was personally involved in enslaving a young woman for debt.  I 
did this for one of my old clients, Richmond Slendabond."

"Oh yes! Morgan Richmond, someone I have relied on for years!"

"Mr. Richmond informed me that this was a special order enslavement 
requested by your firm, and that she is now owned by you.  Her name is 
Stephanie Glenn."

"Can't say I have heard that name before.  I was not personally involved.  
Still you say she was raped vindictively by one of my people?"

"Not only that but there is evidence she was unjustly enslaved based on 
forged documents!" I added.

"And you know this, how?" He replied.

"I ran into her backstage at the ballet where she was loaned out to work 
with the lighting director there.  She pleaded with me that she had been 
framed and would I please look into it."

I was not about to mention the phoned whistleblower tip I had received 
from the Masterson psychologist.  There was no need to mention him and 
possibly endanger his position with the company.

"So what happened?" he persisted.

"Since I had all her personal and business records I was able to satisfy 
myself of the truth of her claim.  I could plainly see the forgeries."  I 
replied.

"Could you determine who might have falsified these documents?"

"That is where I called on Morgan Richmond.  He was shocked at what I 
told him about this case.  He put his people on it and determined that all 
the falsified documents had come from one of your employees."

"Is someone officially representing Ms. Glenn's interests in all this?"

"Yes, that would be her attorney Michael Green.  You will be getting a 
letter from him shortly.  I just thought that maybe if we met informally that 
some amicable arrangement could be worked out that all of us could live 
with.  We all have a stake in this."

"Very thoughtful of you Bill.  I do want to do the right thing by this young 
lady.  If all you say checks out I will set her free.  But I also have a 
business to run.  I did not build my business up to where it is now only to 
see it ruined by some scandal.  The last thing I need now is to have one 
or more of my employees criminally prosecuted for wrongful enslavement.  
Surely you can understand that Bill?"

"I can understand it Greg.  The question is what will satisfy the young 
lady."

"Have her attorney send me a letter outlining his position.  I will review 
this with my management team and my attorneys and give him a quick 
response."

"I can't ask for more than that."

With that our conversation turned back to small talk, we had our coffees 
and went our separate ways.  I knew that soon enough Michael Green, 
Morgan and I would be sitting down with Stephanie and explaining to her 
Mr. Masterson's position, and her chance to regain her freedom.


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