At the club, the girls had no names. They were identified by their crime and a number. They never left the club, they never wore more than skimpy lingerie, After closing time at dawn they had until the afternoon to clean the club, clean themselves, eat their ration and sleep in the floor. At 3pm the club opened, the elite of the city would arrive and the girls would obey their every command.
Joshua did not know the name of the girl holding his book and swallowing his seed. She had been called “Sedition-6” but that hardly mattered to Josh. It just meant that she used to be a man who was arrested for Sedition and the club owned at least 5 other Felon-2-Fem girls who had committed the same crime.
In fact, Sedition-6 had once been Noah Branson, Josh’s friend and outspoken critic of Felon-2-Fem. His “sedition” had been to question the profits Felon-2-Fem was bringing into clubs like this one, and then into the pockets of the judiciary.
The girls were forbidden to speak to the men of the club, so Sedition-6 could not warn Josh that he had been named as an agitator and that they planned to arrest him today. As “Sedition-6” Noah’s mouth was now only used to serve men, not save people.