New! Princess of Castile Ch. 6

By Jennifer Reed

Chapter 6: Princess’s Secrets Revealed

Thomas had agreed to bathe with his new husband this morning and he really hoped that he had made the right decision. He thought he did. The Duke was almost a total stranger to him but at least he was getting to know the cruel man. Being bathed by two attendants he never met in his life seemed worse. At least he knew the Duke a little and the Duke seemed to genuinely care for him. That was something.

Thomas followed the Duke into the bathroom where he removed what was left of his bridal lingerie as the Duke was disrobing. While Jose removed his boxers and robe in seconds, it took Thomas another minute to remove his expensive lingerie. He had to undo his bra, his garter belt and remove his nylons and heels.

Once Thomas was finished, they stepped into the shower. He looked at the Duke and felt a funny feeling in his body. The Duke was an impressive and very masculine man. His body was very muscular and he saw the strength in the Duke’s biceps and shoulders. His stomach was ridged with muscles and down to his thighs. And his cock was eight inches long and almost two inches wide…flaccid. Thomas knew that it was even longer when the Duke was aroused. It was a difficult thing for Thomas to fit it in his mouth. Thomas was both sickened and excited at the thoughts the sight of the Duke's cock incited.

The Duke turned on the water and proceeded to wash his wife Isabella. He took his time lathering her soft body up with soap, paying extra time to her small underdeveloped breasts and other intimate body parts. He lifted her arms up and lathered up her arms and underarms. He returned to massaging and playing with Isabella's breasts and her back, stomach, legs and he lathered up her small penis and scrotum. In comparison with the Duke's equipment, Thomas looked underdeveloped.

Jose took his time with her ass. He looked into her eyes and shook his head as he rinsed her off. He said, “I can’t believe you ever tried to convince me you were a man. How can you think of yourself as a man with a body like that? A body you worked hard to develop for yourself. Isabella, you are a woman and there is nothing wrong with being a woman. You simply need to accept it.” Thomas took some comfort from the fact that the Duke's tone was matter-of-fact and not condescending. It was still humiliating to hear.

The water was washing off his soap with the Duke's help massaging and wiping her body clean. He washed the semen from Thomas's ass.

Thomas said, “You have some idea where I came from, and you know where I was. They think that there is something wrong with a man wanting to transition into a woman. Especially for someone of my faith. It was seen as deeply wrong and almost an insult to God himself. I can accept myself. But others didn’t and I knew you only wanted me to accept myself for one reason and that was your intimate pleasure. You don’t really care about my feelings and that’s the fate of thousands of women across this little hellhole country you all developed, where it's okay to buy people from their family. That’s why I didn’t want you to see me as a woman. But when the storm comes, and it is coming, Jose. I may be the only one standing between you and your death.”

The Duke thought about that for a second as Thomas began to lather up his body. This wasn’t really proper for the first day. The bride wasn't supposed to do any of this. Everything was supposed to be done by handmaidens and such. But feeling Thomas's soft feminine hands on his body, the Duke wasn’t about to protest what was proper or not. He just smiled and enjoyed the feeling as his body was being lathered up and then rinsed off.

They stepped out of the shower to dry themselves. Jose stood watching Thomas as he dried himself like most women did. He looked into his bride's eyes and said, “I have thought about everything and have figured you must have lived in the empire of Castile. You were captured by protestant rebels against the Kingdom and tortured. That much is obvious. But who you are and who your family is the big question. And you said they will come here, of course they want to. We are a rebel Province in their eyes and want to reabsorb us. And you said you were the only one who can save me. That leaves very few options as to your family if you have that kind of arrogance who thinks you can prevent their empress from killing me when the time comes.

“You were in the imperial family. You can’t be a cousin. All of the empress's cousins are accounted for in the imperial court. But her brother Alejandro is missing. The public story is he was exiled because of his nature and embarrassing the imperial court. And for you to think you can save me. You must be her brother or, now, sister. Is that true, Thomas?”

He just stared at the Duke for a second and nodded.

“So now we need to figure out why this happened to you and what you want. Of course, that is also obvious. Kidnapping the princess of Castile, the empress's sister, or brother, and abusing and tormenting him. Your people will cry for blood. Your sister didn’t really exile you, did she? This is a mission and why you wanted to remain with me when I wanted to end the marriage. It all makes sense. This is a mission to start a war and reabsorb our country, isn’t it? And my stupidity made it all possible?”

“Given what your country did with its independence, you don’t deserve it," Thomas replied. "You were given a chance to end women’s suffering in arranged marriages with that court case last year. But instead of abolishing the arranged marriages, you all changed the law to allow men to be placed in arranged marriages as the bride, in the name of equality.

"That’s what you call equal.” Thomas scoffed. “You all deserve the storm that is coming your way. Your cities will be bombed, the Imperial army will occupy your cities. All of the nobles from baron to duke will be executed one by one and your corrupt legislature replaced. And you all deserve it.”

The Duke smiled and said, “You are forgetting one thing. We have a treaty of protection with the United States.”

“That’s a minor problem and can easily be solved. All that’s needed is some American citizens to be captured. And several already have been captured. One is Victor Knox and was renamed Vanessa Mendoza, and another is Martin Hastings, he was called Marcia Vargos for around a year. Martin's father, George Hastings, had another American citizen captured, John Marks. They were all very powerful men who were captured and abused.”

"Both of them were very angry. John tried to put it behind him after a little revenge against Martin simply because he was the man’s son. Martin is wealthy and powerful and wanted to put it behind him but was convinced to go public with it. Victor was the first. He was an exceptional man who was not ashamed to make his story very public. VIctor spoke in front of congress. And while he wasn’t persuasive enough to actually break the treaty of protection with Aragon, he caused many to seriously rethink their commitment to this nation. To the extent that many of the congress people and military may not be willing to really stick their neck out to help Aragon if it is attacked. There is a contract out for another man. Then he convinced Martin to speak about his suffering and those two sent shockwaves around the country. An American citizen named Richard Stone? He's even more powerful and wealthy than Victor or Martin is. He runs another shipping empire and a huge ship building business. His shipyards are building the huge Nuclear supercarriers for the United States at Stone Drydocks and shipbuilding. Imagine the response when he is abducted in Aragon?”

Thomas laughed a confident, condescending laugh. “Face it, Duke. I am the only one who can save your neck.” Then Thomas kissed Jose as he just stared at his new bride.

So the Duke wasn’t as oblivious as he once thought. He had thought the Duke was stupid and only wanted one thing. But the man had a quick mind and was able to figure out who Thomas was and what he was here for. He guessed why Thomas fought to remain in this forced marriage. Thomas had underestimated the Duke's mind and now Jose knew. Thomas should have guessed. One does not get to be one of the most powerful people in the country by being dumb. The Duke was highly intelligent.

The Duke said, “I agree with you my beloved Isabella. This type of marriages are wrong, we do deserve what will happen. That was a nice shower, Isabella. I hope that you had a good time with me. I will see you later during lunch with your family. I have things that I need to attend to.” Then the Duke turned and left him there alone.

He seriously felt like responding with a snide remark. He just stayed silent as the Duke left. It would probably be better to bathe with his husband than having other people bathe him. At least he was married to that man and knew the person who was touching him.

Leanne walked in with a brilliant smile and said, “You are the only male bride who had wished to bathe with his husband willingly. The other refused. I think you made a wise decision. Most of the attendants we hire to bathe the brides tend to be perverts who take unwanted liberties and violate them.”

Thomas said bitterly, “Can you leave me for a second Leanne? I have things that I need to do before I can begin the day.”

Leanne turned to walk away. She replied, “Normally I would have to say no. As your principal handmaiden here, I must observe the bride and care for her at all times during the consummation period. But this isn’t a typical situation and the Duke has ordered that you are in charge of yourself and has even offered you your freedom if you wished. You refused and chose to remain in an arranged marriage. I don’t understand it, but I have my suspicions that nothing here is as it seems. I will leave you to do your morning toiletries.”

Thomas looked at a large bag with a frightening looking nozzle hanging in the other room and Thomas asked what that was for. He figured he knew what it was.

“That is for your morning enema. The bride must remain clean, and it prepares you for the anal sex so that it doesn’t get all messy,” Leanne giggled. “That was one thing I am required to do, the Duke said so.”

Thomas glared at her and said dryly, “I can perform that myself thank you very much. Just leave me and I will do my morning toiletries and my enema, so I am clean for the Duke.”

Thomas performed the enema on himself while Leanne watched. He retrieved the enema kit and proceeded back to the bathroom. Thomas bent over as he inserted the nozzle into his own rectum and squeezed the bag. The warm water that was forced in him was very uncomfortable. Thomas groaned in discomfort as he kept forcing the water in. It was a very unpleasant feeling as more water kept being forced into him. Thomas pulled the nozzle out and replaced it with a large jeweled butt plug.

Violent cramps racked Thomas's body. He groaned and clutched his stomach as the cramps seemed to hit him in waves. His stomach was aching as he groaned loudly. He waited the five minutes that Leanne told him to wait and then he was allowed to expel the water and clean himself.

Then Thomas went into the other room totally nude and sat in Leanne’s favorite chair. Leanne proceeded to work on Thomas as he took a seat in the chair. He sat there calmly allowing her to curl his hair. Leanne had curled about half of his hair so far and looked down.

She said to him, “I can’t believe you would willingly sign your sister into such a marriage knowing what she will face. That is very cruel of you. You are one naughty girl!”

“She signed me into this marriage and she wanted me to suffer,” Thomas replied bitterly. “I figured I would return the favor. And why do you really care Leanne? In your line of work, it;s rather hypocritical. You live off these types of marriages and you enjoy performing them. You profited very well from the capture and feminization of your previous male brides. You make your living off of this. And you love watching the downfall and crushing of a man's pride and self-esteem. How could you oppose me signing my sister into a marriage like this?”

Leanne picked up another roller and replied, ”I was paid very well for those jobs. But I did witness the destruction of their life, their pride, and futures. They suffered a lot and I had to do it. You want to hurt her for no other reason than spite. There are thousands of women suffering this life and that’s why men were allowed to be placed in arranged marriages with another man. It's a cruel life that many women live and you want to force it on your own sister.”

“She did it to me,“ Thomas said flatly. “You have such a double standard, Leanne. You perform these things on men and enjoy it but take offense when I express a desire to do this to a woman. You are paid very well for this and that’s all you care about. So who are you to object to any of it?” Thomas smiled at her.

Leanne stopped for a brief second and looked at his cold, accusing eyes and that vicious smirk he seemed hardly aware of. That was a very feminine talent that Thomas seemed to have. That cold smile and look in a woman’s eyes when she was very angry and meant it to be menacing. It stopped men cold and she was now facing that same look from a man. Her hairs were really tingling with alarm now. “You are a cruel heartless woman, Isabella. To do this to your own sister.”

“She should have thought about that before she so willingly signed me into a marriage,” was Thomas's reply. “Did you have any feelings for what you did to Victor Knox, renamed Vanessa Mendoza for his husband? He really hurt no one in his life. He was innocent and very naive. Did you feel anything for what was inflicted on him and the destruction of his entire life?”

Leanne had finished curling his hair and began shaving him with a straight edged razor. “No. Victor’s family made that decision for him, not me. I was just carrying out his family’s will and following his husband's directions. His husband married him and he had his rights. I was just carrying them out. He desired a feminized male wife, and I was the one he chose to do the feminization of that man. Vanessa had his obligations to his husband and it's what is done to many women. Vanessa was no different and he had to learn that lesson. He never really did learn that lesson. Now be very still,” Leanne warned him as she lathered his face and neck with shaving cream. She took out the straight edged blade and began shaving him. She pulled the razor down his face and neck.

Once she was finished, he looked up into her eyes and said harshly, “Leanne, that’s just what I thought your response would be. You enjoyed the helplessness and destruction of that man's life. You like the money and just considered it a job. Watching the total destruction of that man’s very life, his masculinity, and his spirit. But you failed with Victor and he never lost his spirit in the three years of his marriage. I met him a number of times before his captivity and after. The experience changed him quite a bit. His life was destroyed because of what you did to him. Those three years destroyed his life and he’s struggling. He still has a lot of trouble sleeping without having traumatic nightmares of his nightly rapes. But he's trying to put his life back together and he is allowed to sleep with women again and is trying to put that part of his life behind him Leanne. But, he’s still very angry at what he suffered and his life was destroyed.”

That was about what Leanne had guessed. She guessed that Victor was personal friends with these people and that’s what gave him hope. Victor never gave up his spirit or hope that he would get his freedom back and then get vengeance.

“That happens to many women also, Isabella. Their lives are also destroyed and they also lose their futures,” Leanne pointed out.

“That is true,” Isabella agreed. “But it does not justify your cruelty. Those women suffer at the hands of people like you who just profit off of it and consider it just a job, and making a living at their expense. It is not justification. But a storm is coming. Those women are about to be rescued. It’s being arranged as we speak. Their suffering is about to end and their futures will be restored.”

Leanne continued rolling Isabella’s hair and did not know what to say to that. “Another male bride made the same claim years ago.”

“It’s coming and those who took part in these violations of people, selling and buying people will pay a huge price.”

“If that is your opinion on it all, then why would you so willingly ask your husband to arrange a marriage on your sister?” Leanne asked.

“She did it to me and enjoyed my humiliation. She deserves it,” Thomas stated. “You know this isn’t hurting me at all. You know my nature as a transsexual and I have wanted the feminization for my entire life. And you know how this will end. I will overcome the Duke and make him pay dearly for this. He will be taking a trip very soon and experience it himself, just like a certain very popular and powerful Baron that you knew very well, Leanne.”

Leanne was stunned and looked into Isabella’s eyes. “That Baron didn’t take a trip. He had an accident and died.”

Isabella smiled a sinister smile, “Oh no, Leanne. That’s just what we wanted you all to think. But that sadistic Baron was abducted and taken to Castile. He was married just the same as he did to his male bride that you helped and that Baron is now enduring that life right now. He is very much alive, but I bet he wishes he wasn’t.” Isabella laughed cruelly and it sent shivers down Leanne’s spine. “His cruelty earned his own fate.”

She saw the truth in his eyes. It was starting to really dawn on Leanne now. She was beginning to realize the power of these people she was dealing with. To be able to abduct and abuse a wealthy powerful Baron and no one had a clue. She was very afraid now.

“If you think I would have any problem with the Baron suffering the same fate as his victim, think again,” Leanne snapped. “I have no problem with that. But I did not abuse his victim, the Baron did. So don’t blame me for it. I was only doing as the Baron paid me to do. His family signed the contracts for his marriage. I had nothing to do with placing him in that situation.”

Then Leanne received a viciously evil look. Isabella glared at Leanne and that cruel look sent ice shards down her spine. Isabella snapped, “Don’t you try to evade your responsibility in this. You may have only been following orders, but you followed them. And those orders destroyed that young man's life. You were the one that dressed Victor and Martin for their wedding. You put them in that chair. You terrorized them into compliance, not the Baron, not the Duke. You humiliated them day after day. You dressed them up every night for their “husband’s” fetishes and desires. It was you who was there to dress them and take them to the bridal banquet and punished them when they didn’t comply. You were the one who shocked them that time. You spanked them when they resisted you. You did their hair.

"Leanne, it was all you. You played a vital part in the process. None of it would have happened if not for you. This is all on you and you will have a price to pay for it all. Just like those men who dress and make those girls sexy for their unwanted husbands. You are no different. You are just a sadist.”

Something really struck Leanne then. This young woman was much more concerned with the suffering of others than herself. Isabella was angered more at what she had done to Martin or Victor instead of what Leanne was doing to her. The suffering of those women greatly concerned and enraged Isabella. Even if her own husband has forced her into the position of having to submit to his cruel deviant desires. She agreed to submit for the liberation of those women. But seeing the unbreakable steel will of this young woman, Leanne wouldn’t bet that this agreement will last very long until she turned it on the Duke.

Leanne struggled with the shocking news of the Baron's fate as she looked at the dark hickies on Isabella’s neck. She knew what they signified.

“You like those hickies on my neck, don’t you?” Thomas said accusingly, looking at Leanne’s reflection in the mirror. “I know that you know what they mean. I know that you have forced another man through this experience. You love doing this job. You relish being here and seeing the downfall of a man’s masculinity and pride as he is abused and forced to be a man’s wife. You love seeing his will crushed as he is forced to submit and accept his new position in society.”

Leanne didn’t respond to his tirade. Then she put Thomas under the hair dryer and left him for about thirty minutes. He was right, but she had her reasons for loving it and Thomas was wrong. She wasn’t just a cruel sadist who loved seeing a man’s spirit tortured and broken. The male brides she worked on assumed that, and Thomas had also assumed the same thing. But they were all wrong. She took little personal pleasure in seeing the crushing of a male's spirit in this life. It was just a job and she was very well paid for it.

Thomas sat silently and thought about his situation. Leanne was more worried about it than she revealed. Thomas had a very quick mind and never let his emotions control him like other men did. Thomas always kept his calm icy composure no matter what. Thomas didn’t panic and let fear control him. He maintained his composure and continued to analyze the situation and find out as much as possible. As a result, Thomas seemed prepared for everything and knew what was going to happen before it did. There also seemed to be a side to Thomas that was very troubling and almost menacing. Leanne had been feeling very frightened.

Thomas needed to look good for this meeting, so he couldn’t have the curlers in his hair. Leanne left him under the hair dryer. Thomas just sat there and analyzed his situation and thought about Leanne. He ended up falling asleep. She returned and woke Thomas up. “Wake up Mrs. De Rivera, it’s almost time to get you dressed. Let me remove the curlers first.”

Thomas looked up sharply, “What did you call me?”

“You are Alejandro Primo De Rivera. That is your name isn’t it?”

Thomas nodded numbly. She must have overheard.

“The younger Brother of Empress Elsa Primo De Rivera. Son of the fascist leader, Emperor Diego Primo De Rivera. Now your sister runs the Empire of Castile as Empress. Yes, I know who you are now. I have a few questions. Why did you allow your sister to seize the crown from you when you were the heir, not her? And then present you as Princess Alejandra and humiliate you, and then send you away to be captured by rebels in that camp to be used as a political pawn?”

Thomas was still as she removed the curlers and closely examined his hair. The story seemed right. Then he burst out laughing uncontrollably. What she said was funny.

“She never seized the crown from me,” Thomas replied smiling. “I willingly stepped aside and allowed her to take it. Then I allowed her to present me as the princess because you know I am transsexual. You have to know that by now. I wanted to be the princess and I loved Elsa so much that, seeing how strong willed she was, she would make a much better emperor than me. And I was proven right. She is much stronger than I ever could be. I was captured, but she didn’t send me out for it. It just happened during the civil war that followed a woman claiming the crown of the Empire of Castile. They tried to force me to turn on her and I refused. I love my sister Elsa so much. She has made women’s lives so much better and she totally outlawed contracted arranged marriages. That first act showed me how great she was. I am so proud of my sister.”

Leanne was stunned again. It sounded like he almost worshiped his sister. The cruel fascist empress that rules with an iron fist.

“So I am guessing she didn’t send you here into exile to be married to a man. There’s something more to it,” Leanne stated. “You came here on your own. That’s why you asked the Duke to remain in this marriage when he gave you the option to set you free. This is all a plot to enrage the people of Castile. They will call for blood. This will be seen as an insult and an act of war. Castile will come with their army and navy.”

Leanne wasn’t dumb either. Not by a long shot. One cannot do this job on men and be dumb and naive. They had to be smart to analyze the situation and do what is needed to the men under them. If they are dumb in their job the men won’t listen to them and may rebel and hurt them.

Leanne had made a few mistakes with the five men she had worked on so far. Officially, it was four and one was a secret and he was to become a woman in all but name. He was recognized as a woman and his appearance and mannerisms were to be indistinguishable from a woman. Leanne was proud of that, he was really a man under all of that and didn’t want the transition at all. He never really lost his fierce spirit of independence and last she heard, that man finally escaped.

She had heard Thomas's actual name and then did her research and what she found was chilling. It all told her this was one epic mistake that would cost them all a lot. Thomas was really a prince of a neighboring and very hostile nation. This was all that they needed to act. She had read the public story of it all. And it fit the facts okay.

Thomas's elder sister claimed the crown from him and made him the princess. She saw the video of his sister Elsa being crowned and it didn’t seem he had any objection at all. Thomas was looking proudly at his sister and he seemed very happy. Then presenting him to the empire dressed in women's attire and being named Princess Alejandra. That sparked a rebellion. It seemed forced, but what she now knew of Thomas told her that he set it all up and he wanted the life of a princess. He didn’t look humiliated at all. Thomas was smiling in that video. He was accepted by some as the princess. The rest were enraged at Elsa for being so cruel to her brother.

Thomas was very active during the civil war. He worked behind the scenes exposing traitors and dealing with them. He exposed plots against the Empire, and against the Empress. He was in charge of the Shadow Corps. He was best at information extraction and they always revealed what they knew one way or another. And now, he was here and this meant nothing good at all. If he was here, she would bet there was also a number of Shadow Corps members. What was more amazing about it all was that Thomas did it all at sixteen years old. Here too. And Leanne and the Duke thought there was a ghost's chance of ever breaking Thomas to be a subservient male bride. Leanne now knew the joke was on them.

Thomas stood up as Leanne lost all color in her face. He said, “It is time to get dressed. And you have selected a beautiful outfit for my meeting with my family.” Thomas said with a smile.

Thomas walked over to the beautiful white mask strapped to a Styrofoam head. He unstrapped it and closely examined it. The mask was stunningly beautiful. It looked like it was worth at least several hundred thousand Reals from where he came from. It was hard and looked as if it was made of porcelain. The mask was really made of a lightweight plastic. It had the image of a woman’s beautiful face on it. The brilliant sparkling red lips were in a slight pucker. It actually looked like the lips were encrusted in ruby dust. The eyelids were half closed, but he could see through them. The eyelids had brilliant sapphire stones. The cheeks were also encrusted with ruby dust to give the illusion of blush. The entire image was a woman on the verge of an orgasm. It was designed to cover his face from his hairline to his lower jaw, from ear to ear. There were various other precious jewels and stones that made the mask very beautiful. Thomas picked it up and looked into the face. He turned it around and carefully placed the mask on his face. It was beautiful and he wanted to look as if he wanted it. But Thomas dreaded it. It seemed very confining and restrictive to wear. The mask was to display the wife's submission. It was called a Bliss Mask.

Thomas smiled warmly, replying, “Thank you, Leanne I can’t wait. I know that whatever you have chosen will be beautiful.” He looked at the outfit Leanne had for him. It was very sexy. The tight dress was all white. He was required to only wear white during the consummation period to symbolize his virginity, as the bride.

Leanne picked a pair of white satin thongs for him. She was still disturbed by what she had figured out. She knew what it all meant and she wondered if the Duke would end up losing his head. "Step into the panties, Mrs. Cordoba?”

Thomas looked down saying, “Excuse me?”

“We don’t have much time left, Ma’am,” Leanne snapped impatiently. “Step into the panties now, we have a lot to do yet.”

Thomas shook his head, “Why are you dressing me?”

Leanne understood now. His objection was not because she was making him wear women’s panties. Most men would object to wearing women’s attire unless they were crossdressers. But Thomas objected because she was going to dress him. That was so odd. She just couldn’t figure Thomas out. He didn’t mind wearing the panties, but he didn’t want to be treated as a little girl. “Because, we have to get this done and I am here to assist you.”

Thomas took the thongs from her hand and slipped them on himself. “I am not a little girl, thank you very much.” Thomas replied heatedly. “I can dress myself. I have been doing it since I was five years old.” She wondered if Thomas has been dressing as a girl since he was five.

Then he turned to Leanne and asked her, “There’s one thing that I need to know from you now. I want the names of all of the bridesmaids that assisted you during that ‘Wedding’, the names of the bridesmaids that worked with you on Martin, and the names of all of your previous male brides.

She backed away in fear. There could be only one reason he wanted that information. How did he know about Martin? “No, Thomas. I refuse to give you that information. I won’t tell you anything.”

Thomas struck her hard and she fell back. Then he grabbed her arm and painfully twisted it. He snarled, “You could have made this easy, Leanne but you had to make this difficult. Now I will employ harsher methods for information extraction. I have done this many times for my sister. I can make you talk. Now give me the names, Leanne.”

Leanne knew information extraction and enemy interrogation was his specialty. He did it against traitors during the civil war in Castile and Thomas was the best.

Thomas struck her sharply across the jaw. Her lip had split and was dripping blood down her face. “You can’t do this, Thomas. We have laws and you will answer for hurting me.”

Thomas struck her again in the ribs. Then shoved her into the chair and tightened the straps on her arms and legs. Then he laughed in her face. “My husband is the Duke. He will love and protect me. He controls the courts and the police here. No one will dare touch me. I can do anything I want to you.”

Thomas shoved his hand between Leanne’s legs and started rubbing her pussy. He sneered at her as she cringed and cried out at this violation. His hand slipped underneath her panties and inserted a finger inside of her as she tried to fight it. Leanne was restrained in her own chair. He pulled her top down and viciously gripped one of her nipples and cruelly twisted it. She screamed in pain. He looked into her tear stained eyes and said, “This is how your previous male bride Martin felt, every single day of his captivity. You are experiencing a tiny fraction of what you inflicted on that man. And you cared nothing of the pain and devastation you inflicted on his life.”

Leanne knew there was nothing she could say to Thomas at this point. That she was just doing her job would just increase his anger. He would throw all of the previous monsters who tried that defense in the past right in her face. He defeated that defense the first day by bringing up the Nuremberg trials. She could point out all she was doing was dressing him, the rest was done by his husband, but she knew she played a vital part in the process so that wouldn’t work with Thomas either. There was nothing she could say that would have the slightest bit of impact on him as he was rubbing her body and violating her.

“I can do this and more. You belong to me now, Leanne. You are as helpless as the previous male bride was. I should rape you like he was raped, but I won’t. Now give me the names before I really hurt you.”

He picked up the light fixture on the table beside them. He pulled the electrical cord from the base with a single jerk. Baring the wires, he held them up in front of her and tapped the wires together. She saw the wires were live and they sparked with power. She knew what was about to come if she continued to refuse.

Leanne caved and gave him all of the names. She listed all of the bridesmaids that worked on Martin's wedding, then Thomas's and she gave the names of all of the male brides she previously did. He expected four names, but she listed five. There was an Antonio. Antonio was a mystery. He never heard of Antonio.

Then he glared at Leanne and said, “Your services are no longer required. You are fired, Leanne. You are no longer welcome on this estate. Gather your belongings and leave at once.”

He released Leanne from her own chair and she straightened out her clothing and began gathering up her cosmetics. Then she turned to look at an arrogant Thomas sneering at her and said, “You are lucky you and your husband are coming to an understanding. This is a real marriage of love and affection. He will back up your decisions and protect you from justice. But, what would you do if this was a traditional arranged marriage? Where he cared nothing for your feelings at all and just wanted to dominate, abuse and destroy your very will like the previous male bride was?”

Thomas thought for a brief second then smiled. “In that case, I would have to be harsher. I would have to hurt him every day.”

Leanne laughed at Thomas's hubris.

He glared at her and said, “He may be huge, but every man has his sensitive parts. Like this.” Thomas struck out at Leanne’s throat and she collapsed gagging and choking. It was totally debilitating.

“The throat, groin, eyes, temple, nose, knees. There are many areas. He would feel it. Since he is so large and strong, the pain may not last long, but long enough to let him know and it would hurt. He would have a lot of marks and black eyes to explain to his friends. As for you, I would hurt you a lot more. I would break you when I got a chance. Break your jaw, eye socket, nose, ribs. I would put you into intensive care for an extended time. You would never be able to work in this field again. You may not be able to walk ever again.”

Leanne shivered at the way he said that and began to walk out when Thomas then said, “Leanne? You better leave this line of work. If I hear you have worked on another male. I will have you killed.”

Leanne was storming out of the manor when she saw another large woman approaching. This woman looked totally intimidating. She was huge, and sort of reminded her of Tabitha. She had a look of extreme confidence that exceeded even Tabitha’s. She wore a woman’s black business suit and had some sort of strange pin on her collar with five arrows crossing each other. This woman actually looked military. This was what Thomas needed, if the Duke hired her.

The woman laughed at Leanne, “Where are you going Leanne?”

“Isabella fired me, but I will talk to the Duke later. Surely he will allow me to come back. We have a contract.”

The other woman giggled, “I wouldn’t count on it. It looks like Isabella worked you over.”

“Yeah,” Leanne responded, “I will go to the police for this.”

“I wouldn’t,” The woman responded. “It won’t get you anywhere. These people are too powerful. It will just put you in danger. Anyway, I am Kimberly. I was hired to be the new handmaiden to help Isabella in her new life. I would do as she said if I was you, Leanne.”

Leanne looked angry at that suggestion.

“Isabella can be cruel. Disappear and don’t do this job anymore. Unless you want to face a future in such a marriage. Her sister crossed her and see what she is getting. Just do as Isabella said if you know what is good for you. Isabella can be very vindictive.”

Kimberly walked in to see Isabella wearing a sexy white strappy dress and cursing in a mirror, wiping off her face for a fourth time. She looked around at Kimberly and said sourly, “Why wasn't I ever taught how to do makeup? Just because I was a boy. Someone really should have taught me.”

Kimberly giggled again, “Here let me show you, Princess.” Kimberly smirked knowingly and proceeded to help Isabella with her makeup.

Then Isabella noticed the pin on Kimberly’s collar and raised an eyebrow. Kimberly shushed him, “Yes, you know who I am and I know who you are, my princess. We are here for you, just tell us what you want us to do?”

Thomas shook his head and replied, “There isn’t much anyone can do right now. I have agreed to totally submit to my husband's sexual demands during this marriage ritual.

"But what I do want you to do is to find the names and locations of the thousands of women that are being held against their will in such cruel marriages, rescue them, and help them. Escort them to Castile. Sort of like a trail or path to safety. Like in the American south where thousands of black people made it to safety and freedom in the north. An underground railroad. Find those women and rescue them. At least the ones in this Duke's Territory. That’s what I want.”

Then Thomas quickly added, “There’s something else I want. Find out about the Duke's guards, specifically, Alfonso Miralas. He's raped women before. Find out about him and his family. Then make sure his family finds out what Alfonso has done as the Duke's personal guard.”

Kimberly shook her head. He was always so concerned with the lives of women so much and that’s why he arranged for his sister to claim the crown from him. Alejandro was so great in her eyes. He always sacrificed for the welfare of others. “Isabella, what you want is huge. There’s only a few dozen of us here and we are charged to protect you.”

“I know,” Thomas replied. “Then contact Elsa and explain to her what I want and ask for more.”

“What you want will require thousands of us,” Kimberly replied. “But, as you command, Milady. Now, let's work on your face since no one has bothered to teach you cosmetics. This will take some time so pay attention Princess.”

She rubbed his face off with cold cream and proceeded to help him. “It seems like you have the basics down. You know what most of the stuff is for and what their function is. You know a lot more than other boys know.”

“I am not a boy,” Thomas replied hotly. “You should know that.”

“Of course, Princess,” replied Kimberly. “I forgot you are a woman and you are struggling to present yourself as a natural woman. Forgive me milady.”

Then Kimberly helped him choose the right moisturizer for his skin type. “You need to cleanse and moisturize your face first so it has a good foundation for the rest, my princess.”

Then she added, “Princess, I know a little about this degrading ritual your husband is having you do and I know that the bride is supposed to hide her face during this time. She is supposed to wear a special wedding mask, so why are you trying to put on makeup at all?”

Thomas looked up sharply and replied, “You're right. But I at least wanted my skin moisturized before I put the mask on. And anyway, as a girl, I need to learn about makeup. But time is getting short and I need to prepare for this humiliating meeting with my adopted family. They will really enjoy this.”

Thomas picked up the Bliss Mask and placed it on his face and Kimberly helped him do the multiple buckles securing it to his face. Thomas said in a voice muffled by the mask, “Make sure the straps and buckles are hidden under my hair.”

She helped him with that and Thomas considered the men who were unprepared for this. Who this was all forced on and he had to consider that this mask would be a total horror to them. The first wedding night would be such a traumatic experience for the male brides. Thomas's face went red under the mask and he swore that Leanne would pay for the men she destroyed. He would make sure that those men would get compensated for what they lost. The people that hurt them would pay for it.

Thomas finished dressing himself and then he was ready to meet his family.

Kimberly and a few other women escorted him out of the room. They turned and walked down a great hall of the manor until they reached the drawing room where his husband, The Duke, Jose, was there waiting patiently.

He was surprised that his guards weren't there anymore, he had been informed that Thomas had dismissed Leanne and he had no problem with that. But who were these women working with Thomas? He got an uncomfortable feeling and the hairs were tingling with alarm. Things were changing rapidly and he saw the militaristic precision and way these women handled themselves and guessed his guards would be no match for these women at all.

Another thing caught his attention. These women were armed. He saw their sidearms strapped in their holster. Who were these lethal women? Kimberly proudly presented the bride to the Duke and they were ready to go to the lunch with Thomas's family. Thomas took his husband's arm and they went out to the limousine. Thomas wasn’t strapped in or restrained in any way. He simply scooted to his husband's side as they held each other. Thomas was wearing the Bliss Mask and he hated it. The limo pulled away from the Duke’s Estate and headed toward the restaurant.

Thomas said in a very muffled voice, “I hate this fucking mask. It is so confining and restrictive. I can’t believe any woman would willingly subject herself to this. But, like me, I am guessing those women don’t willingly choose this. It is forced on them whether they like it or not. They aren’t given a choice and it is done to them. And the men that are trapped in these marriages to another man and I can imagine it’s much worse for them.”

The Duke turned to look at his wife and asked, “Why do you think it would be any worse for a man than a woman?”

“Because,” Thomas patiently explained, “a woman does not have to change her sexual identity in these arrangements. She is a woman and remains a woman. Her identity isn’t stripped from her. I am not sure about the sex; it may be just as repulsive for a woman than a man. But I can imagine that it is worse on a straight man being forced to accept sexual contact with another man.

"But a man is forced to change his entire sexual identity and live as a submissive woman for his husband. That is a much more drastic transformation than it is on a woman. And it is totally demoralizing and crushing for him. I can imagine for the men that were subjected to this, they may seriously consider suicide. And for the men who will go through this in the future. This would be a horror for a man.”

The Duke was horrified by what Thomas said and was still thinking it through as the limo pulled in front of the restaurant.

Thomas's personal guards got out first to protect him. News crews and people were there to take pictures of the Duke's new bride as she got out with her elaborate sexy strappy gown, heels and the bliss mask on her face. The people were trying to take pictures and ask her questions when her guards stopped them from approaching her. Some of the people noticed who those guards were and backed away in horror. They knew from their uniforms to the way they held themselves. These women were the Shadow Corps. They were here to protect this woman. The Shadow Corps were exclusively women. Only women were allowed in that elite branch.

The couple made their way into the restaurant and Thomas saw his adopted Mother and sister sitting there waiting for their son to arrive as the bride. The Duke and Thomas found their table and sat down across from them. His mother said, “Congratulations, Mrs. Cordoba. And we have made your appointment with the physician to examine you.”

"What?” Thomas said in a muffled but shocked tone. “I thought the Duke would take care of my transition after the three days?”

His sister Katherine smirked widely and answered, “Oh it has nothing to do with that. It is to confirm that you were consummated last night and all. We will ask you those questions but then you must be examined by a nurse to officially confirm you were penetrated and ejaculated in, that the consummation did occur last night.” Katherine giggled in delight.

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Valentina was preparing for his date with Julia. He really did not know how the date would go but she seemed to accept him as he was now. There was little he could do about his very feminine form and Julia understood when he explained it. But this was to be their second date.

He would rather be the man for her but that was not really possible no matter how manly he tried to dress. It simply would not work. He stood in front of his mirror and cursed the fates once again as he looked into his own very feminine face. It used to be very masculine before he was sold and his life was ripped apart by the deviant desires of another man. His face had a large angled jawline, his forehead was ridged and his eyes were hard and he was beginning to grow facial hair. He had wide shoulders and a narrow waist. But something changed and he could never explain it.

Now, his face was small and had a soft curve and a small oval shape to it. His eyes were larger and pretty. His ridge on his forehead had vanished and his face had the soft curves of a woman. His shoulders were narrow, his arms were thin and his waist was small and his hips were as wide as a woman’s. His legs were long, soft, and shapely like any young woman’s. All of that could be hidden with the right clothes but there was one feature he could not hide. His chest sported two very large over D cup breasts. There was no way to hide that as he stood in the mirror with a pink underwire bra and matching bikini panties. He cursed once again and went to choose the right dress for his date with his accepting girlfriend Julia. He hoped she could accept a relationship with a man as feminine as he was.

But there was one more embarrassing thing he had to do before he chose the right dress to wear. He went to his small bathroom and took out a pad to wear. It was the eleventh day of the month and it was the time the weird things started and lasted little under a week. He put the pad in his panties and found a tampon and stuck it inside him. Then he took out a slinky black form fitting sexy dress and slipped it on. The nylons were next and he carefully rolled on a pair of black silk nylons and matching heels. He spent another ten minutes in front of his vanity making his face look right. Yes, he even knew makeup, he was taught how to do it during his captivity in Aragon when they transformed his body against his will. Those people made sure he acted like a woman and had the knowledge to carry himself as a woman. He finished it off by styling his hair. It was time to meet Julia. He left his small apartment he had rented for little more than three months and got in his small car. He pulled out and drove to Julia’s place.

Julia had a moderately sized house and she had a good career in dancing. She was living the life she wanted while his, had been ripped apart. He was doing his best to put his life back together. It was difficult after being sold and held in captivity for five long years. Nothing of what he used to be remained.

Julia came out of her front door wearing a tight purple gown and heels. She wasn’t as beautiful as he was but his owner had spared no expense making him as desirable as possible. She smiled when she saw Valentina and hopped in his car.

Julia looked at her beautiful boyfriend and she commented, “You look very pretty today, Valentina. It almost looks like you went through more effort than I did for this day.” She giggled as her boyfriend blushed.

“Please don’t laugh,” Valentina pleaded. “I was made to look like a woman and you know what happened wasn’t my doing. But since I look like a woman in every way, it's how I have to live. At least until I can afford to reverse these changes that were done to me.”

“Valentina, I understand,” Julia told him. “But what if these changes can’t be undone? These look like very extreme changes that were done to you.”

He shivered and a tear went down his face. He feared that very much. “Then I just don’t know what I will do. I guess I will just be a woman then.” He choked out in despair.

They pulled up and parked at the restaurant where he made reservations for dinner and they walked in holding hands. He cringed at some of the looks of disapproval they saw from the other guests. He told the front desk of his reservations and they were seated. They quickly ordered their drinks and looked at the menu.

“Valentina, look. Seriously, you sound like a girl, you talk like any girl. You move as naturally as any girl and you look stunning. With your face and your features, I really doubt you can ever become a guy again and I greatly fear you will just have to accept this is your life now,” she said to him seriously after ordering their meals.

“This was done to me. I am sure it can be undone with enough money. And then I can be your man.”

“Valentina, you have become very accomplished at living as a girl. You learned the skills we have. Even if somehow you were able to undo these changes that were forced on you, I doubt you could be acceptable as a guy. You may be just to feminine now,” Julia explained to him and she saw him begin to sob.

“Could you accept me then?” He asked Julia.

“I just don’t know. We may have to be close friends then. You know?”

He nodded, “Yes, I know. I remember how you reacted when I first started trying to flirt with you. That hostile look of disgust at another girl trying to ask you out. That is, until you let us talk and I was able to explain my situation and that I was a guy.”

Julia giggled just a little, “I am still not sure if you are a guy. But I understand these changes were forced on you. I just never heard of this being done to a boy. Those contracts are only made for girls.”

“Their laws have been expanded so that contracts can be made to sell males too,” Valentina stated, “That’s what they call equality.”

She shook her head in disgust, “That’s stupid.”

Then Valentina got a very embarrassed shy look on his face. He moved, and leaned over and said very embarrassed, “Julia, I need to use the restroom.” Then he got very quiet and said, “I need to change my pad.”

Julia got a very surprised look on her face, “What? Are you serious,”

He stood up and got his purse. “Yes, very. It’s urgent. It's that time and I have to change my pad now. I don’t know why these things happen at this time every month. It makes no sense, but I saw an Ob-gyn there but that doctor would tell me nothing. I have to go.” He stood up and rushed to the restroom with Julia shaking her head in wonder.

“What did they do to this poor boy,” Julia sat in wonder. She knew he had been changed but she had no idea it went this far. She seriously doubted he could be changed back now. She also worried about how deep his denial was at what had happened to him. How could he not know what was going on? But with this news, she had to know and stood up and went into the restroom after Valentina.

Valentina was just exiting a stall when she pushed him back in and shut the stall door. He looked at Julia in bewilderment and asked, “Julia, what are you doing?”

“You have a time of the month, and use pads and you are my boyfriend. But I have to know. So lift your dress and pull down your panties and show me now.”

He shook his head, “No, not now let’s go.” He tried to get out but she blocked his way.

“Not until you show me. Do it right now, Valentina. This is serious,” she said sternly.

Valentina submitted and lifted his dress and pulled his panties down and showed her.

She stood there with a stunned look on her face, her mouth gaping open. She could not believe it. Julia reached out and touched it with her finger. She saw a pink crevice, and a wrinkled slit, and an opening. And a rolled-up tampon inside. She gently inserted the tip of her finger. Then over that, she saw a very shriveled-up limp penis.

She looked at him as her finger was inside of him and she said, “Valentina, you have to know what that is. I have one, look.” Julia showed him. “It looks the same as yours. You have to know.”

Valentina shook his head, “No, it's just a thing they gave me. I am still a guy. I don’t know what that is.”

"Yes, you do,” Julia said firmly, trying to break through his denial. “You know what that is. Just admit it.”

Valentina shouted, “NO, It’s NOTHING! Now let's get out of here Julia and stop humiliating me.”

“Not until you admit it,” Julia demanded. “Admit it, you know what you have there. Every woman has one. Now tell me,”

He shouted, “No, it's nothing! Stop it.” Then Valentina covered his face and broke down in tears. “I really don’t know, but I know I am male. I was born male. I don’t know what that is, and I don’t know why it leaks at a certain time every month or why I have to sit to pee out of it. I am a man and this wasn’t supposed to happen to me. Please, Julia let's go.”

Julia held Valentina as she slowly recovered himself and helped him straighten up his clothes and they walked out together. She was certain he knew what he had. Julia was also certain that Valentina also knew he wasn’t really male anymore. She also silently cursed the fates that inflicted this on him.

They went back to the table and ate silently. Valentina was upset and not in the mood to talk. Julia was so stunned at her boyfriend that she was seriously reassessing her relationship with him. She didn’t know if it was possible anymore.

Their date ended and he let Julia off at her place and then went to meet his new father. He met this man, and he seemed extremely kind and took an interest in Valentina.

Count Juan Julio was a powerful man and his wife was the Countess Marie. They had two very fierce daughters. Jeanne was the eldest and was a high ranking officer in the Shadow Corps. The other daughter, Carime, was a fighter pilot who graduated from the Top Gun academy. They both promised to love and help Valentina repair her life. He just had to go sign some documents to be officially admitted into their family and Marie had told him that she would require him to see a doctor and find out what had happened to his body.

<<<<<<>>>>>>

Emily Velasquez felt about the most humiliated and demeaned than he ever felt before. But he was often demeaned when these parties happened. He was standing in front of many of his husband Rafael's guests wearing a pretty tight teddy with attached garter straps that held up his matching satin nylon stockings. He had C cup breast enhancements after the first month of this marriage and his face was meticulously made up in a very exotic way. His bright purple eye-shadow stood out, his blush and lips were all bright purple too. His hair was bright red and done in curls. His fingernails and toes were done in brilliant red polish and were covered in rings. His hands were secured with wrists cuffs that were attached to a chain at his waist and his legs were secured together. He felt crushing humiliation. His husband was very cruel to him tonight as he was forced to walk around on his red heels serving the guests drinks or doing other vile sexual things they demanded of him.

And then his husband Rafael, wearing his own bright red gown demanded loudly, “Emily, I am horny, give me a blowjob now,” He demanded right in front of all of the guests.

He shuffled over feeling a deep sense of shame and knelt in front of his husband as his husband lifted his gown, exposing a huge hardon ready for Emily’s attention.

He heard a distinctive laugh from a young man he knew very well. That man met him at his wedding to the Major, wishing him well with a very knowing arrogant smirk. This young man took so much pleasure in his suffering. He remembered that face at his wedding wearing a huge smile, the young man could not stop smiling at his wedding knowing it was against his will. It pleased that man even more seeing Emily totally humiliated, feminized and married to another man against his will. This young man was Victor Knox. Despite his best efforts, Victor was still a very feminine man and could never really stop acting so feminine. His very pretty womanly features were what first attracted Emily to him. He sat there laughing wearing a pair of mens slacks and a top, trying to look manly with his soft blonde hair and narrow shoulders and very feminine eyes and face. He even had womanly hips and legs now. It was clear some work had been done on him, but some of the features were natural.

Victor was here, smiling and laughing as his husband demanded a blowjob. The young man said, “Go On, Emily!” The young man said the name drawing it out. “Give your HUSBAND a blowjob. You know it’s your duty and obligation. You know it very well by how you treated your own wife in a previous marriage, knowing he did not want to do any of that. But it was his obligation and you forced him to perform it, and now it’s on you. Take your HUSBAND’S dick in your mouth and suck like a good wife.”

A young giggling woman sitting beside the young man, in his tight embrace giggled knowingly. This was Angela a former girlfriend Emily used to date. She said, “Suck your husband’s dick well. I better not hear any complaints from you after what you did. Take it all in your mouth.” She demanded harshly.

Rafael took a handful of Emily's curls and forced his huge cock deep into Emily's unwilling mouth and violently face fucked him in front of his former girlfriend and a smiling young man.

Victor looked sideways at Angela beside him and said sourly, “I remember him doing this to me every damn night and morning. He did exactly this to me many times and he knew I was straight, and hated it.”

“I know, honey,” Angela said and giggled as Emily was violently face fucked. Watching Rafael force Emily’s head up and down on his huge hardon until he finally ejaculated into Emily’s unwilling mouth. Rafael let Emily's head go as she choked and coughed as the semen was stuck in in his throat, running down his lips and out of his nose. It was totally revolting experience for a heterosexual man.

Victor smiled, and watching said, “I also remember experiencing THAT very well. Emily was never gentle. He was a monster.” He said watching Emily cry and choke on the semen that had just been forcefully deposited in her unwilling throat. Emily broke down into sobs as Victor smiled at him.

Later that night after it was all over, that young man was sitting across from Emily. Victor laughed at Emily’s appearance. Emily’s face was caked in dry semen, his hair was stuck to the side of his face. His makeup was so messed up. Victor was smiling at Emily’s humiliated appearance.

“So how does it feel, your grace, you were once a fearsome Duke, one of the two mighty dukes in the country. Your power was unquestioned and I was helpless with you and now, here you are. How does it feel to lose even your name and when people won’t call you by your name Emilio anymore. You lose your name, your sex, control over your life and even how your body is used. You control nothing and people can do anything they want to you because you are little more than a possession. How does it feel, Duke Mendoza?”

“You should know how it feels, “ Emily said acidly. “I hope you are satisfied with your revenge. I know it was you behind all of this. I knew that from the second day when the mask was put on me. I knew it was you watching the wedding. And the things Rafael put me though at the banquet and all. I knew you were behind all of this. I remember very well.”

“I remember many of those things were what you did to me,” said Victor. “I told him and I knew you would get it. I was so happy to see it all happen to you and for you to personally experience what you put me through. You destroyed my entire life and it’s hard to feel any happiness anymore. You took everything from me. Now you will lose everything. It does please me a lot.” The young man smiled. “You were a cruel sadistic monster. You had a lot of fun abusing and tormenting me night after night. You deserve to experience it all yourself.”

“It seems like you have recovered much of your life,” Emily pointed out. “You have your company again, the vast wealth that made me jealous. You have my girlfriend Angela and you have your Empress and contracts with her. Your life seems to be going very well.”

“If only I could sleep through a night without screaming in terror. That would be nice,” replied Victor as he stood up and walked away with a slight sway to his large hips.

Then the young man stood up, took Angela’s hand and walked out smiling.

Angela turned as they left and smiled at Emily, “You do deserve this. You earned this life after what you did to him. You tried to force him to be your woman. I hope you will be a good wife to your own husband now.” Angela laughed as they walked out of the room leaving Emily crying.

“I don’t know what made you think I would accept being with a man who would violently rape another man like you did, for over a year. There’s no way I would accept you after what you did.”

To be continued....