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Princess of Castile By Jennifer Reed Chapter 3: The Brides Reception This story is set in the world created by Rikki in the Marriage of Martin Hastings that he began some time around 2010. These events in this story occur around three to four years after the events in Rikkis story. The door to the limo opened and the Duke slid in beside his male bride, Thomas. Thomas looked up, feeling very small and meek before the enormous man towering above him. They looked very much like a newlywed couple. The Duke's eyes were filled with lust as he looked down at his bride. "I love you Isabella. You are a ravishing and beautiful woman." The Duke motioned for the driver and the driver pulled away from the curb. The Duke descended on his bride in a fury of lust. The Duke wrapped his arms tightly around his bride and began smothering Thomas with passionate kisses. Thomas sat still as revulsion rushed through his very core. Thomas was being smothered in kisses and his desperate squeals were silenced by the Duke's passion. Thomas was completely revolted. He gagged and choked as the Duke's tongue was slithering inside his mouth. Thomas could do nothing but accept his husband's kisses. Thomas kept himself strong and refused to allow himself to go into panic mode to fight this assault. He remembered he was the wife and he was going to honor his word to accept the Duke's advances. Thomas stiffened as he felt the Duke's hand slide under the top of his gown and beneath his bra cup to begin pinching his nipple. Thomas felt his nipple being pulled and rolled between the Duke's forefinger and thumb. Then the Duke began squeezing the soft mound of flesh under Thomas' raised nipple. Thomas cried a little. Thomas felt disgusted. The painful and violating pulling of his nipple and squeezing of his breasts as he was being forcibly kissed felt completely gross. Even if he had been a genetic woman, he would have been repulsed by the Duke and his behavior. Thomas passively accepted this because he didn't have any choice. It didn't take long. By the time the Duke had enough playing, Thomas' face had a thin coat of the Duke's saliva on it that was dripping down his cheek. His lips were sore from how hard the Duke had kissed him. His breasts felt sore from being squeezed so cruelly. Then the Duke looked deeply into Thomas' eyes. Thomas choked with desperate emotion and tears, "That was disgusting. I feel so violated and disgusted, Jose." The Duke said, "My Princess. I know you are very scared because you have never been with a man like me. I love you a lot and I will be here to take care of all of your needs my love. I will be a good husband for you and help you adapt to being my wife. Leanne will also help you and there will be other women to help explain some of our customs to you. You are my wife and you need to accept that you have become a woman." The Duke's eyes hardened and narrowed as Thomas replied harshly, "Never! I am not a woman. I am a man and I will never accept being your wife. I was not meant to be a wife." The Duke chuckled knowingly. "Isabella, my princess, you are now my bride and it's time you fully accept it. This is your life. You are no longer a man. You were meant to be a woman and you know that in your heart. Your sister told me all about the games you played with her as children. She told me how you dressed and showed me the pictures of you so pretty as a teen. And," Jose locked eyes with a frightened and betrayed Thomas. He smiled knowingly. "And you have tiny budding breasts. I felt them when I was feeling your nipples a few moments ago. Men don't have flesh like that under their nipples. Only girls have those and you must have gone to some effort to develop a chest like that. So please stop pretending to be a man. You know you aren't and that you never wanted to be a man. I will give you the life you wanted and the freedom to follow it." Thomas shook his head, "I have no idea what you are talking about. I was forced me to develop like this. It was never my choice." He knew he was lying, but he simply wasn't willing to admit it to a man like the Duke. "You know no one forced you to develop as a woman," Said the Duke with a smirk. "You wanted it. You do not have to hide your nature anymore. I will accept you as the woman, and help you become the woman you want to be. Leanne will also assist you. That is how much I love you." Thomas snorted rudely, "Don't pretend you care anything about me, Jose. . Yes I am a woman, but you know you wouldnt care if I wasn't. You would force me to become your woman anyway, just like that Baron a year ago with Martin. You have no interest in helping me and neither does Leanne. Leanne is a sadistic cunt that you paid to force me into this life, for your perverted desires. She cares nothing for the feelings of the men she works on. She is only interested in a paycheck. Helping me isn't on her mind, she is helping you get what you desire. You are a cruel sadistic monster and you only want to force me to be your wife for your sick deviant desires. You are only interested in your own pleasure. You want to crush me. There is nothing I can do to stop you. You set it up that way, so I have no choice. I am trapped into being your wife with no way out. So please don't lie to me. You lied to everyone else, but I see through your lies. I am not your wife. I am your captive." The Duke sat silently, watching Thomas closely. His hand playing in Thomas' under Thomas' bra cup squeezing his breast. Thomas still couldn't get used to the feeling of this man squeezing his breast. It made his skin crawl. "I will never accept you as my husband because no one gave me a choice. Least of all you!" It was a fact that Thomas had a lot of trouble accepting. He had swallowed ounces of the Duke's semen. It was much more than most men ejaculate. How could he handle so much at once? The Duke seemed to know what Thomas was thinking of as he pulled his slacks down, exposing his enormous penis in full view of Thomas' wide desperate eyes. He smiled and said, "Isabella I want your affections right now." Thomas warily looked at the huge penis the duke was offering for his service. Thomas trembled with disgust and shook his head in defiance. This was a terrible, disgusting thing that the Duke was demanding. Jose had discussed it openly with his sister and the other women at the photoshoot. The Duke wanted Thomas to give him a blowjob. After his previous experience, Thomas could not imagine accepting the semen again, let alone accepting an actual penis filling his mouth now. But he knew it was going to happen. It was too much. "No, Please, Jose." Thomas' voice cracked as his lower lip quivered. The Duke kept his gaze on the trembling young, feminized man as Thomas shook in fear as he watched the Duke offering out his penis. The Duke said, "You know you have to do this for me. And you know you will be required to do this a lot. You are a woman and my wife, you know now it's your job to submit to my desires. I will appreciate that very much." "No," Thomas said adamantly. "You can't make me do it," Thomas said, knowing the Duke could force him. "That is a disgusting thing. I refuse to give you a blowjob. I won't allow it." "Isabella, you are now my wife. Your family agreed to this and gave you to me. Your husband now wants your wifely affections. You *WILL* do it. My dick wants your affections as my wife. Whether or not you 'allow' it is irrelevant. It will happen. Whether you do it willing or I have to force you to do your wifely duty is the question. You will be sucking my dick. It is your choice how it gets done. You are a sexy refined woman right now. You are a woman the other women will envy. They will be jealous of you and want to show you up on your wedding. Think about it, all those society bitches wondering why a man is so sexy and has the most powerful man in the nation at his side. Why do you have such beautiful jewelry and the largest wedding ring. You as a man should not have those things all women desire. They will be jealous of you. Don't make me have to mess it all up by having to force you. You won't look so refined then." The Duke's eyebrow raised as he looked at Thomas. "You will make a very dignified impression on those women. You wouldn't want them to see you all messed up because I had to struggle with you. You won't want to look like I had to overpower and force a blowjob from you. Would you, my love?" The Duke watched Thomas' wheels turn as he considered his options. Thomas knew he had to make a very dignified impression on the women if he ever wanted to be someone people could respect and follow. This was still disgusting and he didn't know how he could get through it. Thomas knew it would happen whether he refused or not. He would be performing oral sex on the man either way. He swallowed his pride and whispered, "I will do it." His eyes cast down in shame. "What will you do?" demanded the Duke. He wanted to hear Thomas' total feminine submission. Thomas looked down at his feet in shame. "I will suck your dick." "Good, now that it is settled." Jose nodded in satisfaction and Thomas' surrender. Then the Duke leaned over to kiss Thomas again. He struggled as he felt the Duke smother in with passionate intimate kisses once again. Then he lifted Thomas' chin up and started kissing Thomas' neck. Thomas felt the Duke press his lips against his throat and begin sucking. The sucking sensation was a weird uncomfortable feeling. Then Thomas realized that the Duke was giving him a very visible hickey on his neck. Everyone would see the mark the Duke made on him. Thomas knew that that was the point and he felt very humiliated at the realization. Once the Duke finished and pulled away, he admired the dark spot he made on Thomas. Then he smiled and commanded, "get down on the floor for me." Thomas went down to his knees on the floor, feeling the crushing defeat of his pride as a woman. Thomas was filled with shame as he looked up at the large flaccid penis hanging inches from his face. The smell of the man's crotch filled his nasal passages at that moment. The pubic hair scratched his face. This was the position many women assumed for their husband. The Duke saw the fear in Thomas' eyes. "Don't be afraid my bride. It is what a woman should do for the man she loves. Don't you agree?" Thomas did not agree with the Duke, but he wasn't a woman. The Duke also knew, but he did not care. Thomas could only reply slowly, "No, I do not agree, Jose. Some women do it out of love for the man they chose. They do it of their own free will, but not out of obligation. And some women hate doing it and refuse." "Many women do it out of obligation for the man they love, I expect that from you," said the Duke said to him. "Now wrap your hand around my cock and put it in your mouth. Many women have done this for me, used their hand on my dick to prevent too much of it getting in their throat causing them to choke. Make my dick hard in your mouth and make sure to seal your lips around it. Then start sucking. I want to feel the erotic stimulation of your lips caressing the skin of my penis. Use a lot of tongue around the head, swirl it around the head and the slit." Thomas felt complete humiliation as he wrapped his fingers around the flaccid penis of his husband. He couldn't believe nor accept that he was holding this disgusting man's penis in his hand. He whimpered while softly caressing the penis and lowering his face down to it. Thomas stretched his jaw as wide as possible to allow the enormous bulbous head to slide in between his gleaming red lips. He felt the head penetrate his lips and side into his warm mouth and rest as he sealed his lips around the shaft. The Duke groaned in pleasure as he started. "That feels good. Think of yourself as a woman doing her marital obligation to your husband." It felt like his skin was crawling while his mouth will filled with his husband's penis. The penis was prying his jaw apart more than he had ever opened his mouth before. This was painful. Thomas began bobbing his head, massaging the shaft of his husband's penis with his lips and tongue as a woman did. An overwhelming sense of shame filled him as he was on his knees before his husband in a very feminine submissive position that women did for the man they love giving him oral affection. Many women did it out of love and devotion to their husband. It was an enduring act of love a wife should do for their husband. This was a fulfilling feeling for some woman who did it for their the one they loved and devoted themselves to. Some women even loved the taste, but many did not. The women enjoyed doing it for their husband's desire, out of a feeling of obligation and the desire to feel her husband's desire for her. But this wasn't like that at all. No woman should endure this. This was forced. This was not love, there was no devotion or obligation. There was no marital bond of love or affection. This was just force and fear. Thomas imagined any woman would feel exactly as he was feeling if she was placed in this position. Thomas felt fear, disgust, and degradation. A woman doing this for the man she loved felt good. She felt his desire and, connected with her own, it created a bond of love between the two. Her need to feel his sexual desire, and his need to be pleased by her. This was not that situation. He felt nothing except extreme humiliation and degradation at what this man was doing to him. He felt demeaned as a woman. His jaw was aching as he moved his head back and forth along the penis. He was stimulating it with his moist lips. The penis impaling his mouth slowly hardened, stretching his jaw further. It stiffened into an enormous rod that was violating him. Thomas felt the heat pulsing from the penis as it grew. Thomas felt no desire or love for the man he was doing this for. It was gross and he gagged at the pubic hair getting stuck in his mouth. A very satisfied groan escaped from the Duke as he held Thomas' head and slowly guided him in his first oral sex with another man at the rate that gave the Duke the most pleasure. It was clear he wasn't guiding Thomas at the pace that would result in an orgasm yet. The Duke was enjoying the sensations he was receiving from Thomas' lips against the tender flesh of his own penis. Ten minutes passed as he slowly increased the pace. Thomas' jaw burnt in agony. His mind was in complete turmoil at being forced to do oral sex on this disgusting man. It was a truly grotesque experience that he desperately wanted to be over. It was very demeaning. He had been giving this man a blowjob now for what seemed like forever and he was still working his head at a very slow pace that was not intended to result in an orgasm. Weren't they expected somewhere? Then, the Duke forced Thomas at a quicker pace and he was doing a more moderate speed. Thomas' head was bobbing up and down and his mouth started to fill with the Duke's pre ejaculation. The pungent fluid choked him in disgust. He tried to pull his head away but the Duke's firm grasp prevented him. He choked and sputtered as more fluid flowed into his mouth. It kept slowly oozing into his mouth as he kept sucking. Thomas did not expect it to happen and it was so sudden that he wasn't ready for the disgusting taste. The taste was horrible and Thomas realized why many women he talked to said they hated tasting it. Most women only did it because they loved the man. Thomas was a man who could never feel any desire or sexual attraction for another male. This was demeaning, and the taste was horrible. He had had no choice except to continue and swallow the small amounts of pre ejaculation that was flowing continuously into his mouth. Jose tightly gripped his head occasionally to shove the large head into his throat. Thomas violently gagged and choked, but he could get no relief from the penis lodged in his mouth. The Duke released his head as he groaned. He reached down to caress Thomas' face. "Mmmm, this is so wonderful Isabella. This feels so good. I am getting close. I promise I won't cum on your face. I will cum in your mouth and you will have to work to quickly swallow it all before it runs out of your mouth.. Just as a woman should." The Duke smirked evilly. Thomas' mind ached and silently screamed 'no'. Thomas knew he would swallow this man's semen. There was no way around it. His deeply hidden truth was that he knew he was a woman inside. He was reacting to the forced sex as any woman would. He had stopped thinking of himself as male years ago, since he started taking female hormones to stop his male puberty. The Duke began violently thrusting into Thomas' helpless mouth. He gripped Thomas' curls as he thrust his penis into the younger man's mouth. Thomas could do nothing but accept that the Duke was now fucking his mouth. Humiliating sucking and gagging sounds from his mouth filled the limo. Thomas squealed and gagged as Jose erupted. His face twisted in revulsion as his mouth rapidly filled with his husband's pungent hot semen. Semen suddenly shot into his mouth and it kept flowing. His cheeks puffed as his mouth filled to its capacity and threatened to overflow as he desperately squealed. Thomas desperately tried to swallow the pungent juices that totally filled his mouth to avoid making a mess on his face. Disgustedly, he swallowed it and felt the disgusting juice flow down his throat. Another shot unexpectedly shot out as he was in the process of swallowing the first load. His mouth filled again, puffing his cheeks out with the enormous quantity of semen that no man should be able to produce. It was so unexpected that he accidentally inhaled a great quantity into his nasal passages and it flowed out of his nose and down his face. Thomas violently choked on the semen and tears began flowing from his eyes. It was a disgusting experience and he uncontrollably sobbed. So much for presenting himself with any sort of dignity for the assembled women. His red eyes, running makeup and semen covering his face. They would all know what he had done and would have a good time laughing at the feminized male bride who had just given his husband a blowjob. He took a few Kleenexes and attempted to clean his husband's semen off his face. "I submitted and gave you your blowjob and it still messed my face up because you were way too rough," Thomas yelled in anger. "It spilled up my nose and went down my face and chin. How can I present myself with any sort of dignity now? I don't even have any makeup to redo it." Thomas was trying to wipe the semen off of his face and mouth. The Duke had a very satisfied look on his face. "I am a large man and I produce a lot of cum my princess. You did very good with such a large quantity and swallowed most of it." The Duke smiled approvingly. "You handled my load much better than most women. I will give you a lot of practice at it, Isabella you will improve with more time. You're talented and very lovely mouth will give me much pleasure." The duke smiled. "Thank you for such a good blowjob." Thomas felt such a deep sense of humiliation. He hung his head and softly wept. The humiliation he was feeling was overpowering him. He never wanted to do such a disgusting thing again. Thomas rubbed his red eyes trying to regain control of his emotions. His eyes were red from crying and his jaw hurt from being forced open for so long. He was rubbing his jaw, trying to massage it. "That was disgusting. If this is what you want me to do then we will have to talk. I can do this, but Duke what is in it for me? You just want to hurt and humiliate me as your woman?" "Making you fulfill your marital obligations as a woman to her husband should not be humiliation. I want you, my love. This is about my desire and what I can give you. I can give you more than anything you ever imagined. I suspect you will come to love me." "What if I don't fall for you?" demanded Thomas. "What makes you think you can capture a woman, force sex on her and she will fall for you? She won't, she will just come to hate you." The Duke smiled, "I think you can fall for me, my sweet. I will give you anything you desire." "What made my father agree to do this to me," Thomas inquired. "How did you get him to agree to this?" The Duke looked at Thomas. "Your father knew your feminine nature and knew that you hated you. He knew you never agreed with him on how he treated women. He thought you would like this life." "That's what I figured, but you don't have to abuse me like this," Thomas told him still sniffling and sobbing over what he had just experienced. The Duke laughed. "This isn't abuse. My wife just performed her marital obligations. I had to apply some pressure and it is my right as a husband. I know it is a difficult transition, but you will get accustomed to it in time. Just like any wife." He was enjoying this. Thomas couldn't imagine doing that again. It was the most disgusting thing he ever had done. He felt so revolted and demeaned that he had trouble composing himself for his husband. His husband just brushed it off as if it was nothing and that it was his duty as a wife. "Yeah, I will consider it. I will submit to being your loving wife with some conditions for me. I will stop fighting you. I will at least act like I love you. I will need something from you, when you think I have made enough progress." "My love, I will give you anything you ask if you can do that for me. I can give you the world," said the Duke dreamily. Thomas shook his head. "There is nothing you can give me. You took everything from me. Some things may make this life more acceptable if you can. Just remember, you said anything I ask." "I will give you anything," Replied the Duke. "You just have to ask me, my love. We will discuss it. Don't ask me for something unreasonable." "Unreasonable," Thomas snorted in contempt. "Like demanding that I change my sex for you, my very life, simply because you desire me. Live as a female and become your wife and submit my entire life for your pleasure. Unreasonable?" Thomas' thinly arched eyebrow rose. "Doing this to me, I think entitles me to ask anything of you. Nothing should be considered unreasonable after this." Thomas' look was hard and unyielding. The Duke returned his wife's look and it began to dawn on him. Thomas was very intelligent and determined. Whatever he was considering, was something huge and would be painful to deliver. It would be difficult to refuse. "What I want most, is my freedom. I want to leave and marry who I choose." Thomas gave the Duke an accusing look. "But we both know you won't let me, because you are a perverted bastard. It is exciting to force another man to be your wife." Thomas' eyes hardened. "You are disgusting." He was trying to get the vile taste of the Duke's semen out of his mouth. It was so disgusting he began gagging and trying to calm himself. Tears were still flowing down his face as they drove. The Duke was watching his wife as they drove. He had his hand up his wife's wedding gown sensually caressing and feeling Thomas' upper thigh. Thomas' thigh felt so soft and silky encased in his stockings. The limo approached the banquet hall the Duke rented for the reception. The guests were all waiting and probably wondering what was taking the Bride and Groom so long. Some of the bridesmaids who were there for the pictures knew what the Duke had planned. They were eager to see what condition Thomas was in after that experience. Katherine was there with Suzanne, looking sad and angry at what had happened to her beloved sister. They knew the bride and Groom would be a little late and for what reason. The Duke watched Thomas slowly regain control over his emotions as they approached the hall. Thomas slowly forced himself to stop sobbing. He got a tissue and wiped off the long purple streaks of eyeshadow that had ran down his face. He attempted to regain some composure and look more refined. He tried to wipe off the semen from his chin and the gobs that went on his face. He started to wipe the semen from his lips when the Duke told him to stop. Jose wanted people to see the semen on his mouth and on his face. Thomas understood and didn't argue. He looked at his reflection and he didn't do a very good job. He still had semen drying on his lips and some still on his cheek. Thomas even had semen stuck in his hair. He hoped he could see Leanne. She knew how to make him look more dignified and she had amazing skills. He hated her as a person, but he respected her abilities. She was very beautiful and skilled. Leanne was highly intelligent, and very cruel. "Will Leanne be there?" Inquired Thomas softly. "Yes," The duke replied. "Leanne will be there to help you with your makeup. She will assist you and she is waiting down the hall. She will help fix your hair and makeup." The Duke directed Thomas to another side door away from the formal reception hall where the guests were waiting. They opened the door and Leanne was there waiting as the Duke took Thomas in and gave Leanne some instructions. Thomas walked into the room to see Leanne surprised at his appearance. Thomas said as more of a command to her, "I require you to fix my hair and makeup, Leanne. And be quick about it, the guests are waiting for our appearance for our own wedding reception." Leanne took one look at Thomas's appearance and nodded. She went to work trying to repair Thomas's hair. "The Duke lost control of himself on the way here. You know some men." Thomas said with a feminine giggle. Leanne replied, "Yes I do. You will have to comply with him more so he does not mess your looks up. I don't have the time to keep repairing your makeup and hair all the time." "I complied with him," Thomas protested. "He just loses control like many men do. Now do your job that my husband pays you for." Leanne didn't like the way that Thomas simply began ordering her, but she knew it was likely his husbands will. And she also knew who Thomas really was now. None of this was good. If the Princess was here, her people would be following her very soon and The Duke would lose all control of the situation. She saw the wedding and now she knew what this was all about. Leanne knew the Princess was angry and she was going to destroy everything. Leanne knew the De Rivera family. They were totally merciless. His sister Elsa was a total sadist. Thomas thought a little about the formal wedding reception. His family would be there and toasts would be offered. Thomas had a plan and knew that it would probably be a shock to them. But, maybe not. The Duke seemed to know a lot about Thomas's nature. Leanne finished with his hair and fixing his makeup. She was still very uncomfortable with how chillingly calm Thomas was through all of this and she suspected that he wanted to be a woman. Thomas was her only male bride who really desired and wanted the transition. He was also her only male bride who was a princess. He looked into Leanne's eyes and said, "Leanne, you now know who I really am, and I know all about you. So we need to have an understanding here. I know what you initially said after the wedding and you know I don't care about that. So Leanne, I am in charge and you will respect my wishes. Do you understand?" "I still have a job to do, and the Duke pays me, Mrs. Cordoba." "You will address ,me as your highness, princess, or Ms, De Rivera. Leanne, your life may depend on on this. Yours and your family, and your sons. You know the power that I wield and what I have done. So do we understand eachother now," Leanne was looking into Thomas's icy glare. She nodded helplessly, "Yes, I do understand." "Good, I am glad you understand," Thomas replied, smiling. "Maybe I will spare you then. But, I doubt Martin will. He is still very hurt and full of anger. You have a lot to pay for. He was a very innocent and harmless man. You do have a debt to him." Thomas flashed a cruel smirk and turned and left the room. Thomas approached the reception hall in the arm of his husband. He had fully regained control of his emotions and composed himself as a refined lady. A large refined smile was on Thomas's face as he held his husband close. Semen caked on his lips and chin, but he did his best to make a good impression so he would be someone the others could respect. He could not afford to present himself as a defeated and desperate woman. He couldn't make a scene of desperation and humiliate himself. Maybe, they all knew and maybe they didn't. Either way, he would not give them a scene that surely some of them wanted to see. He would compose himself as the respectful and refined lady, in love with his husband and willing to play the role. He was going to be someone they would fear. He was someone they would obey. Thomas was not going to be the desperate humiliated man being forced into this life, even if they knew. He would surprise them. If he made a humiliating scene, then would get no one to see him as someone to follow or fear when the time came. They would just laugh and think it was adorable. They all knew the law and obviously many women had made scenes in ceremonies like this. Obviously, no one cared. It was the law and remained law because they all supported things like this. He would not make an embarrassing scene. The scenes would come later. Thomas smiled softly, "I promise you that I will not embarrass you, my husband." Thomas clutched his husband's arm. He smiled and kissed his husbands cheek. "I will be your elegant and graceful lady. Let's make a good impression on everyone," Thomas smiled an alluring feminine smile. They walked into the banquet hall together. Thomas smiled with his husband's semen coating his lips and some dried on his chin and a thin reflective film on his cheeks. He would make an impression. Thomas' beautiful soft alluring smile was one of the qualities that made him so desirable to the Duke. Thomas just didn't know it. That smile was so appealing that it drew the Duke to him. The Duke paid dearly for Thomas and he had to possess the young man at any cost. He also began to suspect there was so much more to Thomas and these appearances may cost him more than he had thought. A lot more. The Duke smiled in return, "Yes my love. I am glad you are cooperating with this. I was afraid you would make things difficult. I had a plan for that." That smile returned, "I know. I knew you had a plan in place if I wanted to make things difficult. It would not matter in the end, either way." Thomas said confidently. "I don't want them to see me unladylike. They will see a refined elegant lady, someone they can respect. You can rest assured I won't make an embarrassing scene." They walked in with the Dukes security trailing them. Thomas reminded himself to remain in control and act as an elegant refined lady for the Duke. He had to be respectful and confident. He had just married the man of his dreams in the eyes of these people. Thomas held his head high and draped his arm around his husband's arm and they walked together. He saw the people assembled and waiting for them. Someone loudly introduced them as they walked in. A woman's alluring voice carried throughout the reception hall, "I present the newly wed bride and groom. Mr. Jose Cordoba and his bride, Mrs. Isabella Cordoba." Thomas felt the humiliation as he was introduced to everyone as a woman and a bride to another man. He didn't let his humiliation show as he let the Duke lead them into the hall. There were many elites in the government and rich business people. Leanne was carefully watching him from the back. She closely watched Thomas with dread. Thomas saw the fear in her eyes and he smiled. Some of the women also smirked at his appearance. They obviously knew what he had just done. It was very evident on Thomas' face. The women knew, if they knew what to look for. He gracefully nodded as he was approached and congratulated them. "Congratulations on your marriage, Mrs. Cordoba. Oh my" The woman gasped and smirked at Thomas when she noticed the appearance of his face. Some of his hair stuck to his face from dried semen and it was on his cheeks and lips. Some of it had had dried to his bottom lip. It made her smile. She liked it. A feminized man with dried semen from his lover on his face. There was something so hot about it. She figured the Duke was really rough with the small feminized man and it was hot. "It looks like you couldn't wait to get all hot and steamy with your man," She smiled at Thomas. "You must be a very kinky dirty girl, Mrs. Cordoba. Couldn't you wait for tonight to get intimate with your man?" Thomas looked at her with his smile and shrugged, "No way, hes a great man. You better keep your hands off him." It was difficult to tell just by looking at the woman, but she knew the one named Isabella wasn't a woman. He was forced into it and she suspected he wasn't willing either. She knew he was forced into it and forced to sexually service the Duke with his mouth. He tried to hide his disgust and humiliation he felt, but his mannerisms showed his true feelings very clearly. He was disgusted and hated it. That somehow made it a lot hotter and she knew the Duke had forced Thomas to give him a blowjob. "You two must have had a good time. Tell me," Maggie inquired. "What was he like, I mean intimately. Did you enjoy it?" Thomas just looked down at his painted toenails in shame. It was also as she suspected. His face was twisted in disgust at the memory of giving his husband a blowjob. She knew it was something that was in most straight men's nightmares. "You must have enjoyed yourself Isabella and I am sure you will really enjoy your first full intimate night. You could have waited or do you like presenting yourself like this for all to see?" "So how was it, giving your husband his first blowjob?" Maggie inquired. The young man was silent, He began feeling anger at Maggie for doing this. "How was the taste, did you enjoy giving your husband pleasure," Maggie inquired with a smirk. He didn't answer and she pushed on, "Come on. Answer me Isabella. Did you like the taste of your husband's cum? How was it." He looked up and said in a tight voice, "I didn't like the taste, it will take some getting used to. Like I guess you have got used to it. I didn't like the taste at all. It was gross." She chuckled at Thomas' statement and blushed. "I know the feeling," she admitted. "And some girls like the taste. I don't. But you will get used to it. How do you feel about your husband?" Maggy asked him. "Uh Yes, I love him very much," Thomas said to her. Maggie had to admit, it was very convincing. "She couldn't wait to give me a blowjob," The Duke replied. "She was so aroused that she nearly ripped my pants to get at me. She told me that she wants to totally submit herself to me in the proper tradition." Thomas knew what that meant when Maggie smiled, "What? Do you mean the Three Nights? No one does that anymore and no woman would consider it. We consider it too demeaning and sexist. Are you sure you want to do that Isabella?" "Yes," He said confidently. She looked at Thomas and smiled, "Wow. You must really love him a lot to do the Three Nights of Consummation. No woman has done that in years. Most women would think it is demeaning. Most certainly, no man would put himself through such a demeaning feminine ritual. I can't imagine any man with self respect as a man doing it. You must really love him." She had a knowing smile on her face. "First, I am not a man," Said Thomas. "I will do the Three Nights of Consummation for my husband. I love him that much. But, no man would willing do it, and many women also feel it is very demeaning. But I have chosen to honor him." "That is great. A few men were put through it and I saw how painful and humiliating it was for them. But, many women feel the same way about it. I am glad you are accepting your place as a woman. I am Maggie Thomson. I am in charge of a popular women's charity. I wish you a long and blissful marriage," she said. Thomas politely nodded, "Thank you for your kindness." He knew all about her and her relations to the elites in society. He smiled softly. "I hope you do well with your charity. I will arrange a large donation to help you. Just don't tell Alice. I know how you hate her." She smirked, "Alice is annoying. I hope you and your husband have a very exciting night together. From the way you look, I can see you two started your intimacy early. You have my best wishes!" Maggie said as she put a finger against the first dark spot on Thomas' neck and smirked knowingly. Thomas' face blushed bright red in embarrassment. She smirked, knowing what that meant. "Isabella, swallow faster next time. Don't let so much get on your face. You look like a bimbo. It takes time to learn how to do it right. I am sure your husband will give you a lot of practice using your mouth." She smiled. He smiled back, "You must be speaking from personal experience, Maggie. Thanks for the advice." Thomas smirked as he walked away. Her smile faltered as Thomas walked away in the arms of his husband. Isabella had managed to turn her slight insult around on her. Whether Isabella was a man or a woman, she had a sharp intellect that deserved some respect. She told herself that she needed to remember that. Maggie, who seemed to be leading this reception said, "It is now time for the first husband and wife dance." Thomas let his husband lead him to the center of the floor. The Duke held up his hand and said to the room, "First, my wife and I would like to make an announcement. My wife has insisted and agreed to observe and consummate the marriage in the old ritual of the Three Nights of Consummation. She told me she wanted to show me her affection and submission as a wife. I will let her tell you all herself." Thomas looked at everyone. They seemed shocked, some of them were very amused. He said in a very feminine voice, "I wanted to prove my devotion and love for my husband in the most extreme manner. I have also agreed to transition into the woman I was meant to be. In return, I am very eager to show my husband my devotion to him. That is how much I love him." Thomas was very humiliated to announce it and the shocked and amazed look of everyone else told him what he needed to know. Many of the women looked at him with disbelief and some smirked. They guessed he had no idea what he was getting into. He tightly embraced the Duke and they danced. Thomas hated this very intimate dance with his husband. He was disgusted by how the Duke clung tightly to him as they danced. This intimate embrace made him uncomfortable. He was revolted by the Dukes continually kissing and licking his neck. Thomas hated the continuous pinching and rubbing of his butt. He was humiliated by how he felt the Duke's manhood harden under his pants and press against him. Thomas told himself that he had better get used to that manhood being used on him in various ways. Thomas clung possessively to his new husband as they were dancing. He couldn't help but overhearing the humiliating comments that were being made about his new lifestyle as a beautiful, feminized man and accepting his transition. He heard comments about how beautiful and feminine he was next to his husband. Their first formal dance together ended and Thomas was relieved. Then all of the other couples took the floor and began dancing. His sister was dancing with her boyfriend and his mother danced with her new girlfriend. He knew his mother loved this other woman so much. He was saddened when he found out his step father was horribly abusive to Suzanne. She had changed her life a great deal after his father's passing. She explained to him that she never had a sexual attraction to men. His father was very abusive and controlling toward women. He abused and used her. She hated how he forced sex on her any time he desired. She had not wanted to marry him. Her family had many debts they were unable to pay. Her family was going to lose everything. Creditors had threatened to seize her family's home and evict them. Craig offered to marry her and settle her family's debts. Her family agreed with the marriage proposal. Fortunately, Thomas' homeland had laws about arranged marriages. His sister strictly outlawed all contracted marriages and she disolved them all upon taking the crown. Husbands in such marriages were punished. It was great, but this nation did not follow that and kept allowing contracted and forced marriages. They only changed the law to allow it to happen to men like Martin. He thought about Suzanne again. His mother had received a massive sum from his step father's passing and they made out very well. She inherited much of the assets and Thomas received a great sum also. He loved his step mother and wished her well even if she seemed to resent him. The money from this marriage would help her with the debts she was in. She had a lot of assets that she had to pay for now. So she could afford to retain the assets of his father. She seemed to want what Craig gave to him in the will. He put some of his money in a federal reserve in the United States. The United States had very strict laws about human trafficking. Money from human trafficking was seized by federal officials there. No one would touch his money. Even through spouses had access to each other's money there, the Duke would find he couldn't withdraw from his account. The United States would not recognize this marriage as legal. So the Duke would have no access to Thomas' account in the United States. His mother would also be unable to access his money. The rest of his money was safe in Castile. Thomas could not wait to see their reaction to it all. Only one who had access to it, was him. Thomas smiled. The dancing portion was over and the guests headed toward the tables. Thomas sat at the table beside his husband as servants poured drinks. Katherine was sitting beside Thomas with a huge knowing smirk stuck on her face. He knew what it was all about and he was dreading this. But he also knew that Katherine had to do this, he smiled lovingly at her and nodded. Letting her know that he knew she had to do this, and he would not hold it against her. Thomas loved Katherine. Katherine reached into her purse and pulled out a very large vial of fluid. She looked distraught as she offered it to Thomas. His husband the Duke looked sideways at him, expecting him to accept the large vial of sickening white thick fluid. He knew it full of Jose's semen. Thomas reached over and accepted the large vial of semen from Katherine. She frowned and whispered, "I really hate doing this. I know it is more customary for the husband to offer the vial or the bride's mother to do it. But Jose insisted that I do it. I wanted to refuse, but Suzanne and Jose insisted. You have to drink it or I will have to make you do it, Thomas. So please don't make this difficult." She could not erase the sad frown on her face. He swore he saw a tear in Katherine's eyes. Katherine kept her hand on the vial and took the top off for Thomas. He steeled himself and prepared for this disgusting experience. The guests saw his hickey Katherine also saw it and her eyes flashed in anger, and she made a comment about the dried semen on his face and lips. She thought this was very disgusting. Then she pushed the vial of semen up to Thomas' lips. He knew he had little choice in this. Thomas opened his mouth to accept it. Katherine tipped his head back and emptied the vial of sickening pungent and bitter semen into his open mouth. Katherine was upset, but she smirked knowing that Thomas was going to make them all pay. Thomas sputtered at the disgusting taste as the contents of the vial poured into his mouth and down his throat. He choked and gagged as the vial was emptied into his open mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could to avoid the taste. But it did no good, he coated his tongue and into his mouth as he swallowed. It was a lot of semen. There must be half of a pound of his semen in that vial. It seemed as if it would ever reach the end. But it finally did and he felt sick and full by the time the contents of the vial was empty. He sat there gagging and retching at the taste as the women laughed at his humiliation. Katherine looked very upset now. He was still disgusted and trying to control his choking. Katherine smiled at him, knowing this was required. "I offer our first toast for my brother on his wedding. He drank the vial of his husband's semen. I wish them a long and happy marriage. From the looks at my brother's face, it looks like they started their intimacy very early." Everyone laughed. Katherine had to keep up the public image of being a bitch to him. Thomas knew that Katherine really cared about him and hated doing this. Then his mother spoke, "I wanted to be the first to congratulate the Bride. The bride is my son and I am the Bride's mother. Isn't she so beautiful? I always knew my son would make a beautiful woman. I never thought I would see my son as the bride in a wedding to a man. What a shock it all is to me. My son's dream is coming true. It is so beautiful. I am proud of you Isabella. She is so beautiful and graceful. "There were times that I have suspected that my son was a transsexual. He enjoyed playing with his sister and wearing her clothes a lot and she didn't seem to care that much. Thomas used to go out with his sister and her friends as one of the girls. It was very embarrassing to me as his mother. He continued to dress as a girl and play with his sisters friends. I was very shocked when Isabella told me of her relationship with the Duke in this country and how she loved him. I never suspected that my son was gay. My son had girlfriends and seemed to be attracted to women. "My son explained how he had fallen in love with a Duke. He explained how he was going to have to dress as a woman for the Dukes desire. My son told me how much he was devoted to the Duke that he was going to begin dressing and living full time as a woman, for the Duke's pleasure. He explained that he was not transsexual, he wasn't changing into a woman. It was just dressing and acting as a woman. He just wanted to be womanly for the Duke. My son told me that it would settle all of the debts we owed and make himself a beautiful woman for the Duke. My son wanted to make the Duke happy. He also wanted to prove he was worthy of such a powerful man and his desire. He explained the laws in the nation the Duke lived in and asked me to make a legal arranged marriage for him. He also asked me to find a woman who would help feminize him. I met the Duke and arranged the formal papers for the nation. I had attorneys draw up the contract and we signed the marriage license for him. I arranged the required number of signatures to make it legally binding. I met Leanne and she explained to me what she was into and her experience at such things. Leanne told me that she would be happy to make him the most beautiful bride ever. I wish you well in your marriage to the Duke. I am proud of you, Isabelle. I hope your transition to womanhood goes well." They were all smiling Suzanne clearly didn't like it at all. She knew most of what she was was only a half truth. The dressing and going out with his sister and her friends as one of the girls was all true. Meeting the Duke wasn't. Most of them believed her. Most of the guests now believed that he wanted to be a girl and feel in love with the Duke. Thomas smiled at Suzanne for this. He knew it was important to keep up this image. He hoped they would have a good story to tell. The guests approved and lifted their glasses for her. Thomas saw his sister stand up with her glass. He knew that this could be humiliating, but it had to be done. He gave her a warm reassuring smile showing that he would support her and never hold this against her. He understood the need and she knew who he really was anyway. "Hello everyone," Said his sister. "I am Katherine. My brother is the Bride." She smirked at him show her public image as a bitch. "We know that Thomas is my step brother and was adopted at around sixteen. I saw how extremely feminine he was when he came into our family. He was fascinated by girls appearances and now we acted. He liked to dress in my clothes and I told him it was okay." His took a serious interest in how girls acted, how we dressed and shoes and styles. It wasn't in an average boyish way where guys pay attention to girl's sexual features and our sexiness. It was much different. My brother was watching how we moved and interacted with others. He watched how we dress and asked me why. He came to me and started asking me a lot of questions about a girl's behavior and why we dress and want to look a certain way. He also asked many strange questions about our bodies. He wanted to know how we interact with boys and what we think is attractive. These were questions that no boy would or should want to know. It was very weird but I accepted it. I had a feminine brother. "Then he asked me to dress him as a girl. He wanted to be a totally convincing girl and pass with other girls our age. How is a sister supposed to handle that request from her brother? We discussed it and I did it for him. He looked like any girl. He was small for his age and had very feminine features. He asked me to accept him as a girl. He spent the entire day with me as a girl. We hung out, we went to our friends and I watched as he got along with them and interacted with my friends as any girl. They accepted him. "Only one of my friends actually knew that girl was my brother. The others didn't know. I watched as his behavior and mannerisms got to be much more feminine. He watched girls and struggled with his own sexuality. My brother became more accomplished as a girl. It was so cute and troubling. He just liked being a girl. "Then this year, he gathered me, my mother, and father together. He announced the he had fallen in love with a very powerful man who promised to take care of him. One of the conditions was that he had to be feminized and that the man would help him with his transition to full womanhood. He would transition to female as a male to female transsexual. My brother explained that this was what he wanted. It was going to be an arranged marriage and once it was done, he would no longer have any choices in his life. "He explained that the Duke demanded this and this was what he wanted. We discussed it and we agreed and signed the forms. This is so strange now, here is my brother, dressed as the most beautiful bride in a gown I will never be able to afford. There is no way that I will surrender to a man the way my sweet brother has. I am happy for you, Isabella. I guess now you are my sister. It's so sweet and I hope you and your husband have a long life together. It is clear you love him with all of your heart." Thomas hoped that a hole would form under him and swallow him. He felt utterly humiliated after his sister's speech. But he had to admit that it was good and a lot of what she was was totally true. It was just humiliating. Katherine did a good job and he silently nodded to her in approval. Thomas stood up. He did like this gown and felt like a beautiful bride as he stood up. He had the look of a beautiful woman on her wedding day. His white lace floral gown hung just below his knees. The top plunged down between his breasts showing much more cleavage than any other woman there. The cups stuck out further than most women. Floral lace covered the cups of the dress. Thomas felt beautiful and very elegant. Thomas was determined to make sure this worked out the way he intended. Part of it was his transition to womanhood. It was vital. He looked at everyone at the large table and said, "I thank you for all of your kind words. My mother and sister have just told you all of the secrets that I had wished had stayed concealed. I didn't want my weird teenage years to become public. My beloved, caring step sister has kept me from embarrassing myself at school more than a few times. "I just want to set things right. My sister and mother told you a lot about what they think of my lifestyle and who I am. I have hidden my true self and I suspect Katherine really knows. I have tried to live as a man and failed. I was unable keep steady girlfriends because I was too much like them. A girl usually finds it very awkward and uncomfortable if her boyfriend emulates her too much. Girls left me when it when if became too weird. A girl really hates it when her date dresses prettier than she did for a date. The guests laughed at that. Thomas continued. "The truth is that I am really a woman inside. My family does not know it and my father refused to approve of it. But I am in truth, a transgender male to female and my beloved husband has agreed to help me with my transition to womanhood. He is a blessing and I am so happy he has agreed to marry me. I have lived in this coutnry with my new family for about two years. I heard you have just legalized gay marriages and a court battle was being fought to extend the arrange marriage laws to include spouses in same sex marriages. "I heard of a man that was named Martin living full time as a woman for his husband, legalized and accepted by society to a degree even New York would have a problem with. I researched the laws and that male bride before me. I admit that I really believed what happened to that young man was an atrocity. It is very difficult for him to accept the conditions he was forced into. He wasn't a man like me and didn't want to be feminine. I will make a very beautiful bride for my husband. I hope I can be all the woman he deserves. I love him so much. But I won't remain a male bride for long. I am going to transition to a woman with my husband's help." Thomas kissed the Duke full on the mouth. Then he said. "I will prove my love for him. I proved it a little this afternoon on the ride here. My lust gets the best of me at times and I can't control myself. I had to give him a blowjob. It was wonderful, Jose, and I promise to give you many more. All a man like you deserves! I will prove myself fully with my complete submission during the Three Nights of Consummation." Katherine had long suspected her adopted brother, Thomas, was really transgender and desired to become a woman above most other things. But she never suspected he would boldly announce it here in front of these people. But Katherine could also see that he hated the Duke. She also hated that man. This announcement confused her. There had to be something behind it. Why would he want to push the Duke into forcing him into a transition? If this is what he wanted, he could have done it on his own. But his homeland would probably reject him then. Castile was deeply catholic. Katherine had to ask, "Thomas, I mean Isabella." She smirked as she said Isabella. "Is this for real? You have announced that you intend to transition to become a woman. Are you really doing this?" Thomas looked at her and smiled. "Yes, indeed. This is no joke. I am really going to become a woman." "Is Jose forcing you or pressuring you?" Katherine asked. "No. I know he wants to marry a woman. He hasn't forced me into this decision. Sister, you know our past and how effortlessly I blended in with your friends when we were young. How they all accepted me as one of the girls. They almost forgot I was a biological male beneath it all. You had to know this was coming. I am submitting to him in return for his help in this. And he will give me what I want in return." Thomas smiled affectionately. Then he got everyone's attention when he added, "Something that Leanne told me earlier during my transformation into a male bride stuck with me. She said that in an arranged marriage, the bride not only gains an unwanted husband but she loses all forms of self-determination and expression. That's rather sad and sick that a modern nation like this can accept such a cruel medieval tradition. But I would like to add that that principle does not only apply to brides in arranged marriages. It can also apply to nations. A nation can lose its self-determination in a unification with a larger more powerful country. As this corrupt country of Aragon will find out. Don't forget my warning at the wedding." The way he said that and the cruel expression on his face sent ice rushing down everyone's back. Now Katherine started to understand. Her brother was very manipulative and intelligent. She understood why he wanted the Duke to force him into it. She smiled in return. The speeches were done. Thomas cut the wedding cake and served it. He admitted that it tasted very good. Thomas could not stop thinking of everything his sister said. He loved Katherine and he loved his adopted family so much. But he knew what was coming and he hoped Suzanne and Katherine would leave before it was too late. He knew his real sister would be coming. When Else came, it would be too late and Aragon was going to suffer. Everyone involved in this would suffer her wrath. Castile would be coming. They finished the meal, the cake, and everything was set. The Duke took Thomas back to the limo. Thomas was seated and the Duke sat beside him as the limo pulled away. Thomas sat there, trying to remain calm as the Duke kissed and rubbed his body. He knew that the wedding night was coming and what that would mean. He was the woman and he had a husband. He was the bride and he had a man expecting him to submit himself as a woman. He always wanted to be a beautiful stunning bride on his wedding day, just not like this. The Dukes hard sucking was bringing up an ugly purple spot on his neck. It was a very humiliating, visible hickey. His husband obviously wanted their intimacy to be visible for everyone. He wanted to humiliate Thomas. Thomas said as the Duke was sucking on his neck, "I know you want me to be your wife. I will do my part in this and I hope you will fulfill your part and help me become the woman I was meant to be. I will serve you much better as an actual woman." The duke smiled a loving affectionate smile, "I will be happy to help you transition to womanhood, Isabella. You are so beautiful already. You will become a beautiful wife." Then he kissed Thomas full on the mouth as Thomas gagged. He hated being kissed this way by another man. It was so gross. The limousine stopped at the front gate of the estate. The gate opened and they pulled up to the manor as the gate closed behind them. The Duke lifted him out of the car and draped Thomas over his shoulder. Thomas was silent as he was carried into the front door. The Duke set him down on his feet when they reached the door. "I will see you later tonight. Leanne is expecting you. I know what you said about submitting to me, and if things work out. We will see if tonight can go smoothly or if we have to use other means." The Duke walked away leaving Thomas alone. Thomas walked down a large elaborately adorned hall into a very large room. He felt very uncomfortable with his heels making a very loud audible tap as he walked. He assumed this was the main meeting room of the Manor. There were large sofas arranged along the wall. He saw a large desk and most of the space was open. The room was large and domed. This must be the drawing room. Where was Leanne and her preparation room at? He saw some of the women he assumed was the cleaning staff. They looked too stuffy and formal for him. Obviously wearing more Victorian conservative outfits. He wished they were something less formal. They might appreciate it too. Thomas figured that was what he would do when he was given some authority over the manor. He walked around for a while until he saw Leanne's room. It was all what he expected and she had not noticed him yet. The room was arranged like a chamber to trap him in. She had her vanity arranged with all of her cosmetics, hairspray and other items she would have to use on him. There was a hair washing station and a commercial dryer. He was despaired to see her special restraint chair there waiting for him. She obviously had it transported here just for him. He approached her and smiled his sinister smile and saw the fear in Leanne's eyes. "I am glad to see you are here and went through the trouble to have your favorite chair transported here too. I assure you that it will not be required for me. But I may require the straps for you. How ever, Are its time to get started. Prepare me for tonight, Leanne," Thomas commanded her. She really hated this mans arrogance but she now knew there was little she could do about it. He clearly knew he was in charge and there was little she could do about his power he wielded. Leanne simply nodded and started doing her job. She silently cursed the Duke for doing something this stupid. And then putting her right in the center of it all.