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Princess of Castile By Jennifer Reed Chapter 5: The wedding night 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 opened, and Thomas saw the shadow of a massive man looming in the doorway. The man walked in with a brilliant scarlet bathrobe embroider with his family crest. The man was Thomas's husband, the Duke. He moved in behind Thomas and embraced him from behind saying, "You look stunning tonight, my princess." The Duke stood to Thomas's side as he carefully appraised the young bound man at the end of his bed. "You are such a beautiful woman." The Duke moved closer to Thomas and began sensually caressing Thomas's false breasts. Thomas felt very uncomfortable standing there in his lingerie with the Duke's hand massaging his breasts. Thomas felt fear rush through him. He knew the Duke was about to force him to have sex. Thomas knew this was the plan all along and he had to go through with it. Thomas was still totally repulsed by the disgusting Duke and had no desire to have sex with the man. But the Duke was going to do it anyway. The Duke had decided to trap Thomas, consummate the marriage and humiliate and demean Thomas as much as possible. Thomas knew what was about to happen, so for appearances sake, Thomas decided to plea. Thomas knew it was no use, and that was okay. It was the plan. The Duke needed to see Thomas as a helpless victim. At least for now. Standing there in women's lingerie, hands, and feet bond with another horny man's hand squeezing his breasts, any waste of time was good. He turned and tried to look serious. His beautifully made up face only looked exotic and enticing. His long false eyelashes and exotic eyeshadow only made the hard look in his eyes look soft and very inviting. He could feel Jose's breath on the back of his neck. Thomas silently cursed. "Duke, Jose, will you please try to listen to me tonight before we start. I have something I need to tell you." The Duke didn't really stop. He did give his attention to Thomas. Standing beside him, he faced Thomas while his hand made its way underneath the breast form and was now directly squeezing and pinching Thomas's breasts. "Sure, my princess, what do you want to tell me before we begin making sweet love?" He wished the Duke would stop squeezing his breasts, but he knew the Duke fully intended to have sex with him. Thomas could not stop it, it had to happen whether Thomas liked it or not. "I know that no matter what I say or how I feel doesn't matter. You fully intend to force sex on me tonight regardless of my feelings. That is how things are done in this country. Just like the Late Baron Vargos, Del La Vega and the rest, that just enslaved and violated men against their will. You are like them, just the same. I am unable to stop anything you will do with me tonight. I just want to tell you I don't want to be your wife. Please listen to me, Jose. I may accept that I am female, and this is the life I want. Thanks for giving it to me, but I have no desire to be trapped in an unwanted marriage with a man I barely know. If you do this, I will hate you," Thomas yelled, he knew he had the Duke's attention even if he continued to fondle Thomas's chest and kiss him. The Duke stopped for a second and gave Thomas his full attention and said softly, "I am not like those brutal men you named. Their brutality has made them infamous and reviled. The late Baron Vargos was a cruel and brutal man who had no affection to the man he forced into marrying. It is very clear he simply wanted a slave to punish and for some reason he hated Martin with a passion. It was a marriage designed to crush and destroy Martin. I have no desire to punish you, Isabella and I will never let anyone harm you. No one will inflict any sort of pain on you to make you comply. I want your true love. Isabella, I love you, and this is real." The Duke gave Isabella a forceful full kiss on the mouth. The Duke very tightly gripped Thomas's face and turned Thomas's face around and deeply kissed the young man. Thomas struggled with the Duke's tongue slithering deep in his mouth. The Duke was a forceful and repulsive man. Thomas did not fight it at all. He had to follow the plan. The Duke released Thomas's face, but continued messaging Thomas's breasts. He said, "My love Isabelle. I know this is difficult. I believe you will adapt and love me as a wife should. You have your desire to be a woman. In time you will see this is your place and I will give you everything you desire. You look so feminine and lovely. I truly love you." Thomas just glared at him and said, "I fear you. I said what I wanted, do what you want now. I hope you let me go and forget this. I know you wont, I gave you a chance at the wedding to call it off. You know what I said and it is no bluff, but I know you don't understand." He knew the Duke would not let him go. The Duke kissed him again as Thomas grimaced in revulsion gagging at the man's tongue, invading his mouth. "My love, you are my wife now. Why would I want to let you go, why would you want to leave me? I love you more than anything in the world." The Duke was pinching Thomas's nipples like he would squeeze and fondle a woman's breast. "Why, so you can be a nice guy and not entrap and force a woman into an unwanted marriage. Give her dignity and freedom so you can be a nice, respectful guy." Thomas looked at the Duke, who was still squeezing his nipple. Then he laughed. "We both know you have no intention of doing that. You don't care how this will affect me. That's simply the kind of man you are." The Duke's hand was under his bra and breast forms squeezing and playing with Thomas's soft, underdeveloped breasts and nipples. He nuzzled Thomas's neck loving and caressing the young man's body. The Duke moaned and said, "I love you so much. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!" Thomas knew that the Duke knew he was really a woman now. There was little question of that, the Duke knew. But he still knew he was a man. Thomas decided to ask, "I know that you know I am really a woman inside. But wht if that wasn't true, what if I was really a man and had no desire to be a woman. Would you still do this to me?" The Duke shook his head as he caressed Thomas. "No I would not subject a straight man to this. But if you were a man you would fight this more. And you would have have gone through the effort of feminizing your body like you did, Thomas. You are a woman that I want." Thomas knew this was going to be a horrible question. But he still had to know, and Thomas asked, "If you wanted a woman to love, then why didn't you choose a natural born female to marry instead of a man that was in transition to womanhood?" Thomas was glad that the Duke didn't find a woman to do this too. He would rather suffer this indignity than some helpless woman that had no way to fight this. "Because, I wanted you," the Duke replied. "You are as beautiful as any natural CIS female. You only need to be loved and supported. I will help you transition to the woman you were always meant to be and I know you will love it. You will be my woman." So that was it, the Duke was under the delusion that he could capture a trans woman, show her affection and help her with her transition and she would be so thankful she would fall madly in love with him. It was so ridiculous that Thomas felt like laughing. But Thomas felt rage as he was being kissed by the horny vile Duke. That the Duke could do this so someone and it was just accepted as normal. How many men and women suffered this fate before. That he could be made this helpless before this disgusting assault. He was bound and restrained with straps, helpless to do anything, but allow this man to continue kissing him. "I am not your woman," Snarled Thomas. Then he got a tongue in his mouth again that made him gag. The kiss was forceful, and he knew his lips were going to be bruised from the force of the kiss. He choked and gagged in disgust. The Duke really didn't know what real loving affection was. He was really not all that different from the late Baron at all. The Duke pulled back and said, "Yes, you are my woman Isabella. My woman forever. I love you, my sweet!" He cringed as the Duke began to squeeze and play with his breasts. "Did you receive your enema?" "Yes," Thomas wept. "Please don't do this." "I have to show my love to you, princess. It's required. Were you lubricated by your handmaiden?" "Yes, she did, you scum. I hate you!" Thomas hissed. "I hate you for this, and I will always hate you!" The Duke stood back as Thomas said that. The way he said it bothered the Duke. It wasn't a shout of outrage. There was no white-hot rage. It was said in an icy calm manner. The Duke suspected it was all true. There was a lot that really bothered the Duke about this. Thomas seemed very calm and able to articulate his thoughts even under this sort of stress. He knew he would overcome Thomas. Thomas would become a suitable wife. It would not be easy, but the Duke has never failed. He would not start failing now. The Duke said, "You don't hate me. In time you will love me. I will make you beautiful. You will become the woman you were meant to be. Then you will have expensive jewels all over. The women will envy how rich and powerful your husband is. They will envy your beauty. You will see, my love. Thomas refused to respond anymore. He would be silent for the rest of the night, no matter what the Duke did. He would probably scream when he was penetrated and make involuntary sex noises, but that would be it. The Duke was going to know how Thomas felt about being his wife. This was the plan and he had to do it. So he would do it, then he would pay for it. The Duke squeezed Thomas's face and twisted his head to face him as he kissed the young man. His tongue slithered into his mouth again as he caressed the feminized man's body. Then the Duke bent lower and pressed his lips against Thomas's exposed neck and began sucking very hard. Thomas knew this part was coming. He was receiving another hickey to publicly signify that his husband had sex with him again. He silently accepted it as the Duke grabbed his hair tightly to lift his head up to expose his neck. Thomas felt the Duke's lips upon his neck, sucking. It was painful as he sucked and created another dark spot on his neck. Everyone who saw him would see it. It was totally humiliating. Thomas held his position allowing his husband to give him his next consummation hickey. It was gross, and he cried, "Owww," when the Duke pulled his hair too hard. Thomas endured the Duke's foreplay for around another hour. The Duke spent a lot of time pinching and rolling his nipple with the Duke's tongue in his mouth. He stood silently and passive as the Duke was deeply kissing him while playing and pulling his nipple. The Duke stopped and lightly slapped Thomas. That jolted Thomas, and he cried out in anger. The Duke said angrily, "Isabella. This is our wedding night. Our night of seeding. I want you to feel your passion. Give me your womanly passion and love. When I am kissing you, kiss me back. Moan and move like an aroused woman." Thomas glared at the man who still had his hand moving and pinching him beneath his bra cup. He had Thomas in a tight embrace. "How can I give you any passion you slime? I can't even move, you had your guards tie my hands and feet to your bed. Do anything you want to me, I can't stop you, but I won't give you any passion that I don't have. I hate you!" The Duke's answer to that was a more vicious slap that rocked Thomas's head to the side, and the impact resounded across the room. Thomas cried out in pain as lights flashed in his head from the impact. Awwww. Thomas sniffled. The Duke said louder and more dominant. "Yes, you will give me your feminine passion now. Tell me how much you love me and want to feel my cock inside you." Thomas just glared back at the Duke. "I thought you would not give me pain. You said you were a gentle man, not like that cruel Baron Vargos. But you are just like him. No, I won't give you my affection and you cant use pain to force me to." He received another slap that rocked his face. He cried out. Tears flowing from being struck so hard. "Tell me you love me and be a woman for me tonight. Tell me how you want to fill my hard cock pounding inside you." Tears were flowing down his face. "No, I won't. I will never do that. I am a woman being forced into this, and I feel no love for you. All I feel is violation. I don't want to feel you inside me. I hate you. Do what you will, but I won't cooperate with you." Thomas received a series of very powerful vicious strikes. His face rocked back and forth from repeated slaps. Thomas cried out and cried out louder when the Duke reached down and gripped his scrotum in an incredible grip that felt like a vise. "Tell me you will give me your womanly passion tonight during our love making." "Never!" Owww. "I will not surrender, you scum. Do whatever you want." "If you do not agree to submit and give me your feminine passion as I am giving you mine, I will instruct Leanne to do her worst. She will have you given a very rough testicle massage, and a knob polishing by a dominatrix. That is, she will have a woman rub your penis head with a bristle brush while other women squeeze and grip your testicles hard." That sounded painful. "I didnt think you were serious about not letting anyone hurt me." Thomas said, still feeling the painful grip on his balls. "I have experienced far worse. Much much worse than that, and I did not break. When you progress to electrocution, beatings, broken bones, and cutting my skin off, then we can talk about my submitting. But I still never gave in to them, and they all died." Thomas looked as if he thought the Duke would really do that. Thomas's short life had already been full of pain and torture. His life had taught him to trust very few people's intentions and expect the worst. He knew what to expect here. He expected nothing but pain and suffering from this man who had proven himself a brutal monster in little less than a day. Some of the scars The Duke saw on Thomas's arms and chest made more sense now. "Isabella, I love you, and I need to feel your desire. I love you," the Duke said in a more pleading voice. "I would never do that to my wife. What kind of man do you think I am? I have looked into your past, and there is no such indication of any type of torture you describe." "I know what Kind of man you are," Thomas scoffed. He lifted one of his bound hands up, showing the straps on his wrist, restraining him to the bedrails. "You are just like that Baron. You are the kind of man to have someone strapped this way to your bed so they can't resist when you have sex with them." He knew these type of men very well. They say they will love the woman they beat every night. Those type of vicious men does not know what real love is. They never experienced it in their life. They are clueless. Their love is more like ownership and possession, and they expect their possession to be thankful for what they do, and to obey them. When their possessions rebel, or displease them, the result is pain. The men will still insist they love the woman and want her to be respectful. They don't know what love is and don't feel love. They feel a darker, more possessive feeling over the woman, but it isn't love. Love is when you are willing to sacrifice your pleasure to please her. There was a lot that was hidden behind many classified files, in such places the Duke could not reach. The Duke's power didn't reach that far. His power didn't extend past the borders of his own nation, and Thomas was not from here. He seemed oblivious to that fact. So Thomas asked, "Jose, if you looked into my past. How far does it go back? Where was I born?" He looked at Thomas, "You were born in Spain. The earliest records was when you were around sixteen, with your step father, Craig adopted you. He admitted you to school in Aragon." Thomas laughed. "You know nothing of my life earlier than sixteen. Do you think I was born sixteen? Why were there no records before that? Do you not even know my birth date?" "I don't know," admitted the Duke. "It is odd, but there are many reasons. I will figure it out." Thomas smirked. "No, you won't figure it out. There is a reason my past is so hidden. Those records are sealed by people with a lot of power. Don't ask me; I won't tell you anything until you are ready to hear it. If you are going to abuse me, then you will get nothing." The Duke was silent for a moment. It was now clear there were powers much higher that had an interest in sealing this young man's past. Even he couldn't access it. Whatever it was, it was something very dark. It had inflicted a lot of pain on this young man. The scars he saw on Thomas's body made more sense now. Much more pain than he could legally inflict on Thomas. He could inflict discipline, testicle massages, and brushing. Few other things, but if it ever came out that the Duke had inflicted outright torture on his wife. A judge and police would have a lot to say about it. If Thomas had the ability to take that much pain and still be defiant, there was little else the Duke could do. It would be fun hearing about how he would resist Leanne. The Duke didn't like her all that much. Thomas decided to reveal a little more to the man that was holding him. He looked up into the Duke's eyes and asked, "I will show you some of my past if you release me from these bonds. I will show you something." The Duke agreed, and unstrapped Thomas's bonds and released his arms and legs and stood back. Thomas slid one of his white fingerless lace gloves off and turned his wrist up, exposing his bare wrist to the Duke, showing the stunned Duke the last thing he ever expected to see. On the inside of Thomas's wrists was a tattoo catholic cross, and a series of letters and numbers. It was very clear now. This could be a trick, but the marks on his arms and body showed clear evidence of torture. Things he had dismissed before as self-inflicted. Thomas had been a resident of a rebel concentration camp for catholic prisoners. He was part of the efforts to exterminate the catholic population during the civil war in Castile. The Duke was very pissed off and turned to leave the room and call one of his guards. A man came up expecting trouble when the Duke said angrily, "Find Leanne and bring her here at once! "Yes, your grace," the man said and left. He returned a few minutes later with a reluctant and afraid Leanne. The Duke stormed up to her, gripped her arm and pulled her to a free Thomas. He demanded in a heated tone, gripping Thomas's arm and showing her the signs. "You saw Thomas nude. How could you miss these numbers? And these marks on his body. Do you have any idea what this means?" She absently shook her head. She knew about the scars on his body. They had a long talk about that, but she missed the numbers on his wrist and had little idea what that meant. But she was afraid of Thomas, she knew about him. "No, I assumed they meant nothing." Leanne was clueless. The Duke said, "It means this whole thing was a mistake. There is no hope of us breaking Thomas. He has been through more than we can ever imagine in our darkest thoughts. These numbers mean Thomas was a prisoner in a catholic extermination camp. He was tortured by them and if he endured that, what hope do we have of breaking him. You should have shown me these things, Leanne. You have failed me!" Leanne felt hurt. She knew that this was a mistake, and knew the Duke was facing more trouble than he ever imagined and this was just the beginning. She had no idea what to say now. The Duke was right, but she had no idea what those marks meant. Thomas still had his secrets and this needed to proceed according to plan. Thomas said out loud. "You have gone through all of this effort Duke. And made me your wife, and you may as well carry it out. Just respect me more. You wanted me, after all, and promised to make me into a woman. Don't let me down? Just be aware that force and intimidation will get you nowhere. I endured much more than you can ever imagine." The Duke dismissed Leanne and said they would talk tomorrow, and then he turned to Thomas and asked, "So what do you want? I am desperate and will give you anything." "Power," said Thomas. "Give me control over the household and Leanne, for starters. I will ask for more later. I am in charge of Leanne and make me a real woman. The Duke seemed pleased. "I agree. I will put you in charge of the entire household. You are in charge of Leanne and her feminization of you. She will follow your commands unless I have some specific request when I will inform you of. Think about this, our agreement, and what you want from me after the consummation period. As your husband, I can give you a lot. It can be a very good marriage. I will give you anything you desire. I need your desire too. I will help you heal from what you suffered." The thing that bothered the Duke the most was the way Thomas was looking at him. It bothered him since he first met the young woman. He didn't see it at first, but now that look made sense. Thomas saw the Duke and his helpers in the way he saw his torturers at the camp. The Duke didn't like that one bit. He looked at Thomas and asked sincerely, "Do you want to remain with me? I will allow you to dissolve this marriage and leave if you seriously want to. Usually, the dowery must be paid back to the Groom if the marriage is dissolved, but I will forget everything and let you return to your life if you wish, Thomas." That got an even worse hateful look. Oh, now the Duke will let him go when he abused Thomas before and had no intention of letting Thomas leave. Now he finds out that Thomas had a very dark past, and now he has sympathy for Thomas and will let him leave. He wasn't sure if he believed this man one bit. He sounded sincere, but he arranged this on Thomas and abused him. Then he abused many other women with no concern for their feelings. The Duke wasn't really trustworthy. Anyway, he had to remain with the Duke. He had his plan and his orders. This had to happen, and Thomas said, "That's very kind of you Jose, but I have to stay with you. You agreed to help me become a woman, and I may as well remain your wife. Just treat me better and help me help the others." "The others," replied the Duke in a confused tone. "Yes Others," snapped Thomas in an angry tone. "There are many other women suffering in unwanted marriages where they are forced. They have no futures. Everything they were was taken away from them. They lost all rights in the arrangements that no one asked them about. And unlike me here, their husbands never found their conscious or heart and don't care. They need help. Help me help them. And I strongly suspect that another man will be suffering this life shortly." The Duke nodded. "Okay, I agree with you now. What's happening is an atrocity. I will help you with freeing those imprisoned women and the men who will be placed in marriages against their wishes." "The nobility of this country has become sadistic, sick, perverted, and cruel. They deserve the storm that is coming their way. They have allowed the country to become corrupt and cruel. It has now become a haven for human traffickers like the late George Hastings," Thomas told him. "We need to help all of the imprisoned people on this cruel island nation. But what made you suddenly care so much after the things you have done, Jose." That look again. It really hurt the Duke to receive that harsh look that he knew associated him with those that had imprisoned and tortured Thomas in his past. "I love you, Thomas, and I want to be worthy of your respect even if you can't love me. I see how I have done wrong. All of those women will be compensated very well for what happened, when I found out what happened to you and how you saw me. That hurt me very deeply. I don't want to be associated with sadistic torturers of your past." He knew that's how Thomas viewed him, and the people involved. It didn't help that most of their excuses for the things they did amounted to, "I am only doing as I am ordered." That excuse has been used by so many people in the past. Thomas saw through it and associated them with his torturers that used the same excuse. Thomas laughed. "You don't, but you are, and your behavior did that. Maybe if you work hard with me, that image can change, but it will take a lot of effort on your part to change how I view you. You are doing a good job at the moment," Thomas complimented the Duke, and they embraced each other. Thomas allowed the Duke to give him a deep kiss. He allowed the Duke's tongue to enter his mouth. It was a softer kiss. This wasn't a kiss of brutal domination but more like the kiss of an affectionate lover. It was a nice kiss. "There are no longer any conditions to our marriage, Thomas. You have your full freedom, and I will grant you access to my funds. If you choose to remain in this marriage and it seems like you have. I can't imagine why." Thomas just smiled in a soft feminine way and said, "Thank you. But you have discovered I am transgender. Please call me Isabella. And I want you to help me with Jessica. Do you know her, that woman that met me today?" "Yes," he said defensively. "We have met a number of times. She is here to help you." "Right!" Thomas said dryly. "I am sure she wants to just help me. I don't buy it. Find out everything about her that you can and tell me. Remember. I am your wife. We can't have divided loyalties. We are married, you married me. If your loyalties are divided between another woman and me, then this won't work. Whatever agreement you have with her ends now. You and I now have a legal binding agreement, and one for life. You also vowed to protect and honor me. Remember? Do they mean a thing to you? Will you honor the vows you gave me to, being a good husband protecting me, honoring me as your wife in marriage? Will be a dutiful, devoted faithful husband honoring me as a good husband should?" The Duke agreed. "I accept, I will honor you as my wedded wife. I will give you anything within my power to give you. You only have to ask, and I will do everything I can to honor you as my wife. We will discuss the terms of the marriage after the consummation period and the bridal banquet." The Duke had no idea what Thomas was going to ask for. When Thomas asked, she would get it. Thomas replied, the plan was working. "Then I will fulfill my obligations as a wife. I will please you as a wife should. I will obey you as a faithful, submissive wife should. I will regard you as my husband. I will endeavor to be as womanly as I can be for you," Thomas kissed him. "You will feel my intense passion as a good wife." Then Thomas laughed, He knew that he now had taken his own wedding vows, and he was bound to them. He had meant it, which meant he had to carry them out. At least he would his get his husband's loyalty in return. Jose would know that he was bound to them too, and if he acted dishonorable to break those vows, it would remove Thomas from his. Then Thomas added, "I don't really know how to conduct myself as a woman or a wife. Can you have Leanne instruct me?" The Duke was still caressing Thomas, and he thought for a few seconds then agreed, "You have a point, Thomas. This was a role you were never taught how to do or expect. I will hire additional help to instruct you how to conduct yourself as a woman in society. Leanne can't do that, and remember, you are in charge of her now." "I thought that was Leanne's area," Thomas pointed out. "Oh no no," the Duke replied. "Her area is your presentation, and discipline. Her job was your principal handmaiden. She controls, you sets your daily schedule, disciplines you when needed, and dresses and makes you pretty. Your conduct and feminine mannerisms to be a convincing woman was not her job. She doesn't have the background train you to conduct yourself as a woman. That is not her area. I will find someone that specialized in feminizing men's behavior. If I do this, will you follow that woman's directions? But if you are truly transgender then you should already have a strong female nature within you." "Yes, I do but I had to repress it," said Thomas. "I will expect you to fulfill your part of the agreement." Thomas glared at the Duke in warning and said quietly, "You better fulfill your part of our bargain." That made the Duke fill like needles of ice were traveling down his spine. Thomas's whisper was more threatening than any scream. It froze him for a brief second before he regained control. He said firmly, "You can trust me, Isabella. I am a man of honor and will fulfill everything." Thomas snorted. "Yeah I have seen your honor. Marry someone bound in handcuffs and gagged after he was forcibly abducted and prepared for you. Then having me bound to your bed. So honorable. We will see, but forgive me if I don't trust you right now." The Duke replied, "I don't blame you for mistrusting and fearing me, my princess. I will prove my honor to you. I hope in time that you will forgive me." "Make sure you do," Thomas whispered, using that threatening quite tone again that sent ice shards down his spine. "Do whatever you want with me, I will submit as a woman. I will do it, just make it worth it. You will give me what I ever I desire. You had better see that you do. You are the one I took the Vow to. I vowed to serve and submit to you, my beloved Husband." Thomas kissed his Husband. Thomas said, "Since I was cheated at our fake wedding. I will take my own vows during the banquet. I will publicly proclaim my love and commitment to you. In front of everyone, I will formally declare my acceptance of you as my Husband." He still was not sure what to think of Thomas. He knew Thomas was very beautiful and desirable. Thomas was not what his family told him. Thomas was anything but weak, he wasn't afraid. Thomas fought and now only agreed to give his submission in exchange for something. It seemed that Thomas was someone who took Vows and Oaths very seriously. In that case, this was going to work, and he was going to have a very beautiful and faithful wife that would obey him. The Duke knew it was going to cost him dearly. That didn't matter. Nothing came free. He paid a lot for Thomas, but he paid Thomas's sister and his family. He was going to have to pay Thomas too, that was to be expected. Thomas was his wife, so his prime concern should be his wife's desires. That was marriage, and The Duke knew it. He was getting hornier, and said to Thomas, "Good that we now agree. There is one more thing that I need to know? I know that Craig isn't your true father, and you weren't raised with them. What is your true name, Thomas." "Isabella Cordoba," Thomas replied with a smirk. "But if you want the name I was raised with. Fine. I am Alejandro Primo De Rivera. My father was Francisco Primo De Rivera. My sister is Elsa Primo De Rivera." The Duke backed away in terror, Thomas almost giggled seeing the blood drain from the Dukes face and turn white. He hissed, "Alejandro, Primo De Rivera. Your father was the Emperor, and your sister is the present reigning Empress of the Castile Empire, and your sister is the present reigning Empress. You are the Prince of Castile? Please tell me this is a joke, this can't be true." But Thomas's hard look in his eyes, the control he displayed in this situation, and those marks on his body shows he had been in a war. The Duke knew in his heart that what Thomas said to him was the truth. This was no joke. And that threat during the wedding was no empty threat, or a bluff. Thomas really meant it. "The Empress will have my head," Said the Duke. He looked at Thomas in total despair and said, "So that threat during our wedding wasn't an empty threat at all. You were extremely serious. This will result in a war and you intend to destroy us. And after this night, theres nothing that can stop you, or stop the Empress." "I gave you your chance to avoid it," said Thomas in a whisper. "You all thought it was a joke, or a bluff. You only have yourselves to blame for this. I bet my sister is right now mobilizing her forces for war at this very moment. I warned you all." Ice shards were running down the Dukes body, He had made a horrible mistake and there was nothing to do now. Thomas's plan had worked. He had been abducted and forced into a marriage. The people of Castile, and his sister would be enraged. And now, war was unavoidable. And he would probably be brutally executed. He looked helplessly at Thomas and said, "So what shall we do now ? I know you will not allow me to release you. You made that clear. Of course, it is an arranged marriage and I could release you whether you like it or not. But it will obviously make no difference in the end. War is coming. Thomas had agreed to submit and be a woman for the Duke, so he had to accept this. Thomas smiled seductively and said in an alluring feminine voice, "We proceed as normal, you wanted a wife, and I am your wife. Lets make love as husband and wife. War is coming no matter what, you had your chance and you went ahead anyway. You may as well proceed with this marriage. I sit on a chair the whole night waiting for you, and I lean over the side of the bed when you are having sex with me, is that about right?" The Duke said sarcastically, "You seriously don't expect me to proceed with this as normal do you, Alejandro? Knowing what I know now, how could I?" "You may as well at this point," Thomas said with a smirk. "My sister will kill you anyway. You did this so you may as well proceed with it. Or you can run like a coward. The choice is yours, but I expected you to fuck me as a woman tonight. Don't disappoint me." Then Thomas said in a sensual feminine voice, "Kiss me like man kisses the woman he desires. Show me your love, my Husband, Jose." The Duke nodded, and asked, "Okay, you are right. But you must protect me then if you insist on me going through with making you my wife. First, I want to know who all knew about you?" "I told Leanne the this morning. She knows but I swore her to silence. She knew her life depended on it. She does not know that after everything she did to my friend Martin, her life is already forfeited. Martin is coming for her anyway. My step sister Katherine knew, I told her this morning. My mother had knew since the beginning, I didn't know she knew. Craig of course knew. But he was ashamed of my feminine nature. So, show me your manhood, Jose." The Duke pulled Thomas in and kissed him roughly. The Duke gripped Thomas head, grabbing handfuls of his curls. He dove in for a rough dominant manly kiss. Thomas endured the rough assault, and his hair hurt from being gripped so hard by the Duke. He stiffened as he felt the Duke's tongue force its way inside his mouth. Thomas tilted his head back as he saw women do when getting deep passionate kisses from their boyfriends. He slid his own tongue inside the Duke's large mouth. He tasted the Duke's mouth and swirled his tongue around. He tightened his lips around the Duke's tongue, sucking on it and kissing the Duke back. It was completely grotesque, but it was necessary. He even pushed the reluctant and frighted Duke into doing this to him. He had to kiss the Duke like a wife would accept intimacy from her Husband. Thomas said to himself, 'I am a woman. This is what women do.' Thomas kissed his man. It was a deep and affectionate feminine kiss. Thomas felt the sensuality as he seductively swayed his body Thomas seductively ground and moved his body against his husbands as they kissed passionately. He did his best with his hands and feet still bound. He whispered in his Husband's ear, "Take me, my husband, I am ready." Thomas knew he was anything but ready. He wanted to do anything but this. Thomas knew if he didn't submit, that there could be no marriage, His mission could fail. His Husband whispered, "Are you sure, Alejandro?" Thomas shook his head no, but said, "Yes, But call me Alejandra, and make me your woman tonight. I will protect you." His mind screamed, no. His words felt like a demeaning betrayal of him as a person and as a woman. It felt like he gave his man permission to use him as an object. He gave this man permission after everything he did with so little consideration to Thomas's feelings on the matter. He had said it. He told the man he had just met today to have sex with him and make him a woman. There was no getting around that. It was the Plan. The Duke said, "Yes. I am ready for you, my bride." Thomas groaned in fear and disgust at what he had just given this man permission to do. He hated it. He saw the Duke undue his robe and let his penis freely hang out. He had seen the enormous thing before. It had filled mouth, he sucked on it before. The Duke stood there with the enormous two-inch wide shaft hanging down from its own enormous weight pointing at the floor. The two balls hung freely, each one as big as his entire package. The Duke was an impressive man. Thomas felt much fear staring at the huge penis that was about to violate him. Thomas felt a tear roll down his face. He said, "I can't wait to feel that cock fill me up. Make me your woman, and I will love and protect you." Thomas braced himself as the Duke positioned himself behind Thomas and began rubbing his body and squeezing his breasts. Thomas stood still in his sexy bridal lingerie as the Duke tightly embraced from behind. The Duke placed his large penis against one of Thomas's thighs. His sensual feminine thigh was encased in satin floral stockings. He began sawing his penis along the inside of Thomas's thigh. He cringed in disgust. The penis was huge and limp as he was sawing it across his thigh. He hated this as he saw the penis slowly stiffen as the Duke moved the penis in and out between his thighs. The Duke positioned his penis closer to the juncture of Thomas's thighs. Along the silky bottom of Thomas's thong panties. He hated this. Thomas couldn't help but feel fear as he watched the penis slowly grow and stiffen as it rubbed back and forth across the bottom of his crotch. He saw the head appear and disappear as it moved back and forth from between his own thighs. This felt so wrong to him, and Thomas stepped forward and turned to face the large Duke and said with a sensual smile, "Jose, my beloved Husband. Let's mix things up tonight. I know I am supposed to just lean over helpless on the bed as you do your thing "What do you mean," the Duke said in alarm. "This is the way the custom is done. This is your submission to my will." He should have known that the Princess would refuse to follow the proper custom. This was a very dominant person who was used to being in control and being obeyed. Everything was telling him that this was a horrible mistake. But it had already been made and little could affect the outcome at this point. He just did was the Princess told him to now. Thomas stated, "We can do it another way," as he pulled the Duke to him and gave him a full sensual hot kiss on the mouth. They stayed in eachothers arms probing eachothers mouths for over a minute and then Thomas knelt in front of the Duke and began massaging the Duke's cock in his soft sensual hands. The Duke watched as Thomas massaged his large cock in his soft feminine, painted hands. His gleaming nail polish and glitter wrapped around his large penis was so hot. Then Thomas leaned forward and began massaging the penis with his face and tongue. The penis grew so hard under Thomas's attention, and then he opened his mouth and began sucking it on his own until it was fully hard and ready. With the Duke's penis ready for tonight. Thomas stood up, smiling, and said, "I think you are ready to take me." Then he went to the bed and pulled off his white lace thongs and leaned over and spread his arms. "Yes, I am ready to become your woman forever, my husband." Thomas sensually swayed his ass side to side and gave the Duke a very sensual feminine smile. The Duke groaned as Thomas turned his head and smiled. He rubbed the head of his cock against Thomas's. Thomas groaned in fear. He cringed when he felt the massive head of Jose's penis rubbing in- between his butt cheeks. He cringed, feeling so disgusting. It was like dozens of spiders crawling on him. The penis rubbed up and down inside his butt cheeks. Shame overwhelmed him. There he was in sexy bridal lingerie, all made up like an alluring woman for his Husband on her wedding night. He was bent over the bed with his Husband behind him. He was in the proper position to be penetrated, his Husband's penis probing the anal opening, and it was about to happen. And he had accepted it willingly. He had made a deal with this man to be as submissive and womanly as possible. He leaned over the bed in the proper bridal custom for the Three Nights of Consummation. His arms were already spread. Thomas said, "I am ready, my Husband. Take me now and make me your wife." Then he whispered, "Please be gentle, I have never done this before, especially with a man as large as you." He knew tonight was going to be painful, degrading, and he was never going to be able to feel like a man again. Not that he ever really did feel like a man. That was the point of him being transgender. He was also going to be filled with this man's semen. A man he hated. He did his best to keep his anus loose and ready to be easily penetrated. This was a very demeaning position to be in. He prepared himself for the final event as best he could. Leaning over the bed took some of the weight off the balls of his feet. The heels were painful to stand in for this long. It suddenly happened all at once. He felt the agonizing penetration. The head slipped just inside his anal captivity. Thomas let out a very high pitched girlish scream as he was penetrated by his Husband's penis. The pain shot through him, and his high pitched scream was uncontrollable. It was the most vile disgusting feeling. It really felt like a rape. The pain was intense. It was one of the most painful events, and the emotional pain of the penetration was even worse. He could do nothing but uncontrollably sob as he felt the head of the penis stuck just inside him. It wasn't very deep, an inch, and that was it. Even with the extreme amount of lube Leanne had squirted inside him with the special device, his ass wasn't ready to allow the full penetration yet. It was too tight. His Husband groaned in pleasure. Thomas was jumping up and down in pain as his body thrashed around. He knew there was no way to stop the pain. This was his introduction to anal sex. His Husband had the right to do this, and Thomas had to accept it. The Duke's hands were on the small of his back, holding him down. Thomas felt the Duke's body tense up and shove another two inches of his massive penis inside him. An involuntary very high pitched feminine cry escaped Thomas's mouth. It was a humiliating sound as he felt the Duke's penis force it's way deeper in him. Thomas cried and sobbed as the Duke embraced him. The man's penis already three inches inside him, The Duke felt the need for further intimacy wrapped his arms around the young man. With a mighty shove, the penis forced its way another two inches in him. Thomas let out another involuntary feminine cry. He began to sound like a porn star with his high pitched feminine cries coming from his mouth. It filled him with deep shame. He looked across the room at the mirror on one walls, and he saw how humiliating he looked, almost like a woman with her man behind her. He saw the enormous penis stuck almost halfway in him. Thomas cried out, "Owww Please, Duke, pull out of me. Please. This hurts too much I can't take it. Please stop, and let's do this later?" He caressed Thomas's head in a loving odd way compared to the brutal humiliating assault he was enduring. "It will get better, my love don't cry. I am almost halfway in you, and we must finish the initial consummation. It's what you wanted. I must make love to you tonight, consummate our marriage. It will be much easier after the first time. Easier, my beautiful princess, are you ready for me to go a little deeper. I am making it slow and gentle as I can, but we must do this tonight. It will be the first of many times. This is what it means to be my wife." Thomas thought about it and knew the Duke, his Husband was right. This was what it meant to be a wife. It was a woman's duty, now his duty to fulfill the duties of a woman. He forced his anal muscles to loosen up and said to his Husband, "I am ready for you to go deeper. It really feels so good, fuck me deeper my love." He sounded so feminine that when he used that tone, he sounded like a natural woman. His voice was indistinguishable from any other woman. He winked back at his Husband. "Your wife is ready for your cock to go deeper." Thomas felt his husband tense, and pull him to shove his penis another 2 inches. Thomas screamed again and cried. The penis was really deep inside him how. The Duke Moaned in pleasure and said, "You feel so good Alejandra. I love you." "I love you too," Thomas replied, lying. The Duke pulled back. Thomas felt the violating penis pull almost completely out of him. Thomas wasn't deceived, he knew what was coming. With one brutal massive shove, the Duke's hips slammed into Thomas's butt cheeks. The penis was forced in its entire eleven inches. Thomas screamed as loud as he could. It hurt so much. He felt like he was splitting. The violation felt even worse. Then the Duke pulled back and began brutally fucking Thomas. He was being fucked by a man, and he insisted on this when the Duke wanted to leave. Thomas almost forced the Duke into this. Being fucked like this was the plan. It was the most violating disgusting feeling. Thomas just cried in between grunts when the Duke pushed in, Thomas grunted. The room was filled with the humiliating feminine sex sounds from Thomas. Uhh, slap, uhh, smack, uhh smack. It was a very demeaning feeling. Then Thomas remembered he had to submit to the Duke. He began shoving his own hips back, meeting the Dukes vicious thrusts. The steady rhythmic sounds of the Duke's hips against Thomas's butt cheeks were heard around the room. "Yes, Jose, Fuck me harder, deeper. Make me feel like your woman!" Thomas was now being fucked, and it was the plan. He had insisted that the Duke do this to him. Thomas had willingly accepted it when the Duke wanted to call it off and let him go. Thomas maintained the position leaning over the bed. The Duke's thrusts were vicious and painful. His entire body was rocking back and forth, the bed was swaying with each thrust. It was so painful Thomas began screaming in a high pitched feminine tone. The fucking was vicious. The Duke pulled back until only his tip was in Thomas, then brutally slammed his cock in its entire length, then pulled back again. Each thrust shoved Thomas forward against the bed, the backstroke pulled him back to thrust forward again. Thomas was screaming and sobbing. It was painful and incredibly demoralizing. He just accepted and took it. It was cruel. He silently swore that everyone who had a hand in doing this to a man, or woman would pay for it, especially Leanne would pay. She did this to him, no matter how long it took. Leanne would never be free of him. Leanne had to pay for what she has done. He knew he had accepted it. But Leanne didn't care, and she would have forced this on him. She had forced this on many other men, and he began wondering how horrible this was to a man that was really a man. A man that lived a heterosexual sexual lifestyle and was suddenly forced into this. That must be the worst, and Leanne had done this and would likely do this to other men. She did have a serious price to pay. He hated that woman with a passion. Thomas laid over the bed for more than forty minutes. It was a vicious pace that was hurting Thomas. He could do nothing but lean over the bed and accept it. The pace slowed at times, drawing out and in at a slow, steady pace. Thomas figured it was to enjoy the feeling of his ass massaging the Duke's cock. It was a slow, steady motion at times, then quicken to a more vigorous pace that shook Thomas and forced him against the bed each thrust. At around the fifty minute mark, the pace became more intense. The Duke was slamming the small man as hard as he could drawing in and out. Thomas was slamming against the bed with such force. He cried out, but it did no good. Thomas figured the Duke was preparing for an orgasm. He wanted to tell the Duke to stop , but he knew it would do no good. He prepared himself for the final disgust. He cried out, "Fuck me, Jose. Cum in me and make me feel like a woman. Harder, I want to feel your cum in me." The Duke cried out in pleasure. He yelled as his rhythm became most intense. Sounds of their pleasure could be heard outside of the door and probably though the entire house. The sounds of two people connecting through anal intercourse. Then time stopped as Thomas felt The Duke's orgasm. The Duke deposited a load of his warm thick semen deep inside the bowels of Thomas. The warm feeling spread within him. The Duke pulled out, allowing some of his semen to drip down his ass cheeks and down the back of legs. He choked, trying to keep from vomiting over what had just happened. It was a truly revolting feeling. A man he had just met and that revolted him had just used him in this way The Duke pulled out of him. It was so degrading as Thomas let the Duke kiss and caress him for a long passionate few minutes. Kissing and nuzzling Thomas in the afterglow of a satisfying orgasm. Thomas took it, whimpering and sobbing. Then the Duke silently slid a chair over for Thomas to sit in. Thomas sat in it, feeling the pooling semen run out of him as the Duke slid into bed. Thomas laid his head down on the edge of the bed. The Duke gave him a pillow, and Thomas thanked him. Thomas laid there silently for about ten minutes. He silently sobbed and cried, trying to get a grip over himself. The horrible traumatic thing he had just experienced. Thomas's mind went back to when he first thuoght of this idea and brought it to his sisters attention. He thought of how shocked Elsa was that Thomas would do such a thing to himself. That he could allow himself to be used and demeaned in such a way. He knew that Elsa sort of liked making him the princess and liked the power over him. She had a fetish for feminized males. But she insisted that he become strong and fearsome as the Empires princess. She refused to accept him being just a pretty face to admire. That was not what being a woman meant to her. So she disapproved of this plan. It took a lot of convincing. This idea first came to him after the total scandal and catastrophe of Martin Hastings. He saw how outraged the United States was that such a powerful and valuable man could be treated so horribly by a country that they thought was their ally. Many powerful people in the American Goverment were so horrified that they were reluctant to help out Aragon anymore. They wanted to cancel the alliance. Elsa listened to his reasoning but it still required a lot of horrible things to happen to her sister. But that was the entire point of it all, and this would help many of the captive women held in Aragon, and if that was the final result, then Alejandro was more than willing to subject himself to the same thing, to help them. Elsa agreed in the end. And events progressed according to plan. And now it happened, Alejandro, the mighty prince of Castile had laid with a man and had been fucked as a woman. It was exactly what Alejandro had planned, and now events were sent into motion. Events that neither of them could stop at this point. Thomas felt sickened, and violated, same as many other women felt after this. But, it was the plan. And now, there would be revenge and liberation. Thomas smiled. He needed to talk to the Duke and discuss a few things. The Duke looked very troubled and deep in thought. Thomas giggled and spoke, "My Husband, Jose, We need to discuss this marriage. Our place in it, what we will do, and things I expect from you. Now the deed is done, can you give me your full attention and explain some things." The Duke Jumped then looked at his wife. He was tired, and very troubled. Thomas didn't give a damn. The Duke said, "What can you possible want to discuss. This is your plan, you insisted on me fucking you as my bride. You got what you wanted, your plan is succeeding now. We know what will happen now. What more can you want? What is there to discuss? I know that I won't likely survive when your sister comes with her forces. I am the cause of it all. I don't expect for a second you will try to protect me." Thomas looked down at his shoes. He felt sick. The semen running out of him was totally gross. "Jose, I feel used. I feel more humiliated than anyone has ever made me feel before. I know that this was my plan and it was what I insisted on. I also know this is the feeling that many women feel after this night. Many of them felt used and sickened by a man they just met forcing them into sex. That's why I am doing this, for their liberation so we need to talk." The Duke responded, "We discussed that and I agreed to help them. I know you are deeply conserned with those captive women. I will do what I can. I can imagine how you feel." "Thank God I am not really a man, just imagine how I would feel as a man enduring this. But I am a woman, and we are stronger. This nearly destroyed Martin. You have done it, had sex and ejaculated in me. That makes this marriage real and official. I am your wife, you are my Husband, and this is what I agreed to." Thomas looked down as a tear rolled down his face. His makeup was messy, Thomas had obviously been crying a lot. The Duke replied, "Alejandra, my love. You are lucky you aren't a man going through this. It would be devastating to you, and I knew that. That's why I chose you, and I knew you were strong enough. You are no man, and you can handle this as a woman. That's why I insisted and strongly suggested that you allow me to transform you into a total woman." "I am a woman, and this is what women have gone through for ever," Thomas said accusingly. "As a woman, I still don't really like you at all. I can imagine it is ten times worse for a man having to change his entire identity, his sex for an other mans desire. I feel sorrow for those men. But I was never much of a man. My point is that this was my plan and I accepted this as a woman. And since I insisted on you going through with the your part of this plan. I will protect you from my sisters wrath." "Sure you will," the Duke sneered. "This was your plan and I must be the villein, the example for their rage. I am the vile duke that violated their royal princess. Sure you will protect me?" Said the Duke in a slight giggle. "Even if you were willing to try to protect me, I doubt you could with your peoples anger. They will demand my blood." Thomas wiped a tear out of his eyes as he sniffled. "I will try to protect you. But you must still do what you intended all along when you made up the contract for me. I expect you to follow through on persuading the three nights of consummation on me." The Duke scooted to the edge of the bed and looked at Thomas. Even the mighty Duke now felt afraid of him. "I know you are very angry at how things are here and you feel that you are doing right. I know that I unknowingly helped you here. And I know that now, I have little choice in the matter. I already forced you into this marriage, falling right into the trap. I know that now with my guards, I can force you into things but I know that wont last very long. I also know that no matter what, our fate is sealed just as you said it was and you will probably have me killed when the time comes. Your people are coming, or already here. The Shadow Corps guards the royal family and I know you were their commander during the war. So, you are in charge and you said you will protect me. I doubt you will. I know the things you did during the war. You were totally ruthless." Thomas saw the fear in the Dukes eyes. He knew that he likely had little time left. All he had was hope. Thomas said, "So now, you will do as I say. You dont have to obey me now. My people aren't here to enforce my will yet. You, your guards and the laws here enforce your will over me. I am helpless." The Duke laughed sarcastically. "So you say, but that may be true because you hope I will abuse you, and justify what is coming. I know this wont last. Your people will be here. I may as well accept that. I will not abuse you." "You already did," stated Thomas. "No, you wished it and told me to do it. I am doing your will," stated the Duke. He knew that was exactly what Thomas intended all along. "It doesn't matter. So many others have been abused and molested, and lost everything here. They will assume you did the same to me whether or not you really did. We know what the laws are here and your disgusting marriage rituals that demean the bride to the upmost extreme. Martin told me all about what he suffered. So I will follow it. I will wear the mask tomorrow, I will meet my family as the ritual demands. Just as Martin did and you will enforce it all." The Duke knew it was a trap and said, "No. thats what you want to happen and your people will see that I am forcing it on you. I will be sealing my own death. I will not abuse you, Alejandra." "You intended to before you knew all of this. So now you refuse because you are afraid of what will happen to you?" Thomas smirked. "If you want to do it, then you go ahead but I won't be forcing you too. I know that's what you will say and use to your advantage. But it will be a deceit." "That's what will happen and the deceit won't be that far from reality. We have the videos of the wedding and that will be enough. The people of Castile knows what happened to their princess. So what can I expect for tomorrow?" "What you said, you will be prepared to meet your family, and if you want to wear the mask, go ahead. It's there for you and Leanne will be informed that you are in charge for now on. I think she already knows it, her life depends on it. I intended on giving you a choice to bathe with me, or on your own, or to be bathed by attendants as is the usual practice during this ritual. It's all your choice." "Bathing," Thomas said. "Martin told him about that degrading ritual. People bathed and molested him during the ritual." "Yes," the Duke said. "You are my wife. We can bathe together, or if you would rather have attendants bathing you, but since you are now in charge, I assume you will be bathing yourself." Thomas said firmly, "I think I would prefer you to bathe me than have other strangers bathing me. We can bathe together." The Duke frowned. It was not what he expected. But he understand what is going on. "Fine, we will bathe together." "Can you tell me about Jessica," Thomas inquired. "Yes," the Duke confirmed. "Now, can you tell me what what you want to know about Jessica?" Thomas told the Duke, "I want to help Jessica-" The Duke's eyes looked up sharply. "What?" he said startled. "Are you serious? Help Jessica? In what way?" "I assume my father forced her to marry him, he abused her and cheated her out of everything," Thomas said. "I want to share a lot of what I have in my trust with her. She deserves it." The Duke chuckled. "That's what you think?" he said mockingly. "If you are serious, we can discuss it, and I will approve a transfer from your trust and assets to her." "Of course," confirmed Thomas. "I know how my father treated women. It wasn't right, and she deserves to be compensated. A man shouldn't do that to a woman." "I am sure you will learn a lot more about Jessica. I will see what she really is," the Duke said. "If not, I will tell you. I think you are smart enough to see through her. I know a lot about your fathers relationship with her, and Jessicas character. You may want to wait until you learn a little more before you give her some money." "Okay, I will," Thomas asked. "What will we do after the lunch with my family? Is there anything else planned?" "Yes, I have my appointments and duties as the Duke here," the Duke replied, looking at Thomas. "And you have a few people to meet. You are to meet Jessica again. She has agreed to help you. The rest is up to you. Remember, you are in control of your choices. Leanne has been told that, and I will inform her again tomorrow." The Duke laid his head down. He shut his eyes, silently shaking his head. Thomas was funny, strong, and very determined. The Duke was surprised and more than a little frightened. He knew now that he had little chance of living. Thomas was the Princess of Castile, his sister was the cruel fascist empress and she had no mercy. She would be coming soon to rescue her sister and her vengeful wrath would be following. The Empress was totally merciless. He could already see his severed head on a pike outside of her imperial palace. The Duke was astounded at how easily Thomas referred to himself as a woman. He has embraced his womanhood fully." Thomas had drifted off to an uneasy sleep. He knew this was going to be a busy night. He slept for about two hours. Then he woke up and shook the bed, waking the Duke up, He said seductively, "Jose, my mighty dominant husband, Wake up. I am ready to receive your seed again." The Duke woke up and looked over at Thomas doubtfully, he said, "You are kidding, right. You hate me and cant possibly want this anymore. I know you dont, so just keep sleeping." Thomas shook his head, "Remember, your life depends on me. I need you to fulfill your obligations as my husband on our wedding night. This was what you wanted, you paid for this, you had me captured from my home and taken to the wedding. So fulfill your obligations and show me what a powerful dominant man you are and fuck me. Make me your woman tonight." He watched his husband stand up and walk around the bed. This shouldn't make sense, but it did to the Duke and he knew Thomas was setting him up. But the threat was clear, if he didn't, then he would face the Empresses wrath. Thomas smiled as he watched his husband rub himself to a huge erection. His husband reluctantly moved around to him. Thomas prepared for the violent penetration that was coming. 'My husband,' Thomas thought. It was degrading to call this man his husband, but it was the plan. It wasn't that bad for him at this point. But Thomas thought of the previous man who was put in this position. He wasn't a woman at all, and he was heterosexual. Calling a man his husband was a horror. It really enraged Thomas. Then he thought of the countless helpless women who this happened to. That was why he was doing this now. It had to be done. Thomas had to accept this so they could be free. His husband positioned himself behind Thomas. Thomas prepared, keeping himself loose for his husband. It came quickly, and with one brutal thrust, the Duke thrust the entire length of his penis deep into Thomas with a single motion. It slid smoothly into Thomas. It wasn't like the first time when it took time. This time was easier. The Duke said, "It is much easer now, that was good, Alejandra." Said the Duke softly. He let out a very satisfied groan. He was enjoying the sensation of his cock was receiving from Thomas's. A pleasurable moan escaped the Duke's mouth as he began slowly fucking Thomas. The Duke still felt as if he was being forced to do this. But if Thomas was going to insist on doing this then, the Duke was doing to do it and make it as rough as possible on him. Thomas was moaning and moving his hips in response to the Duke's rhythm, trying to help stimulate his husband's cock. He moved his hips back to meet his husband's forward thrusts. Thomas moaned like a woman and cried out, "Yes, my husband, fuck me and make me feel like a woman. I love your cock. Go deeper in me, my love. Make it harder, Yes oh Yes, show me how fertile you are." Thomas was trying to get himself in the feminine mindframe where he may be able to emotionally accept sexual contact from this man. He was moving his hips with his husband's rhythm and shouting cries of passion and love as a woman. It wasn't working and Thomas still felt disgust at the sexual contact with this man. It still made him feel violated and disgusting as he was being fucked by his husband. Jose may be his husband in name. He would never be accepted as Thomas's husband in spirit Legally, Jose was his husband and had the legal rights of a husband over Thomas. Thomas belonged to Jose as if he was a possession. The Duke knew a few things that made him afraid so now, Thomas had to encourage his husband to exercise his rights over Thomas now. So Thomas leaned across the bed in the submissive feminine posture and accept his husband's cock making cries of feminine passion as his body rocked back and forth from his husband's thrusts. "Yes! Fuck me harder, Jose. I am your woman!" The thrusts were very slow and deep at first. Jose was not going for another orgasm. He was enjoying the stimulation of penetration in Thomas's anus. The Duke pulled almost all the way out of Thomas and thrust back in very slowly. It was slow and very methodical, enjoying the sensation and sex with Thomas. Thomas cried out, but hated every minute of it. He listened to his husband's praises, telling him how good he was, and his moans of pleasure. The Duke was thrusting in and out, rocking Thomas with the motion. The thrusts grew more violent as time slowly passed. Time passed, and the Duke was still fucking Thomas. Thomas's sore body was still rocking back and forth from the Dukes slow thrusts. The Dukes thrusts became more violent after an hour until they were at a frantic vicious pace. The Duke's pelvis was violently slapping Thomas's butt cheeks with each thrust. The Duke's cock violently impaled Thomas each time. Thomas's sore body was thrust violently against the bedrails each time. The Impact forced Thomas up on the toes of the Stilettos he was wearing with each violent thrust. The duke thrust back, pulling Thomas's body back, making a distinctive clicking sound when his spike heels went down on the hardwood floor. The thrust forced the entire bed against the wall. The violent sex sounds must have been heard through the entire manor. Thomas kept crying enduring words of love as his husband quicken his pace even more. It had been going on for two hours when suddenly, the Duke gripped Thomas tightly, pressed his body into Thomas's. He let out a passionate cry as he ejaculated a massive load of semen deep into Thomas. Thomas slumped over the bed, totally disgusted. He must have accepted five full loads into him. The duke pulled his cock out of Thomas, and another load shot onto the surface of his ass cheek and ran down the back of his leg. The Duke pulled out of Thomas and embraced Thomas as a new possession. He lifted Thomas's chin up and began to suck hard on the young man's neck. Thomas arched back more, offering himself to the Duke the way he saw women learning their heads back for their boyfriend's satisfaction. He felt another dark spot form on his neck. He now had three hickies to show. He shut his eyes in humiliation. Leanne would really get a kick out of it next morning. His husband deeply kissed him and went to lay back down. Thomas kept that position a few minutes more feeling the semen run down the back of his thighs. It went down one leg and ran into his shoes. His feet were wet with his husband's semen. Thomas woke Jose up for another intense session of sex. That was even longer, about Three hours and a half of intense vicious pounding. Thomas did his best to get into it, moving his hips like a woman, to meet his husband's thrusts. He cried out in passion, encouraging his husband to fuck him harder. It was degrading and felt like a violation of his womanhood. He endured the relentless pounding of his husband's cock that slammed into him like a piston pounding him. His heels were clicking with every backstroke. The bed was rocking and hitting the wall with every thrust. Thomas's feminine cries filled the room. "Make me a woman!" They were both exhausted by the time his husband ejaculated and they spent another ten minutes necking and kissing each other. Thomas received his fourth hickey. The sun rose filling the room with his orange glow of morning. The Duke rose to fuck him one last time, at Thomas's insistence. It was quicker this time as his husband worked at a furious pace working up to having a quick ejaculation in Thomas before the day. Thomas knew it was a quicky. He had done it to women at times before he left. Thomas was fucked for about twenty minutes. Thomas accepted the two shots of semen that spilled down his ass and legs. Thomas accepted the Hickey that signified it. "Alejandra, I must tell you," the Duke said. "That this is not what those male brides you are so concerned with experienced on their first night. Not at all." Jose pointed out seriously. He looked at Thomas, "Those men were sadistically raped all night. They were tied down, helpless, afraid and violated. They had no control over the action at all. These things happened to them and it was an example of how little power they had over their own bodies and very lives anymore. You controlled last night and even threatened me im order to continue it, against my will when I want to end this thing." "I know," Thomas whispered. "I think I told you all too soon, but events are going to rapidly progress now that I have been abducted. The Empress is eager to start the liberation. She calls it reconquista. It's coming. She says this is the will of God. I tried to make it the same on me, but I think you feel more violated by last night and maybe that can be the point. Perhaps you will experience what those men did. But after our wedding, nothing can stop what is coming. You set it all in motion, Jose."