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Princess of Castile By Jennifer Reed Chapter 7: First Strike 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. Elsa sat in the darkness of her private chambers, wondering what foolish plot her sister had planned now. She had received news that her sister had been captured and taken to the island province of Aragon where she had been entrapped into an unwanted marriage with one of the three powerful Dukes of the rebel country. From what she heard, he had a vicious sexual appetite and had certain old-age ideas of a woman's place in society. But she wondered why her sister Alejandra would subject herself to such things. Well, now her name was Isabella Cordoba, wife of Duke Jose Cordoba. Elsa swore that man would certainly lose his head for this. Her rage simmered. His head would be on a pike outside of her palace as a warning to all who would dare touch her beloved sister. That sickening province would feel the wrath of her army. She owed a lot to her brilliant sister. Elsa was one of the first to accept Alejandro as her sister instead of her brother. Her parents refused to understand, and most of the people in the country would not accept their prince as a transsexual either. The people were deeply catholic. As was she, but she could accept God's will, and if it was God's will that her brother was really her sister, then that was what she would accept. So she understood why Alejandra, now Isabella, was doing this. This was a way to make the people accept her as their Princess. Especially if the transition was forced on her. They would accept their beloved Princess and then call for revenge. It would be a revenge Elsa was all too willing to provide her people when the time came. Isabella was so good with these kinds of plots. Arranging for her sister to be crowned as the Empress and herself named as the Princess under the Empress was all Isabella's doing. Isabella had done all of the work behind the scenes, unknown to her for so long. She had gone to the lords of the realm and arranged for them to accept and crown her sister, Elsa, as the Empress instead of her. It was Alejandro's birthright and they had long accepted only a male could ascend. Isabella hated that tradition. She had seen how Elsa was raised, and it enraged her. She saw her sister's suffering under the strict catholic rules for girls. Be obedient, silent, submissive, and faithful. Obey male authority, Isabella hated it, and she saw her sister's fierce will and her strength. Isabella wanted that changed and made plans. When their father died, Isabella went into action. She arranged for Elsa to claim the crown instead of her. The day came, and Elsa was bewildered when she was suddenly crowned the Empress of the Castile Empire instead of her brother. Alejandro just smiled in pride as Elsa was crowned. Her brother-sister wore a huge smile and knelt to her new Empress with the most love he could muster. It was then that she realized why her brother was so weird and harsh to her at times. It was her brother training her and preparing her for a life of leadership and being the Empress. Then he arranged for Elsa to present Alejandro as the Empire's Princess Alejandra. Some lords and territories rebelled, plunging the Empire into civil war. It was due to Elsa's strict leadership that they all survived. Except the rebels were very cruel and proceeded to try to exterminate the catholic population and they captured her sister and tried to get information and turn her. Elsa had her rescued and reclaimed all of the provinces. There were several large areas that had a majority protestant population that took exception to a catholic regime like Elsa's and saw their chance to strike during the rebellion. The protestants took advantage and decided to strike at the catholic population. During the conflict, her sister had been captured. The rebels attempted to get information from her and turn her into a traitor. Elsa won out and defeated the rebels and then forcibly removed many of the protestants to Aragon. Aragon was happy to receive them. Aragon had declared independence generations ago and had a treaty with the United States. Elsa knew it was just a matter of time until the United States would turn on Aragon and abandon the country. Aragon would get theirs very soon. It was about time for her to prepare for their rally now. This was going to be a very important event for her Empire. Aragon had made a terrible mistake and it was time to inform her people and prepare to punish the tiny rebel Province of Aragon for their misjudgment. Elsa walked out of her dark private chambers and put on her royal robe and her crown as the Empress of Castile. The Empress went to her limo that bore the insignia of the Empire, and it took her to a huge stadium where her troops were waiting. The stadium was enormous and was used for many of her rallies. The enormous concrete pillars supporting the Stadium each had an engraving of the seal of Castile and the red arrows of the Falange Party. Elsa walked into the huge stadium that held almost half a million troops. Her people led her up to the raised podium overlooking her troops. She looked up at the blood-red flags that were the symbols of her Party. She saw the other enormous flags that had the seal of her Empire of Castile. The wind caused her blonde hair to fan about behind her like a crest as she stood there proudly examining the massive columns of her troops before her. Each of them wore the black dress uniform of her military with blood-red arrows on the arm. The arrows were the symbol of the Falange. There was a black center with a Yoke and five Arrows. She raised her arm to her people and they cheered their beloved powerful Empress. They chanted, "Elsa, Elsa, Elsa." She slid a microphone on to her robe before raising her arms to get their attention and spoke to them. "Let us start with the traditional rosary prayer. Reflect on the Luminous Mysteries of the Rosary." They all knelt and made the sign of the cross as Elsa began. "In the name of our Father, and the Son and the Holy Spirit Amen. I believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of the heaven and earth, and in Jesus Christ. He is the only son of our Lord who was conceived by the Holy Spirit. Born of the Virgin Mary, Suffered under Pontius Pilate and was sacrificed and died. And was buried. He descended into hell and rose from the dead." This was how all of their rallies began, by praying and the Rosary. They did the apostles creed and then the Hail Marys. Elsa led them through it all. It was a catholic empire led by a catholic empress. Then they got into the rally itself. Elsa shouted, "This was a very special prayer for my sister and our Princess, to have the strength and will to endure her suffering. She has been captured by a bunch of perverts. They are forcing the transition she had resisted for so long, for our sake and the sake of your acceptance. It is being forced on her and she is suffering for the fate of our Empire, and for our Lord. She will return to us as a woman and our Princess. We must accept her then as our Princess. We can no longer reject or persecute her for her femininity. But we can avenge the humiliation and suffering she is being forced through. And by the will of our Lord, we will avenge her." The troops shouted in agreement. "She is being forced to transition into a woman. They are humiliating and abusing her. And we know about this sick nation, right off of our coast, and what they do to people." Elsa made sure this rally and her speech were being recorded and transmitted across the nation and especially to Aragon's channels. They would see it all. "They have followed our custom of arranged family marriages for centuries. Only, when I abolished such harsh and cruel customs, Aragon continued to follow it by claiming it was part of their culture. They had allowed women to be forced into marriages without their consent, by force, and against their will. They do that to this day. Such perverted and sick practices that are in reality, abduction and slavery that most modern nations regard it as so and have outlawed it. In the age of equality, instead of abolishing such sick customs, they have changed the law to allow men to be placed into marriages against their will to another man." The crowd cried out, angrily at this. "This is what they consider equality. Such sick and perverted people to have this custom and to even having expand its realm of suffering to men. Allowing a straight man to be forced into a marriage, to lose his masculinity and identity to another man to be used and sexually abused and enslaved. To crush his will and his pride by another man. To be used as a woman and as a wife. These are normal regular men like you. I can't imagine a worse fate for a man than that. And several men have already suffered such humiliation as they are now inflicting on our beloved prince." The people called for blood. Then Elsa motioned, and a few of her guards brought up a large wooden wheel that was propped up and elevated to the height of her hips. A helpless man was forced onto the stage, his hands and feet tied. He was put on the large wheel, and his hands and feet were tied so that he was displayed spread-eagle. She looked down at the helpless man tied to the breaking wheel. She looked out at the enormous columns of troops standing before her. Many of them were high ranking women. Elsa shouted to them, "This man used to be a powerful Count in our empire. He has lost his titles and his wealth. His crime is that he sold his youngest daughter in a contract to a sick Baron of Aragon. His family arranged a marriage for her daughter in a marriage to a Baron in Aragon. He profited greatly from the agreement while his daughter was transported to Aragon and forced into an unwanted and unexpected marriage. This girl had just graduated from secondary school and wanted to be an air force pilot. She was ready to enter the officer's academy and go into Top Gun training when her future was stripped from her." Her people cried in rage at that offense. A daughter of Castile sold to a foreign state and enslaved. She was sold by her own family, a betrayal. "You all know the penalty of trafficking people and arranging unwanted marriages against the will of the bride. What is the punishment?" The troops said one resounding word, "Death!" One of her soldiers brought her a huge sledgehammer and she held it intimidatingly. The man cried out, knowing what was about to happen. Elsa raised the hammer and brought it down on the wheel hard enough to make the wood crack. The man screamed in terror. He had been expecting the hammer to strike his body. The wetness between his legs and the sour smell of urine signaled his loss of bladder control. Elsa turned to her people, holding the hammer at her side. She addressed her people, "This man deserves to be tortured to death, and he will be. But this is not the place for this. We are here to prepare for war against Aragon. Those of you who wish to witness his execution may join me after this rally." Behind her, the condemned man cried in terror. He knew what awaited him, and he knew that begging for his life was useless. His life was forfeit because of his actions. Elsa said loudly, "This animal will pay for what he has done. But make no mistake my beloved citizens. There are many thousands of women suffering the same fate as his daughter and that is why we must act to protect the lives and dignity of these women. They have our own beloved Princess and this demands a military response. And so I have dispatched forces to Aragon to help protect and help our Princess Alejandra and find Carla, the daughter of this man, and bring her back to Castile. There can be only one response to this insult and capturing our citizens and our beloved Princess, my beloved sister. What is that response, people of Castile?" Her troops cried out, "WAR!" "Yes, this is an act of war. I have ordered our naval forces to seek out every vessel belonging to Aragon and destroy it. By tomorrow, every naval vessel flying the flag of Aragon will be sunk. I have also ordered our air forces to destroy the air force of Aragon. By tomorrow morning, the military forces of Aragon won't exist. And Aragon will be under a naval blockade. Elsa shouted, "I have arranged a special test of a new weapon for you all to be witness to. Turn to watch the sea." Someone on a speaker counted down, "5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Fire." They saw a huge rocket break the surface of the water and its rocket motors ignited, sending it into the sky where it vanished. A few minutes later, there was a brilliant, blinding flash of light farther out at sea. Everyone had been provided with darkened goggles as part of the rally, and the goggles protected their eyes. An amazing deafening roar sounded that shook the ground and rumbled all around them. The people saw an enormous huge blinding fireball rising fifty thousand feet into the air. A towering column of fire stood in the water where the flash of light had started, and it then turned into a huge mushroom cloud. "That was our new missile fired by the SSBN, Alejandra. It was a 20- megaton detonation. That is in case the United States does try to intervene. One of those subs is lying off the east coast of the United States right now. They are targeting many of their cities on the east coast. Washington, New York, Philadelphia. Miami. Atlanta. Another SSBN is off it's west coast. I have ordered our navy to blockade Aragon and destroy their navy. Every naval vessel of Aragon will be sunk by the end of the day." Then they all started singing the anthem of the Empire. Facing the Sun. "Cara Al Sol". Every soldier had their right arm raised straight out as they sang their anthem. Then near the end, Elsa shouted, "Castile." The people shouted in return, "Una." "Castile," "Grande," Was the response. "Castile," "Libre," the people responded. "Arriba Castile," "Arriba," they all shouted. "Antonio Primo De Rivera," Elsa shouted. "Presente," the people responded. "Fransisco Franco." "Presenta," they responded. "Alejandra Primo De Rivera," Elsa shouted. "Presenta." "Arriba Castile!" "Arriba." Then Elsa dismissed them and said, "Anyone who wishes to watch the dog who sold his own daughter into sexual slavery die, may stay and witness this man's punishment." Once the crowd had left the stadium, there were still several thousand men and women waiting. Elsa knew that what was to come would be gruesome. She had a reputation for being a vicious, merciless ruler and it was well-earned. She did not relish meting out this kind of torture, but it was necessary to show her citizens what she was willing to do to rule over them and provide them with the way of life she promised them. By being this kind of person, her citizens did not have to be. He had laid there unable to move and was only able to stare at the roof of the stadium. He had heard everything Elsa had said to the crowd and everything that the assembled troops had cried out in response. He knew that he was going to die, slowly. When he saw Elsa appear above, holding a large knife and smiling coldly down at him, all he could do was to begin pleading and screaming. The screaming did not stop until Elsa had tortured him to death. It was not pretty at all. In fact, it could only be termed brutal and bloody. She conducted herself like a robot, trying to keep her brutality at arm's length, mentally speaking. When it was done, what remained barely resumed a body. Even though the number of people who had remained to witness her actions was relatively small, Elsa knew that what she had done here would be told and retold throughout the country. The rest of his family would go to a labor camp and work for the rest of their lives. Elsa turned to the crowd, her hands and robes soaked with blood. She called out, "The animal is dead." The balance between the fleets of Aragon to the empire of Castile was ridiculous in the extreme. There was no comparison at all. Aragon had mostly a coastal defense fleet of coast guard cutters patrolling their shores for drug smugglers and the occasional fleeing bride. That was about it. Lately, they had tried to even the odds a bit by commissioning a class of shiny new heavy destroyers and a new class of frigates. They also commissioned an escort carrier to extend the range of their patrols further out to sea. Aragon also had several air wings of interceptors. But that was it. By contrast, the empire of Castile had multiple classes of light to heavy destroyers, corvettes, frigates to heavy missile cruisers. Castile also had multiple classes of hunter-killer submarines and even a few heavy supercarriers. They had thousands of interceptors to fighter bombers. Castile also spent billions to commission a new heavy bomber. Castile had a navy roughly equal to the best navies of the world. Aragon knew they stood little chance in a military conflict, which was why they had pursued a treaty with the United States, much like the treaty obligation the U. S. with Taiwan. But lately, the corruption and sickness of Aragon had caused the United States to rethink their commitment to defending Aragon. Some very troubling news had recently reached the ear of the US ambassador to Aragon. Castile's navy targeted Aragon's ships and the fight hardly lasted the night. Each and every naval vessel flying the orange and red flag of Aragon was targeted and showered with anti-ship missiles. Each of them ended up as a smoking hulk going to the bottom of the sea. Even their new destroyers didn't stand much of a chance. They got a few good hits in, and one of them managed to slip through the point defenses of the Castile fleet to hit the cruiser. A dozen seamen died in that hit. The response was very disproportionate, and that ship went to the bottom, killing every seaman on board. That night, Aragon's entire navy went to the bottom of the ocean, thousands of seamen died that night, and Castile's vengeance was not over. Castile's bombers flew over and bombed all of Aragon's harbors. Their harbors ended up as smoking ruins. No more ships would be able to dock at their facilities. Aragon was under a naval blockade. No supplies were coming in or out of the isle of Aragon. The air battles in the skies above Aragon were just as one sided. Aragon had only a few wings of fighter aircraft. The United States had provided them a wing of F15 Eagles and another wing of F22 raptors, giving Aragon a total of over a hundred very advanced fighter aircraft. The problem was their training. They never expected to have to engage in combat. They were there to patrol the skies, and that was it. If combat ever came, they fully expected the United States Carrier Air Wings to fight for them. The United States didn't lift a finger when the black fighters from Castile with the blood red arrows on the wing flew over the skies of Aragon. It was such a shock to see hundreds of fighters from Castile invading their skies that the Aragon patrols had no clue what to do. They were quickly targeted and knocked out of the sky within seconds. More fighters rose to try to defend the skies of Aragon to no effect. They tried to return fire at Castile's fighters, but the training of the Castilian pilots was much more advanced, and Aragon's return fire was easily avoided by Castile's pilots. Within the hour, Aragon's air force was totally destroyed. Castile had total air supremacy over the skies of Aragon. Aragon's air force had ceased to exist. Castile had destroyed Aragon's navy and air force within hours. Aragon's military capability was destroyed. All they had left were five divisions of troops, and they knew they couldn't fight if Castile decided to land troops on the shores of Aragon. They were left wondering why the United States didn't lift a finger during the battle. What the government of Aragon didn't know was that John Marks and Martin Hastings were American citizens when they were captured and married in unwanted forced marriages to other men. The United States also understood that Castile's princess was being held the same way, and the United States Navy had direct orders not to return fire or defend Aragon. Aragon was alone in this fight. But Castile was also warned not to land troops or try to annex Aragon. That would go too far. Aragon protested to the UN the next day. Their ambassador to the United Nations stood up and ranted about how it was such a violation of international law and asked why the US did not help defend their fleet. The Ambassador to the United States protested that they didn't even know. It was such a quick action by Castile that their fleet didn't have time to mobilize to defend Aragon. Then Aragon turned their attention to the Ambassador to Castile and threatened to invoke sanctions on them for their violent and unprovoked act of aggression. The Ambassador to Castile simply sat there silently while the Ambassador to Aragon ranted at them. When the Ambassador to Aragon was done ranting at the Ambassador to Castile, Castile's Ambassador calmly responded, "Your sick nation had thousands of women held captive. It has become a major hub for human trafficking. In fact, our own Princess Alejandra has recently been captured against her will and forced into a marriage in Aragon to a cruel Duke. She is being held captive against her will. Your rich people and your nobility consists of a bunch of perverts and rapists." "This is all coming from a fascist regime with an empress that rules with an iron fist," said Aragon, sneering in contempt. "Our princess is being held against her will. As are many other women in your nation who have had their freedom and their futures stripped from them just because their family signed a few papers," responded Castile. "Is anything I said incorrect?" "From what we have just heard," responded Aragon, "Your princess has chosen to remain in Aragon and in her marriage to the Duke. It's all of her own free will. It is her own choice." Castile's Ambassador clicked a remote, and a video of Alejandra's wedding to the Duke showed on a large screen. It showed her desperate protests and how she was silenced. How the justice of the peace responded that she had no say. It was all there, and then there were some videos of the wedding preparation and the reception. Castile's ambassador smiled and responded, "That doesn't look like her own free will to me. It looks like she protested, but her protests fell on deaf ears. Her refusal or consent or lack of it was irrelevant. This is forced." Then Aragon responded by showing a video of Isabella's speech at the reception where she announced her intention to remain with the Duke and how the Duke would help her transition. He smiled victoriously. Castile's Ambassador nodded in acknowledgment. "Be that as it may, she was still forced and there can be no question of that. We also don't know if she was forced to say those things, if she was threatened or coerced in any way. That statement cannot really be trusted, knowing that she is being held captive and has no rights of her own. We don't trust that statement from her. And there are thousands of women being held against their will in unwanted marriages. Your nation is sick, perverted, and cruel well deserving what it got that night." There was no argument about that. And everything turned against Aragon and, instead of condemning Castile, the gathered dignitaries held a vote to condemn Aragon's laws. They tried to protest that it was part of their culture and could not be abolished. It just helped Castile's case, and a vote was held and failed. But it was a close vote. But it was clear America would not intervene in the blockade. They were very disappointed with their ally. On the conclusion of the meeting, when they were leaving, Castile's ambassador approached Aragon's and said to him, "My Empress and my nation may reconsider if you consider releasing many of the women from their marriages and stop contracted marriages in the future. If not, then the blockade will remain in force." "We cannot change those laws," Aragon's ambassador snapped. Castile's ambassador smiled, "Just remember, we gave you an opportunity to avoid what is coming. You had a chance." The two rival ambassadors both knew what the truth was. They knew Isabella was there of her own free will, and her presence was intended this conflict. It had worked. And they all knew it was only the beginning of Aragon's suffering. Valentina had arrived for her meeting with the head of a family that wanted to adopt and help her recover from what she had suffered. Count Juan Julio was there with his wife Maria, and his two daughters, Karime and Juana, were waiting for him as he pulled up to their place. Maria stepped forward, introducing herself, "Welcome Valentina, I am Countess Maria and this is my husband, Juan, and our two wonderful daughters, Juana and Karime." She smiled as she shook her head and continued, "But, you have met us all before. So, are you sure about this Valentina, do you seriously want to be part of our family?" The two daughters smiled encouragingly at her. Their smiles made her feel welcome. They really wanted to care and help a younger sister so much. "Yes, my old family sold me!" Valentina said sharply. "I would love to have a real family to help me recover. You all seem very kind and have offered me everything I need. I will be more than happy to accept your invitation." The two daughters cheered and ran up to hug Valentina. They led her over to Maria's limousine. It was not a long drive to the courthouse where they had an appointment with a judge. Valentina and her future parents waited about twenty minutes until a bailiff stepped out from the judge's chambers and asked them to come in. Valentina, Maria and Julio stood up and went into the judge's chambers, which were really a very large office. They saw a middle-aged woman sitting behind an enormous desk and she came to her feet as she welcomed them. The judge looked at Maria and said, "So, you are here to make official an adoption of an adult, Valentina De La Vega, former wife of Count De La Vega, into your family. Am I correct, Countess Maria?" "Yes, Your Honor," She looked at Valentina and said, "And you approve of this, Valentina?" He nodded, "Yes Your honor. My former family is no more. They sold me and have been arrested and serving in a labor camp. I have no need for them anymore." The judge nodded as she already knew what had been done to her parents. She said, "Valentina, I am granting your request to dissolve your former marriage. I saw the documents, and it lacks your consent. I have dissolved that marriage, and you were never married according to our country. You are free of that. I will approve your adoption into the Countess's family, and you will be their son, or daughter, whichever way you choose to go, Valentina. Just sign these papers." Valentina signed the papers, Countess Maria and Julio signed as well. After she had also signed, the judge declared the adoption legal. "Good, you are now the youngest and only son of the Julio household. Congratulations." They walked out, and the daughters smothered him in hugs and kisses as their youngest sister. They could not see any boy in Valentina, and they were happy to have a younger sister. Maria then said, "And now we have an appointment with a doctor to examine you and give us the answers that we all need." They were driven to a fancy doctor's office and signed in. Maria and Valentina sat and waited. Valentina noticed the doctor's license on the wall, the letters OB-GYN were prominent on it. Maria had taken him to see a gynecologist. He didn't protest. The reasons were very obvious. But it would be embarrassing. They were finally let in, and Valentina walked in. He had to put on a hospital robe and then sit in the seat and spread his legs in the stirrups. The nice woman doctor examined him and asked, "You are male?" He nodded, and she examined him. She shook her head and stuck her fingers inside of Valentina's crevice between his legs. She spread the lips of his crevice and closely examined them and mentioned, "Whoever did this to you did very good work." Then she made an internal examination, took some x-rays, and examined Valentina's breasts. She also took some samples of Valentina's blood. Valentina returned to the waiting room and they waited for about ten minutes while the lab tests were performed. Finally, Valentina was led into the doctor's office, who looked very serious. Her expression was comforting, but a bit sad, as she knew about Valentina's case. "You are probably wondering what exactly happened to you and if it can be undone so you can live as a male again. I can see you are male. But as extensive as the work on you was, it does not really matter that you are genetically male. Valentina, you have an uterus and a set of ovaries. You appear to have perfectly functioning female reproductive organs. Your penis is useless. It is just there, but it does nothing for you. You have a vagina and everything that goes with it. That's why you have a female monthly cycle. You are probably wondering how this all happened?" "Well, my former owner made me have some very long operations." The Doctor told Valentina, "The work on you is extensive. It went all the way down to your genetic code. You have a Y chromosome. But your genetics and the Y were reprogrammed to make you female and prompt the growth of female reproductive organs. Everything was changed down to your genetic code. None of this can be undone without great danger to you, Valentina. What was done was very cruel." Valentina asked, "But this can be undone. Women have their reproductive organs removed. Especially for female to male transitioners and for other reasons. Couldn't this be done for me?" Valentina said hopefully "Yes, but it would be an extensive and drastic operation. If you are sure, but many of the other effects would remain," the Doctor said. Valentina shuddered and said, "I went through one operation. I won't go through another. But this is so cruel." Valentina covered his face and began crying as his new mother held him. He would have to accept being female. There was nothing else to do. They left the doctor's office to go to Valentina's new home. Maria said to Valentina, "Empress Elsa wants to personally see you tomorrow. You are one of the only males who was taken from here. You are one of the only males who had such extensive feminization done to him, and she really wants to see you tomorrow morning. But for now, let's go shopping and get you a new wardrobe, and then we need to find out what you want to do for your future." "That's easy," Valentina said. "I want to fight. I want to be a soldier. Like your daughter, Juana, in the Shadow Corps. That's what I want to be in so I can defend myself and fight. I want to free other women in Aragon. There are thousands of women like me that are being held there. I told the woman in charge of me I would rescue the other women. I was serious." Maria looked at her new daughter with a look of profound respect. "Juana can help you then. She will help you enlist in the Shadow Corps. And begin your training. Women train for up to six months before being accepted. They are the elite that do all of the dirty jobs like hostage rescue, capturing criminals, and other things. And it's only for women." Alejandra had seated herself by her husband across from her adopted mother and sister. She saw Katherine serious, angry frown on her face as she was looking at Alejandra's neck. Katherine saw the dark hickies on her neck and looked very unhappy. Alejandra just remained calm. Alejandra hoped that Katherine could maintain control and not make things worse. Her mother said, "Katherine, you said before the wedding you wanted to be the one to do this. It's up to you, Katherine." Katherine stood up and moved to sit beside Isabella. She smiled at her adopted brother wearing the beautiful Bliss Mask and said, "I have never seen these before and I want to look at that mask you are you wearing." Katherine sat close and ran her fingers over the hard plastic surface. She examined the jewels that were set in the mask. She ran her fingers around the eyes, cheeks, and beautiful ruby encrusted lips. "That is so beautiful and horrible at the same time. I am sorry for this, Alejandra. I can't believe so many women are forced into this. I hate that you have to do this." "This is the plan," Alejandra said confidently. "And you can see it is working. I have to do this today." "What is it like wearing that mask," Katherine inquired sadly. "I fucking hate it," Alejandra said sourly. "It's humiliating having to hide my face. This makes me so look feminine and submissive. It is hot, and I can't get it off. It is stuffy and very confining. And makes it very difficult to breathe or see. It makes me look very appealing to my husband." Katherine had guessed Alejandra hated it. Katherine knew Alejandra felt humiliated as a woman wearing it. Any woman would hate being forced to wear such a thing. Katherine didn't want to get into this, but she knew that she had to do it. It was expected of her, "Alejandra," Addressing her adopted sister by her own name now instead of Thomas, "From the way you looked at the reception. It looks like you gave Jose a blowjob, did you?" Katherine looked like she really hated having to do this. Alejandra saw the look in Katherine's face as she asked. It was full of embarrassment and regret. But it was still customary in this wedding ritual for the bride's family to ask about, and discuss the brides sexual activity on her wedding night. So it was expected of Katherine. Kimberly and Dianne stood there, fuming. "He forced me. It was disgusting and, I hated it," Alejandra replied. "Alejandra, I know you are aware we have to discuss it more," Katherine protested again. "I also hate having to do this, but it's expected, so please tell me what it was like. Tell me how he got you to do it for him." "The Duke just told me to do it on the way to the estate after the wedding," Alejandra replied. "He simply pulled my hair, and forced me to do it, I didn't want to, but he forced it in my mouth." "How did it feel?" Katherine inquired, she knew, but custom expected her to ask such intimate probing questions of the new bride. "Violated," Isabella replied. And it was huge. "I understand it does feel violating," Katherine agreed, looking at Jose. "You remember Marcus last year and I told you all he forced me. I remember how you reacted as if it was not a big deal. But I could see in your eyes that you were really outraged. Craig insisted that I simply accept it, and you backed him up." "I hated Craig, and you know I disagreed with him, but I tried to get him to lay off me a bit at times. I hated having to do that, but he was such a violent man at times." "Alejandra," Katherine said gently. "I fully understand, and I was not mad at you for that. I know you were trying to avoid his beating. And you never agreed with him." Jose saw that the two were associating him with a rapist that attacked Katherine last year, and he did not like it one bit. Katherine had to continue asking such intimate questions. "How big was his cock, can you tell us from how it felt inside of your mouth?" "Jose is massive," Alejandra replied. "It felt like it was around eleven to twelve inches long and around two inches in diameter. It pried my mouth open so much it hurt. It was difficult to hold it in my mouth. My jaw stretched and still aches. But I still love him, and it was wonderful." Alejandra saw it was hurting Katherine to treat her like this. "Most women hate it," Katherine stated. "How much did it ejaculate in your mouth?" "His ejaculations are massive," Alejandra simply replied, looking at Katherine and understanding she hated having to humiliate her like this in front of her family.. "It was so difficult to swallow." "You swallowed it," Katherine said in surprise and shock that Alejandra would demean herself like that. "He forced me," Alejandra snapped. "It was all in my mouth with more squirting. I had to swallow it or get choked by it all." "How much did it ejaculate," Katherine asked again. "I don't know," Alejandra replied. "The loads were huge, filled my mouth completely, my cheeks expanded. I swallowed and it kept shooting out from the tip. It was too much, and I tried to breathe, and it went up my nasal passages and down my nose. He ejaculates just too much. It's inhuman." "I am so sorry," Katherine said, feeling so sad. Her brother Thomas was some times an ass, but she knew he was trying to avoid beatings from Craig. She knew in her heart that Thomas really sympathized with women much more, and wanted better lives for women. And that he disagreed with Craig a lot. She knew Craig also knew, and that's why he did this to Thomas. Katherine also suspected, and knew that Thomas was really a girl. She was happy when he admitted to being Alejandra. "That happens. It's called the dragon or something when it goes in your nose. How long did you have to suck for," She inquired. "It was around twenty minutes," Alejandra simply replied, looking down somewhat ashamed but knowing Katherine had to ask these intimate questions. "The blowjob was not good," Jose explained. "She tried to make it good, but it wasn't. She needs more practice, and I enjoy giving girls more practice," The Duke smirked. "She will have much more practice tonight. Oral will be the main activity. She will get to practice it most of the night for me." Jose smirked, and Alejandra saw the look of repressed rage in Katherine's eyes. "How do you like to have your girls suck you?" Katherine demanded. "Mostly, the proper feminine submissive position on her knees," Jose replied as glared. "But I do enjoy having her lean over me in bed and do it for long hours. My favorite is straddling her face, my hips on top of her face rocking as it goes in and out of her mouth. That's what I plan on having her do tonight." "That is what my Marcus forced on me once, and Craig and Alejandra said I should accept it, and I had no right to be mad," Katherine said in anger. "I knew Alejandra simply took Craig's side to avoid a beating." Katherine also saw the dark look of hatred that Alejandra flashed at Jose and whispered darkly, "Jose, have you forgot your place, and our discussion about your life?" Then she smirked. Katherine also saw Jose hold her look, trying to appear in control in front of her family. Katherine knew she had to go on with this and asked, "Did your husband make you his woman last night," Katherine turned her attention to Thomas. Alejandra wanted to leave. She remembered asking Katherine that same question after spending a night with Marcus at Craig's instance. Alejandra recalled being slapped, but she also remembered Craig pressuring her to ask that, and demean Katherine that way. Alejandra hated Craig. She just tried to please Craig. Alejandra smiled knowingly at Katherine, and boldly said, "Yes, you know he did. We know Jose had sex with me, ejaculated in me last night, and made me his wife. And you also know I was forced to ask that question to you. I am sorry I didn't fight for you more. I should have." "Alejandra, I understand, and I am not holding it against you," Katherine said softly. "And I am sorry I have to do this now. It's about the same situation as you had with Craig when you were asking me those questions. So I have to ask. How long did he have sex with you last night?" "Which time?" Isabella asked. "The first," Katherine specified, knowing that there were probably multiple times from the look of Alejandra's neck."But tell us how many times he had you last night." "He had sex with me over and over again. I think he had sex with me three times last night. Then again this morning and the blowjob in the car. That is five times. He fucked me four. Each time lasted for hours. My ass is so sore from how many times he did it, and Jose was brutal. He fucked me very hard, he was hurting me." Alejandra almost choked a sob. "He wouldn't stop, He kept humping me all night. It was humiliating." Jose saw that Alejandra was a good actress. She was playing the part well in front of her family. They didn't know that the tables had turned, and Alejandra forced him to perform. Jose forced Alejandra into nothing. But he could do nothing about this now. Alejandra was vilifying him, and things being what they are, there was no reason to not believe Alejandra. Countless women do suffer things like this. Katherine asked, "So how was the first time he fucked you? Tell me what it was like and what he did. How did he penetrate you, how long, how did he ejaculate inside you?" Alejandra replied, "I told you, hours and he slowly penetrated my ass so I would adapt to being drilled with something so huge. He ejaculated in me." Katherine then asked, "How did it feel when your husband finally came inside you?" "It was disgusting, it ran down my legs," Alejandra replied. "Leanne cleaned me up the next morning and made me pretty." Then his mother spoke up, "Jose, can you and Katherine give the bride and I some privacy so I can talk with my daughter in private. I would like to give her some motherly advice." Alejandra watched them stand up and leave the table. Katherine glanced back as she left with Dianna. Jose left with them. Alejandra was left alone to face her mother. She didn't like this at all because they had had a very rocky life together. Things seemed to get better the previous night. Still, Thomas's apparent sexism as a boy combined with his father Craig's raising and how Craig treated her all combined to really the relationship with Suzan difficult. Alejandra thought that Suzan resented her." "I know you thought that I hated you, Alejandra," Suzan said. "And our relationship has been difficult because of my late husband. I am sorry for how I treated you." "I am also sorry for how I treated you and Katherine," Alejandra said. "I should have stood up for you two more instead of agreeing with Craig and trying to have a relationship with him. I feel bad." "Alejandra, I understand you were afraid of him. And that you were unable to stand up to him. It was not your fault," Suzan explained. Isabella looked at her mother through her beautiful jeweled feminine mask. "I came into your family when I was sixteen. You have no idea what I went through before I came to your family. It was horrific. I wanted nothing more than a mother to love me. I never received much love from you, but I understand I made it difficult. Still, I was only sixteen, and you just treated me with hostility as if I was some intruder in your family. You gave me cold indifference at best. Craig humiliated you and treated you as a sexual plaything, and punished you when you resisted. He was cruel to Katherine. Then you took out your frustrations on me. At first, I thought that you now love what is happening to me, you would feel that it served me right. I understand better now, and you hate this, and you understood me. I didn't know that you knew. I could have handled Craig easily, but I had to play the part and I could not stand up to him." He saw Suzan brace herself. She looked around in fear. She looked back at Thomas. "My daughter, I do understand. I know you could have destroyed Craig on your own. I knew who you were, but you couldn't. I hold none of it against you." "I know about you and where you came from, Alejandra," she replied with a knowing smile. "I understood before you told me. I had to pretend I didn't know where you came from. I had to pretend I saw you as just an intrusion on my family. And I had to agree to this to keep you here. I know you were a mighty prince and a general that led troops during the war. You could have crushed Craig in a second, but if you did, many awkward questions would have been asked. You couldn't show those skills. You had to act like a frightened typical sixteen-year-old kid. I can't blame you for that." Their talk ended as Jose and Katherine returned to the table. The waiter came and took their orders for their drinks. Alejandra was not allowed to order. The bride had to fast during the ceremony. She just sat there quietly while the drinks were brought, and the waiter took their orders for their meals. Then they talked among themselves. Katherine looked at Alejandra and gushed, "I have to admit, Alejandra that you do look like a beautiful princess now. You look so natural and beautiful as a woman. This may sound insulting, but I do not mean it that way, you make such a lovely bride, and that mask is beautiful. I had always known you were really a woman inside of all of that sexism. I knew when you played with our friends and dressed as another girl to hang out with us. You looked so natural. You are a beautiful bride." "Thank you for accepting me, Katherine," Alejandra replied, knowing that Katherine was sincere. The arrival of the waiters interrupted the rest of the conversation, there were steaming hot plates of food for them all, except Alejandra. She just had to sit there, hungry and silent as the others ate. She had her bliss mask on, and she was unable to eat a thing. They had to hurry a bit as it was almost time to go to the clinic for Isabella's examination. The Duke had become angry and a little spiteful at the power Alejandra had and how she and her sister was treating him now. The Duke approached one of the waiters. Alejandra could not hear what was being said. The Duke was taken over to an older man and started speaking with him. They seemed to have an agreement, and the Duke returned. Jose smiled and reached over to squeeze one of Isabella's breasts. Then he said, "Alejandra, my sweet. He said while rolling one of his nipples between his fingers under her top. "Yes, my husband," Isabella responded, glaring through the eyeholes of the bliss mask. Wondering what this idiot had in mind. The Duke smiled, "Please accompany me to the manager's private office?" And Jose smiled longingly at his bride, and she glared at him" Katherine looked at Jose with shock and hatred. She saw Alejandra sit there relaxed. There was no anger or outrage at this, and she wondered if her sister was becoming more submissive to him. Alejandra smiled sweetly, unseen through the mask, and said in a sickly sweet tone, "Why sure, my beloved husband. I will be glad to accompany you to the manager's office for some fun. Let's go." Katherine almost busted out, laughing at the tone Alejandra used, and she knew something was about to happen. The look in Alejandra's eyes and that tone and her posture made the hairs on her body tingle in alarm. She thought in her mind, "Duke, you moron." And she just shook her head. They went into the manager's private office with the older man just smirking at the couple and nodding. Jose shut the door and turned toward Alejandra with a look of pure lust in his eyes. The Duke approached Alejandra as she simply stood there relaxed with a cold look in her eyes. She was smirking, but no one could see that through the mask. Alejandra struck out when the Duke got close enough. Her open hand struck the Duke's eye sockets in a blinding flash quicker than anyone could possibly react. That and her extended red fingernails struck the Duke's eyes, and he cried out as his corneas were violently scratched. Alejandra made sure the strike was light enough not to blind the Duke. Just debilitate him. He cried out and held his injured eyes as Alejandra struck out with her other hand in quick succession toward the Duke's windpipe. He choked and gasped for hair as his windpipe was hurt. He collapsed, and Alejandra then struck the Duke's chest hard and knocked out all of the air from the Duke's lungs and then struck him across the temple, and he fell to the floor nearly unconscious. Then she violently kicked him in the side of the head. The Duke never knew what hit him. He never knew what he had. Alejandra was the general during the war. She let hundreds of thousands of troops to victory. And during the war, she took personal charge of the troops during the most vital assaults, often leading from the front and personally engaging the enemy troops face to face. The Duke was slowly becoming aware and looked up in shock and fear as Kimberly walked in. Alejandra reached her hand out and said, "Please, your sidearm." Kimberly unhooked her sidearm and handed it to the Princess. She gripped it and pressed it against the Duke's temple, and he froze in terror. Alejandra snarled, "You dare try anything like that again, and you will die. You know who the hell I am, and you know I can have you killed. I thought we already made that clear, but I guess you needed a serious lesson to get that through your thick skull. I am the Royal Princess of Castile. These are the Shadow Corps officers I told you about. I am in charge here, not you. Is that understood, Jose." He was still in pain but whispered, "Yes, your highness." "Good, after this stupidity, and attempt to dominate and humiliate me. You can consider this marriage over at this point. We are done. I won't sleep with you tonight, and you will get no more intimacy from me. Now leave us while we make plans for your countries future." The Duke stumbled out, and Katherine nearly laughed. She had suspected that the Duke would get his ass handed to him. Alejandra was tired of wearing the stupid mask now, and she reached up and easily unbuckled the hooks and removed it. She would not wear that damned thing again. Another woman entered the office, and Alejandra's face jerked up at the women entering the office. She saw Kimberly smile, but she did not really recognize this other woman. The other woman stood in front of Alejandra and bowed respectfully. "Pr?ncipe Alejandro Primo De Rivera. I remember you very well, my Principe. Do you remember me and our great times together, before you started letting your sister dress you like a girl and call you the princesa?" Alejandra looked at this woman and then recognized her. "Dianna, Dianna Carlos from the house of Carlos. Their eldest daughter. Is that you Dianna?" She smiled. "Yes, I am Dianna. We loved each other before your sister took over and humiliated you like that. We were going to marry, and it hurt me so much. How could you allow this to happen? You let her take your crown and then make you into her sister." Juana had been worried since her family adopted this very feminine boy and her worry grew even more after Valentina's appointment with the doctor. Something was very wrong after that. Juana understood he received very bad news at his appointment. He had wanted to have hope that he could recover his sex and live as a man again. That hope was shattered. It would be an expensive, very extensive, and long operation. It would be difficult and risky, and he was discouraged from it. It was his choice, but he decided against it. What was done to him was so extensive, and total, going back was too much. Valentina had to accept he was now female. It was cruel, and she heard Valentina sobbing in his new bedroom for hours. Then she saw her leave her room with a fierce and determined look in his eyes, and he went down the steps to the workout room and began pounding on the training bag. And he had been there for many hours. She and her sister used the training equipment often, but she was a commander in the Shadow Corps, and Karime was a fighter pilot. They had to be in shape and trained often. Juana walked down the steps to see Valentina relentlessly thrashing the hanging bag. Juana approached Valentina from behind to stop her. "Valentina, stop. You are hitting it wrong. Let me show you how it's done." Valentina stepped back as Juana stood in front of the bag. She got into the fighting position and stepped in and punched the bag. It flew back from the force of her strike, and she hit it with a few viciously powerful combinations of strikes and punches. She even elbowed it. She finished it off with a powerful flying kick. "You see Valentina. Step in for power and hit the bag with the front of your fist, with your knuckles. Don't bend the wrist when you strike. Turn your hips when you strike. Now try it again and show me." Valentina got into the same position as Juana and then stepped in like she had and punched the bag with her knuckles. The bag didn't move as much as when Juana hit it. But it did move. She hit it a few more times. "Good, Valentina. You listen well. Those strikes were very good. We will have to put you through physical training to improve your strength so you can hit harder. Then I can teach you more." Juana was an impressive woman. She stood there over six feet tall. Her entire body bristled with muscular power. She almost looked like a man sometimes. Almost, but she was unmistakably female. But she was extremely strong and very fierce. Valentina never wanted to piss her off. But Juana was also very caring and kind. "What is all of this about?" Juana asked. "I know you want to be strong like we are. And you want to join the Shadow Corps. But why?" "I don't want anyone to hurt me again," Valentina said. "I want to be able to fight back if someone tries to do something to me again. I want to be able to hurt them. I don't want to be used like I was anymore. Can you understand?" Valentina asked. "Yes," Juana replied. "I was told what happened to you. You were sold by your family into a cruel marriage with a sadistic noble in Aragon. He forced you to marry him, and he made you his bride. You were his unwilling wife, and he probably raped you every night and made you do other disgusting sexual stuff that no straight man ever wanted to do with another man. You want to be strong, so it can never happen to you again." "Yes," Valentina said. "I don't want anyone to touch me like that again. It was humiliating and violating. I was helpless. He hurt me every night. It was a nightmare, I was trapped. I was helpless, and I never want to be like that again. I also want to go back and help the other women that are trapped like I was." "I can understand," Juana shot back. "I will help you. But you weren't a wife. No one treats a wife like that. You were more like his toy to abuse. He cared nothing about your feelings. Valentina, why do you look at me like you are afraid?" "You remind me of another woman in Aragon," Valentina replied. "You remind me of Tabitha. She was a cruel disciplinarian that was called when I got out of line. And I got out of line a lot. I refused to obey, and I fought them a lot. I talked back a lot. I refused to submit to being a wife since I was not given a say in the deal. I did not feel bound by it in any way. So they called Tabitha a lot. She was huge, like you. She was large and strong, and she was vicious and sadistic." "I would love to meet her," said Juana angrily. "If she thinks she is so strong, wait until she meets me. There is also something mother and me would like you to consider, now that you are part of our family." Valentina looked at Juana, waiting for an answer. Juana continued, "We would like you to see a therapist to help you through some of the pain. Like what Tabitha did to you. I would still love to see her." Valentina laughed. Tabitha might be very intimidating to helpless male brides like him. But she would be as helpless against a high-ranking commander with military style training from the Shadow Corps. Valentina quipped, "I want to teach them all a lesson. That's why I want to be so strong. Tabitha, Leanne, and that sadistic Count." "Who is Leanne?" Jeanne asked. "She was a sadistic beautician. She was primarily in charge of me. She beautified me, dressed me, did my hair and makeup. She required me to obey and had this sadistic chair with leather straps on it. She had me restrained for the Count and controlled my daily activities. She cared nothing for my feelings as she worked on me, beautifying me so the Count could have his deviant sadistic desires and abused me every night. If I fought her, she punished me. She expected me to comply and go along with her. If I didn't, she then had me punished. She justified what she was doing by saying that the same thing happens to many women in the country. "She thought she was just making things even for men. But it is not even and what was done to me far exceeds what the women suffer. I was forced to change my entire sex, women don't have to do that. I want her to experience that life and see how she likes having no say in anything. Being totally controlled by others and expected to accept it or else. And then being abused nightly by some guy that just signed some forms and married her. I think she actually enjoyed hearing and arranging me to sexually service that man. I think she really liked hearing me choke as he shoved his cock down my throat. I heard her on the other side of the door, giggling the first few nights. I really think she liked that." Juana giggled. "I agree such a woman deserves to experience it herself. And there is another part of our laws against arranged marriages. That is, if the one has been involved in trafficking before, they are exempt from the ban. That means that people like Tabitha and Leanne cannot use the law against arranged marriages to avoid one themselves," Juana giggled. "Now, let's get some rest. I will start your formal training tomorrow, and remember, the Empress wants to see you." As they were walking up the steps, Juana asked, "What about the Count?" "I want him to be turned into a girl, for the desires of another man." Valentina smiled cruelly. Juana returned the smile, "That would be perfect for him. I heard some Baron is experiencing that exact thing right now because he forced another man to marry him and forced that man to crossdress for his sexual desires. Now he is experiencing it himself and I heard he does not like it that much. I was the one who captured him and freed his male bride," Juana giggled as they walked up the steps. "Serves him right," Valentina said with a smile. "I will get strong like you, Juana." Valentina admired Jeanne so much. <<<<<<>>>>>> Victor Knox sat on his overstuffed sofa watching his television this morning. He had watched this same thing multiple times already this morning, but this one event in his life solidified everything for him. He was watching his long-winded bombastic speech in front of the United States Congress, describing the nation of Aragon and its cruel laws that allowed someone to be sold and bought by another person. He recounted his experience as the wife of the Duke in very intimate detail that was embarrassing, but it caused a firestorm. Many questioned him but he had enough evidence to back up everything he stated, and his statements were proven and caused a huge backlash against that country. They were very sorry for what they did to him. Aragon no longer got any shipments of any materials they badly needed to keep up their defense. He warned the Duke that this would happen. The Duke ignored him and continued to abuse him night after night. He wasn?t a wife, Victor was a man, but he was used as a wife by the Duke. One thing that Victor hated was how small he really was. He was an embarrassment to his family and they seriously doubted his ability to maintain control of such a powerful company. His name was Victor Knox, they wanted him to be large and imposing like his father Edward Knox, but he was the smallest of all of his siblings. Even his sister Elisabeth was larger than he was. He was very small, and effeminate. His larger and more masculine siblings considered him an embarrassment. For the firstborn child of his father Edward, they gave him the name Victor expecting him to be large and imposing like his father and he was anything but that. He grew up a small, very feminine, and very emotional child. He cared greatly about things and other people?s pain affected him. He cried a lot and seemed to care a lot about women's safety and protection. He was very vocal about his opposition to how his father treated women. Victor was a very big embarrassment and many of his siblings took offense that he would run the company and conspired to take it from him. His father agreed to help remove him. It was a big shock to him when he was abducted and married to another man. He was enraged to learn it was his own family?s doing, including his father and he learned a great many things. But he eventually proved his family wrong when he escaped and returned to seek vengeance. He turned them all in and they are now serving life sentences. He is here running the company himself and has almost endless wealth. His father is dead. He was scheduled to have lunch with someone after noon so it was about time to get ready for it and he went into his bedroom to dress. He was always a very effeminate child with very soft girlish features. He was mistaken for a girl a lot of times. His face did not have the angles of a man at all, and his hair was very soft and blonde. His eyes were rather big for a boy and his frame was very slim. But they were nothing like he is now and he didn?t know what to do now. He stood there with very large oversize hips, his face was even more feminine than before, his body had taken a very feminine shape because of what the Duke did to him and he had breasts. They were small breasts, just like the Duke wanted, but they were breasts. These changes could be reversed, he was told when he returned to the United States. But it would require surgery and cutting into his chest to remove them. He didn?t want to have a mastectomy. He would have a big scar on his chest then, so for the time being, he just lived with this very womanly body and it hardly bothered him after a while. He tried to pass himself off as a man in charge, but most people still called him Ms. Knox, or Ma?am, or Lady. He simply lived with it and accepted he was the woman in charge of the company. He wondered if he should go all the way at times. The Doctors that examined him here were at a loss as how they were able to change him like this with no surgery. These changes went all the way to the genetic makeup of his body. So he went to change for his lunch and chose a pair of women?s slacks that gave enough room in the hips to move and a pair of panties and a matching bra. He needed a bra for support and may as well wear panties too and then he chose an oversized shirt so his breasts would not show. He styled his hair and brushed it, then a slight coat of makeup brushed on and he was ready. He cursed just before he left his place to go to lunch with the last person he ever wanted to go to lunch with. Victor went to the restaurant they had chosen to meet at and he saw the man there waiting at a table. Victor went over to the table with a vicious look in his eyes and sat down in front of this man. The man laughed and asked, "Are you still angry after all of this time, Vanessa. It's been over a year and you clearly won. You are on top and took everything from us. What are you still upset about?" "That you and my family had me sold, Jason," Victor responded between his teeth. "And you abused me during my captivity. You had loads of fun enjoying my captivity and I thought you were my friend. And you ask why I am still angry?" Victor glared at the man across from him, the person he grew up, and played with as a boy, a person he thuoght was a dear friend. "Look at you, you and my family tried to take everything away from me. I thought you were my friend." "You always had everything," Jason pointed out. "You had everything given to you, while I grew up with very little. And you were a dissapointment to your father so he came to me, and my family. I did resent you. But why are you still living like a woman?" Victor said acidly, "I have felt like I was female all my life. My family found out and they were ashamed. And I didnt really know what was happening to you." Then he asked, "Victor, I know you were meant to be a girl?" "Yes, but I don?t want to be forced into it. I was forced, and now I don?t know what to do. Thank you for that, Jason." Victor had had enough and stood up to leave when Jason said, "Victor, I would be very cautious about your new friends. Empress Elsa and her sister, the Princess." "They had me rescued," Victor said, "they were the only ones who cared. Bye, Jason. I have no more interest in talking to you. We are finished." Victor stormed out of the restaurant. Authors note I do hope that I get some responses from this. I really hope some people are enjoying this tale, Please tell me if you are.