Princess of Castile

By Jennifer Reed
Thomas meets some new people at the wedding reception

The door to the limo opened and the Duke slid in beside his male bride, Thomas. Thomas looked up, feeling very small and meek before the enormous man towering above him. They looked very much like a newlywed couple. The Duke’s eyes were filled with lust as he looked down at his bride. “I love you Isabella. You are a ravishing and beautiful woman.”

The Duke motioned for the driver and the driver pulled away from the curb. The Duke descended on his bride in a fury of lust. The Duke wrapped his arms tightly around his bride and began smothering Thomas with passionate kisses. Thomas sat still as revulsion rushed through his very core. Thomas was being smothered in kisses and his desperate squeals were silenced by the Duke’s passion. Thomas was completely revolted. He gagged and choked as the Duke’s tongue was slithering inside his mouth. Thomas could do nothing but accept his husband’s kisses. Thomas kept himself strong and refused to allow himself to go into panic mode to fight this assault. He remembered he was the wife and he was going to honor his word to accept the Duke’s advances.

Thomas stiffened as he felt the Duke’s hand slide under the top of his gown and beneath his bra cup to begin pinching his nipple. Thomas felt his nipple being pulled and rolled between the Duke’s forefinger and thumb. Then the Duke began squeezing the soft mound of flesh under Thomas' raised nipple. Thomas cried a little.

Thomas felt disgusted. The painful and violating pulling of his nipple and squeezing of his breasts as he was being forcibly kissed felt completely gross. Even if he had been a genetic woman, he would have been repulsed by the Duke and his behavior. Thomas passively accepted this because he didn’t have any choice. It didn’t take long. By the time the Duke had enough playing, Thomas' face had a thin coat of the Duke’s saliva on it that was dripping down his cheek. His lips were sore from how hard the Duke had kissed him. His breasts felt sore from being squeezed so cruelly. Then the Duke looked deeply into Thomas' eyes.

Thomas choked with desperate emotion and tears, “That was disgusting. I feel so violated and disgusted, Jose.”

The Duke said, “My Princess. I know you are very scared because you have never been with a man like me. I love you a lot and I will be here to take care of all of your needs my love. I will be a good husband for you and help you adapt to being my wife. Leanne will also help you and there will be other women to help explain some of our customs to you. You are my wife and you need to accept that you have become a woman.”

The Duke’s eyes hardened and narrowed as Thomas replied harshly, “Never! I am not a woman. I am a man and I will never accept being your wife. I was not meant to be a wife.”

The Duke chuckled knowingly. “Isabella, my princess, you are now my bride and it’s time you fully accept it. This is your life. You are no longer a man. You were meant to be a woman and you know that in your heart. Your sister told me all about the games you played with her as children. She told me how you dressed and showed me the pictures of you so pretty as a teen. And,” Jose locked eyes with a frightened and betrayed Thomas. He smiled knowingly. “And you have tiny budding breasts. I felt them when I was feeling your nipples a few moments ago. Men don’t have flesh like that under their nipples. Only girls have those and you must have gone to some effort to develop a chest like that. So please stop pretending to be a man. You know you aren’t and that you never wanted to be a man. I will give you the life you wanted and the freedom to follow it.”

Thomas shook his head, “I have no idea what you are talking about. My sister forced me to develop like this. It was never my choice.” He knew he was lying, but he simply wasn’t willing to admit it to a man like the Duke.

“I will accept you and help you become the woman you want to be. Leanne will also assist you,” said the Duke. “That is how much I love you.”

Thomas snorted rudely, “Don’t pretend you care anything about me, Jose. You know that I am a man. You have no interest in helping me and neither does Leanne. Leanne is a sadistic cunt you paid to force me into this life, for your perverted desires. She is only interested in a paycheck. Helping me isn’t on her mind, she is helping you get what you desire. You are a cruel sadistic monster and you only want to force me to be your wife for your sick deviant desires. You are only interested in your own pleasure and your quest for vengeance against my family. You want to crush me. There is nothing I can do to stop you. You set it up that way, so I have no choice. I am trapped into being your wife with no way out. So please don’t lie to me. You lied to everyone else, but I see through your lies. I am not your wife. I am your captive.

The Duke sat silently, watching Thomas closely. His hand playing in Thomas' under Thomas' bra cup squeezing his breast.

Thomas still couldn’t get used to the feeling of a man squeezing his breast. It made his skin crawl. “I will never accept you as my husband because no one gave me a choice. Least of all you!”

It was a fact that Thomas had a lot of trouble accepting. He had swallowed ounces of the Duke’s semen. It was much more than most men ejaculate. How could he handle so much at once?

The Duke seemed to know what Thomas was thinking of as he pulled his slacks down, exposing his enormous penis in full view of Thomas' wide desperate eyes. He smiled and said, “Isabella I want your affections right now.”

Thomas warily looked at the huge penis the duke was offering for his service. Thomas trembled with disgust and shook his head in defiance. This was a terrible, disgusting thing that the Duke was demanding. Jose had discussed it openly with his sister and the other women at the photoshoot. The Duke wanted Thomas to give him a blowjob.

After his previous experience, Thomas could not imagine accepting the semen again, let alone accepting an actual penis filling his mouth now. But he knew it was going to happen. It was too much. “No, Please, Jose.” Thomas' voice cracked as his lower lip quivered.

The Duke kept his gaze on the trembling young, feminized man as Thomas shook in fear as he watched the Duke offering out his penis. The Duke said, “You know you have to do this for me. And you know you will be required to do this a lot. You are a woman and my wife, you know now it’s your job to submit to my desires. I will appreciate that very much.”

“No,” Thomas said adamantly. “You can’t make me do it,” Thomas said, knowing the Duke could force him. “I am a man and that is disgusting. I refuse to give you a blowjob. I won’t allow it.”

“Isabella, I know that until now, you have lived as a heterosexual man pursuing women. Women are no longer part of your life now, except to guide you along your new path. You are now my wife. Your family agreed to this and gave you to me. Your husband now wants your wifely affections. You *WILL* do it. My dick wants your affections as my wife. Whether or not you ‘allow’ it is irrelevant. It will happen. Whether you do it willing or I have to force you to do your wifely duty is the question. You will be sucking my dick. It is your choice how it gets done. You are a sexy refined woman right now. You are a woman the other women will envy. They will be jealous of you and want to show you up on your wedding. Think about it, all those society bitches wondering why a man is so sexy and has the most powerful man in the nation at his side. Why do you have such beautiful jewelry and the largest wedding ring. You as a man should not have those things all women desire. They will be jealous of you. Don’t make me have to mess it all up by having to force you. You won’t look so refined then.”

The Duke’s eyebrow raised as he looked at Thomas. “You will make a very dignified impression on those women. You wouldn’t want them to see you all messed up because I had to struggle with you. You won’t want to look like I had to overpower and force a blowjob from you. Would you, my love?”

The Duke watched Thomas' wheels turn as he considered his options. Thomas knew he had to make a very dignified impression on the women if he ever wanted to be someone people could respect and follow. This was still disgusting and he didn’t know how he could get through it. Thomas knew it would happen whether he refused or not. He would be performing oral sex on the man either way. He swallowed his male pride and whispered in total defeat, “I will do it.” His eyes cast down in shame.

“What will you do?” demanded the Duke. He wanted to hear Thomas' total feminine submission.

Thomas looked down at his feet in shame. “I will suck your dick.”

“Good, now that it is settled.” Jose nodded in satisfaction and Thomas' surrender.

Then the Duke leaned over to kiss Thomas again. He struggled as he felt the Duke smother in with passionate intimate kisses once again. Then he lifted Thomas' chin up and started kissing Thomas' neck. Thomas felt the Duke press his lips against his throat and begin sucking. The sucking sensation was a weird uncomfortable feeling. Then Thomas realized that the Duke was giving him a very visible hickey on his neck. Everyone would see the mark the Duke made on him. Thomas knew that that was the point and he felt very humiliated at the realization. Once the Duke finished and pulled away, he admired the dark spot he made on Thomas. Then he smiled and commanded, ”get down on the floor for me.”

Thomas went down to his knees on the floor, feeling the crushing defeat of his masculine pride. Thomas was filled with shame as he looked up at the large flaccid penis hanging inches from his face. The smell of the man’s crotch filled his nasal passages at that moment. The pubic hair scratched his face. This was the position many women assumed for their husband. The Duke saw the fear in Thomas' eyes. “Don’t be afraid my bride. It is what a woman should do for the man she loves. Don’t you agree?”

Thomas agreed with the Duke, but he wasn’t a woman. The Duke knew it too, but he did not care. Thomas could only reply slowly, “Yes, I agree.”

“I am glad we agree,” said the Duke feeling victory over the young man. “Now wrap your hand around my cock and put it in your mouth. Many women have done this for me, used their hand on my dick to prevent too much of it getting in their throat causing them to choke. Make my dick hard in your mouth and make sure to seal your lips around it. Then start sucking. I want to feel the erotic stimulation of your lips caressing the skin of my penis. Use a lot of tongue around the head, swirl it around the head and the slit.”

Thomas sobbed as tears streamed down the side of his face as he wrapped his fingers around the flaccid penis of his husband. He couldn’t believe nor accept that he was holding another man’s penis in his hand. This was something a man should never do. A straight man like him shouldn’t ever do it. It was fine for a gay man to do this disgusting thing, but he was not gay. He whispered while softly caressing the penis and lowering his face down to it.

Thomas stretched his jaw as wide as possible to allow the enormous bulbous head to slide in between his gleaming red lips. He felt the head penetrate his lips and side into his warm mouth and rest as he sealed his lips around the shaft.

The Duke groaned in pleasure as he started. “That feels good. If you don’t want to think of yourself as gay, try to think of yourself as a woman doing her marital obligation to your husband."

It felt like his skin was crawling while his mouth will filled with his husband’s penis. The penis was prying his jaw apart more than he had ever opened his mouth before. This was painful.

Thomas began bobbing his head, massaging the shaft of his husband’s penis with his lips and tongue as a woman did. An overwhelming sense of shame filled him as he was on his knees before his husband in a very feminine submissive position that women did for the man they love giving him oral affection. Many women did it out of love and devotion to their husband. It was an enduring act of love a wife should do for their husband. This was a fulfilling feeling for a woman who did it for their the one they loved and devoted themselves to. Some women even loved the taste, but many did not. The women enjoyed doing it for their husband’s desire, out of a feeling of obligation and the desire to feel her husband's desire for her. It is an obligation for a woman, but not like this. No woman should endure this. This was forced. This was not love, there was no devotion or obligation. There was no marital bond of love or affection. This was just force and fear. Thomas imagined any woman would feel exactly as he was feeling if she was placed in this position. Thomas felt fear, disgust, and degradation.

A woman doing this duty for the man she loved felt good. She felt his desire and, connected with her own, it created a bond of love between the two. Her need to feel his sexual desire, and his need to be pleased by her. This was not that situation. He felt nothing except extreme humiliation and degradation at what this man was doing to him. He felt demeaned as a person and as a man. His jaw was aching as he moved his head back and forth along the penis. He was stimulating it with his moist lips. The penis impaling his mouth slowly hardened, stretching his jaw further. It stiffened into an enormous rod that was violating him. Thomas felt the heat pulsing from the penis as it grew. Thomas felt no desire or love for the man he was doing this for. It was gross and he gagged at the pubic hair getting stuck in his mouth.

A very satisfied groan escaped from the Duke as he held Thomas' head and slowly guided him in his first oral sex with another man at the rate that gave the Duke the most pleasure. It was clear he wasn’t guiding Thomas at the pace that would result in an orgasm yet. The Duke was enjoying the sensations he was receiving from Thomas’ lips against the tender flesh of his own penis.

Ten minutes passed as he slowly increased the pace. Thomas' jaw burnt in agony. His mind was in complete turmoil at being forced to do oral sex on another man. It was a truly grotesque experience that he desperately wanted to be over. It was very demeaning. He had been giving this man a blowjob now for what seemed like forever and he was still working his head at a very slow pace that was not intended to result in an orgasm. Weren’t they expected somewhere? Then, the Duke forced Thomas at a quicker pace and he was doing a more moderate speed. Thomas' head was bobbing up and down and his mouth started to fill with the Duke’s pre ejaculation. The pungent fluid choked him in disgust. He tried to pull his head away but the Duke’s firm grasp prevented him. He choked and sputtered as more fluid flowed into his mouth. It kept slowly oozing into his mouth as he kept sucking. Thomas did not expect it to happen and it was so sudden that he wasn’t ready for the disgusting taste. The taste was horrible and Thomas realized why many women he talked to said they hated tasting it. Most women only did it because they loved the man. Thomas was a man who could never feel any desire or sexual attraction for another male. This was demeaning, and the taste was horrible. He had had no choice except to continue and swallow the small amounts of pre ejaculation that was flowing continuously into his mouth. Jose tightly gripped his head occasionally to shove the large head into his throat. Thomas violently gagged and choked, but he could get no relief from the penis lodged in his mouth.

The Duke released his head as he groaned. He reached down to caress Thomas' face. “Mmmm, this is so wonderful Isabella. This feels so good. I am getting close. I promise I won’t cum on your face. I will cum in your mouth and you will have to work to quickly swallow it all before it runs out of your mouth.. Just as a woman should.” The Duke smirked evilly.

Thomas' mind ached and silently screamed ‘no’. Thomas knew he would swallow this man’s semen. There was no way around it. His deeply hidden truth was that he knew he was a woman inside. He was reacting to the forced sex as any woman would. The male pride he held on to was being defeated but something much stronger was coming out and the Duke would regret it.

The Duke began violently thrusting into Thomas' helpless mouth. He gripped Thomas' curls as he thrust his penis into the younger man’s mouth. Thomas could do nothing but accept that the Duke was now fucking his mouth. Humiliating sucking sounds from his mouth filled the limo. Thomas knew the signs, having experienced this many times from the other side of this demeaning act. He had done this to women.

Thomas squealed and gagged as Jose erupted. His face twisted in revulsion as his mouth rapidly filled with his husband’s pungent hot semen. Semen suddenly shot into his mouth and it kept flowing. His cheeks puffed as his mouth filled to its capacity and threatened to overflow as he desperately squealed. Thomas desperately tried to swallow the pungent juices that totally filled his mouth to avoid making a mess on his face. Disgustedly, he swallowed it and felt the disgusting juice flow down his throat. Another shot unexpectedly shot out as he was in the process of swallowing the first load. His mouth filled again, puffing his cheeks out with the enormous quantity of semen that no man should be able to produce. It was so unexpected that he accidentally inhaled a great quantity into his nasal passages and it flowed out of his nose and down his face. Thomas violently choked on the semen and tears began flowing from his eyes. It was a disgusting experience and he uncontrollably sobbed. So much for presenting himself with any sort of dignity for the assembled women. His red eyes, running makeup and semen covering his face. They would all know what he had done and would have a good time laughing at the feminized male bride who had just given his husband a blowjob. He took a few Kleenexes and attempted to clean his husband’s semen off his face.

“I submitted and gave you your blowjob and it still messed my face up because you were way too rough,” Thomas yelled in anger. “It spilled up my nose and went down my face and chin. How can I present myself with any sort of dignity now? I don’t even have any makeup to redo it.” Thomas was trying to wipe the semen off of his face and mouth.

The Duke had a very satisfied look on his face. “I am a large man and I produce a lot of cum my princess. You did very good with such a large quantity and swallowed most of it.” The Duke smiled approvingly. “You handled my load much better than most women. I will give you a lot of practice at it, Isabella you will improve with more time. You’re talented and very lovely mouth will give me much pleasure.” The duke smiled. “Thank you for such a good blowjob.”

Thomas felt such a deep sense of humiliation. He hung his head and softly wept. The humiliation he was feeling was overpowering him. He never wanted to do such a disgusting thing again. Thomas rubbed his red eyes trying to regain control of his emotions. His eyes were red from crying and his jaw hurt from being forced open for so long. He was rubbing his jaw, trying to massage it. “That was disgusting. If this is what you want me to do then we will have to talk. I can do this, but Duke what is in it for me? You just want to hurt and humiliate me for what my father did to you. This isn’t right.”

“My love, this is not about revenge against your father. He has nothing to do with this. He made big mistakes that really upset me. Your father was very rude, and very malicious. I am not doing this to you over anything your father did to me or my family. I want you, my love. This is about my desire and what I can give you. I can give you more than anything you ever imagined. Your father did nothing to me. He tried to, but he was annoying. He thought he had a lot more power than he really had here. He was an irritation, but that’s it. In the end, I got the best of him and his son will fall for me.”

“What if I don’t fall for you?” demanded Thomas. “I am still a straight man. No matter what you force me to do or how you make me look?”

The Duke smiled, “I think you can fall for me, my sweet. I will give you anything you desire.”

Thomas frowned. “I doubt it. May I ask what my father did to your family?”

“Your father was very malicious. He thought he could get away with anything and he had some powerful allies here until he went too far. He dug his own grave. We will speak of him later,” The Duke said.

“What made him agree to do this to me,” Thomas inquired. “How did you force him to accept this?”

The Duke looked at Thomas. “Your father made a horrible miscalculation in how he handled me and my family and my sister. Craig knew it and I told him to arrange this for you and I would forgive him and leave the rest of his family alone. Your stepmother was afraid when she saw how you were treating women. She was afraid that you would become him,” said the Duke. “So your sister and mother agreed with your father and consented to this marriage in order to insure you don’t become your father. Your sister didn’t want you to treat women the way your father did. And she gets a lot of personal satisfaction seeing you become a wife. And she thinks you will want this anyway.”

“I would never become my father. I had my ways with women, but I always made sure they were comfortable with me. I never forced women. I never agreed with how my father treated women. You don’t have to abuse me like this,” Thomas told him still sniffling and sobbing over what he had just experienced.

The Duke laughed. “This isn’t abuse. My wife just performed her marital obligations. I had to apply some pressure and it is my right as a husband. I know it is a difficult transition, but you will get accustomed to it in time. Just like any wife.” He was enjoying this.

Thomas couldn’t imagine doing that again. It was the most disgusting thing he ever had done. He felt so revolted and demeaned that he had trouble composing himself for his husband. His husband just brushed it off as if it was nothing and that it was his duty as a wife. The Duke never considered Thomas a man. Thomas had no choice. His personal feelings were irrelevant. “Yeah, I will consider it. I will submit to being your loving wife with some conditions for me. I will stop fighting you. I will at least act like I love you. I will need something from you, when you think I have made enough progress.”

“My love, I will give you anything you ask if you can do that for me. I can give you the world,” said the Duke dreamily.

Thomas shook his head. “There is nothing you can give me. You took everything from me. Some things may make this life more acceptable if you can. Just remember, you said anything I ask.”

“I will give you anything,” Replied the Duke. “You just have to ask me, my love. We will discuss it. Don’t ask me for something unreasonable.”

“Unreasonable,” Thomas snorted in contempt. “Like demanding that I change my sex for you, my very life, simply because you desire me. Live as a female and become your wife and submit my entire life for your pleasure. Unreasonable?” Thomas' thinly arched eyebrow rose. “Doing this to me, I think entitles me to ask anything of you. Nothing should be considered unreasonable after this.” Thomas' look was hard and unyielding.

The Duke returned his wife's look and it began to dawn on him. Thomas was very intelligent and determined. Whatever he was considering, was something huge and would be painful to deliver. It would be difficult to refuse.

“What I want most, is my freedom. I want to leave and marry who I choose and return to being a man.” Thomas gave the Duke an accusing look. “But we both know you won’t let me, because you are a perverted bastard. It is exciting to force another man to be your male wife.” Thomas' eyes hardened. “You are disgusting.” He was trying to get the vile taste of the Duke’s semen out of his mouth. It was so disgusting he began gagging and trying to calm himself. Tears were still flowing down his face as they drove.

The Duke was watching his wife as they drove. He had his hand up his wife’s wedding gown sensually caressing and feeling Thomas' upper thigh. Thomas' thigh felt so soft and silky encased in his stockings. The limo approached the banquet hall the Duke rented for the reception. The guests were all waiting and probably wondering what was taking the Bride and Groom so long. Some of the bridesmaids who were there for the pictures knew what the Duke had planned. They were eager to see what condition Thomas was in after that experience. Katherine was very curious and could hardly wait to see her brother now. They knew the bride and Groom would be a little late and for what reason.

The Duke watched Thomas slowly regain control over his emotions as they approached the hall. Thomas slowly forced himself to stop sobbing. He got a tissue and wiped off the long purple streaks of eyeshadow that had ran down his face. He attempted to regain some composure and look more refined. He tried to wipe off the semen from his chin and the gobs that went on his face. He started to wipe the semen from his lips when the Duke told him to stop. Jose wanted people to see the semen on his mouth and on his face. Thomas understood and didn’t argue. He looked at his reflection and he didn’t do a very good job. He still had semen drying on his lips and some still on his cheek. Thomas even had semen stuck in his hair. He hoped he could see Leanne. She knew how to make him look more dignified and she had amazing skills. He hated her as a person, but he respected her abilities. She was very beautiful and skilled. Leanne was highly intelligent, and very cruel.

“Will Leanne be there?” Inquired Thomas softly.

“Yes,” The duke replied. “Leanne will be there to help you with your makeup. She will assist you and she is waiting down the hall. She will help with your hair and makeup.” The Duke directed Thomas to another side door away from the formal reception hall where the guests were waiting. They opened the door and Leanne was there waiting as the Duke took Thomas in and gave Leanne some instructions.

She took one look at Thomas' disheveled look and his hair and gasped, “My, what happened to your hair, Isabella?”

Thomas looked embarrassed. Leanne continued, “Did you have to be restrained or controlled? Did she fight, Duke?”

Thomas replied, “No, I didn’t fight. I agreed to comply tonight. The Duke got out of control during the ride over and demanded my services. He messed up my hair during our intimate time on the ride over here.”

Leanne giggled but she also looked upset. “I will try to make you look more presentable, Lady Isabella. Duke you must try to control yourself more. I spent a lot of time on your wife during the preparations for the ceremony and now it's all for nothing.” She muttered something about men and went to work on Thomas' hair. “I don't have the time or the equipment to make it like it was. I will do my best to make it presentable.”

Thomas thought a little about the formal wedding reception. His family would be there and toasts would be offered. Then an idea came to Thomas and he said as Leanne was combing his hair and doing her best to make it presentable in the short time she had available. “Jose. I have done well, haven't I, so far?”

“Yes,” The Duke agreed.

“I will do well at the reception.” Said Thomas. “And you said I must accept myself as a woman and you are correct. I have gone to much effort behind my father's back to become a woman. So, my question is, Jose, what if I formally come out at the reception and announce myself as a transsexual accepting my womanhood and will you assist me in my formal transition during our marriage. That is my question.”

Leanne got those chills again watching Thomas so boldly ask the Duke to help him transition to a woman.

The Duke watched as Leanne finished with Thomas' hair and began working on his face. Then he said, “Sure. I will help you with the doctor’s appointments and hormones you will need and the surgery. You can come out during the reception toasts and I will formally announce it to the community during the Bridal Banquet on the third day when you come out as my wife. But it will require some extra legal documents for our marriage. It will have to change from a same sex marriage that we entered. I will have our attorneys work on that. But are you sure about this, Isabella?”

“Yes,” Thomas said without any hesitation. “It was your idea and you said I was a woman. My sister told you all about our childhood and how I went out with her friends as another girl. So, let's make it official.”

Then the Duke said to Thomas as Leanne was finishing with his eyes and cheeks. “I have something else to tell you. It is custom for the Bride in some of these ceremonies. During the toasts. The Bride ingests a vial of the Husbands Semen and I made one for you this morning. Your sister Katherine will help you drink it.” Thomas looked sick. “That is after our formal introductions. Katherine has offered to help you. She has the vial full of my semen for you to drink during the Toasts. Remember, you asked me to help you so you must play your part in this.”

Thomas looked sick as he looked down. Then he got a determined look on his face and faced the Duke and said, “Okay, I accept and I will do my part for you.” With the preparation over, Thomas embraced his husband and hooked his arm around the Dukes as they walked out to meet the guests. Leanne had done her best. But she deliberately left the Semen caked on his lips and around his cheeks and hair for the guests to see. That was Jose’s instructions.

He knew that it was going to be very humiliating. He would be introduced to the community as the Duke’s wife, with semen caked all over his face. He was going to be dressed as a woman and that was pretty much how he would be known to everyone. As the feminized male wife for the powerful Duke. Living as a woman for another man’s desire. About as emasculating to a man as one could get. Thomas knew it would be better if he came out as a transsexual transitioning to womanhood. Then he wouldn’t be known as the feminized male wife, living as a woman for his husband. He would be known as a woman transitioning in a marriage. It would be emasculating but he would have more respectability.

Thomas felt the chilling cold clutch of raw fear as he approached the reception hall in the arm of his husband. Thomas had fully regained control of his emotions and composed himself as a refined lady. He wore a respectful smile as he held his husband close. He tried to look refined, even with semen caked on his lips and chin. He did his best to make a good impression so he would be someone the others could respect. He could not afford to present himself as a defeated and desperate man. He couldn’t make a scene of desperation and humiliate himself. Maybe, they all knew and maybe they didn’t. Either way, he would not give them a scene that surely some of them wanted to see. He would compose himself as the respectful and refined lady, in love with his husband and willing to play the role. He was going to be someone they could respect and admire. He was someone they could look for leadership. Thomas was not going to be the desperate humiliated man being forced into this life, even if they knew. He would surprise them. If he made a humiliating seen, that would get no one to support him, when the time came. They would just laugh and think it was adorable. They all knew the law and obviously many women had made scenes in ceremonies like this. Obviously, no one cared. It was the law and remained law because they all supported things like this. He would not make an embarrassing scene.

The scenes would come later.

The Limo pulled in front of the Hall and Thomas looked to his husband. Thomas smiled softly, “I promise you that I will not embarrass you, my husband.” Thomas clutched his husband's arm. He smiled and kissed his husbands cheek. “I will be your elegant and graceful lady. Let’s make a good impression on everyone,” Thomas smiled an alluring feminine smile. They walked in together. Thomas smiled with his husband’s semen coating his lips and some dried on his chin and a thin reflective film on his cheeks. He would make an impression.

Thomas' beautiful soft alluring smile was one of the qualities that made him so desirable to the Duke. Thomas just didn’t know it. That smile was so appealing that it drew the Duke to him. The Duke paid dearly for Thomas and he had to possess the young man at any cost. He also began to suspect there was so much more to Thomas and these appearances may cost him more than he had thought. A lot more. The Duke smiled in return, “Yes my love. I am glad you are cooperating with this. I was afraid you would make things difficult. I had a plan for that.”

That smile returned, “I know. I knew you had a plan in place if I wanted to make things difficult. It would not matter in the end, either way.” Thomas said confidently. “I don’t want them to see me unladylike. They will see a refined elegant lady, someone they can respect. You can rest assured I won’t make an embarrassing scene.”

They walked in with the Dukes security trailing them. Thomas reminded himself to remain in control and act as an elegant refined lady for the Duke. He had to be respectful and confident. He had just married the man of his dreams in the eyes of these people. Thomas held his head high and draped his arm around his husband's arm and they walked together. He saw the people assembled and waiting for them. Someone loudly introduced them as they walked in.

A woman’s alluring voice carried throughout the reception hall, “I present the newly wed bride and groom. Mr. Jose Cordoba and his bride, Mrs. Isabella Cordoba.” Thomas felt the humiliation as he was introduced to everyone as a woman and a bride to another man. He didn’t let his humiliation show as he let the Duke lead them into the hall. There were many elites in the government and rich business people. Leanne was carefully watching him from the back. She had an amused look as she closely watched Thomas for any sign of rebellion. He would not let her have the satisfaction of brutalizing him. Some of the women also smirked at his appearance. They obviously knew what he had just done. It was very evident on Thomas' face. The women knew, if they knew what to look for. He gracefully nodded as he was approached and congratulated them.

“Congratulations on your marriage, Mrs. Cordoba. Oh my” The woman gasped and smirked at Thomas when she noticed the appearance of his face. Some of his hair stuck to his face from dried semen and it was on his cheeks and lips. Some of it had had dried to his bottom lip. It made her smile. She liked it. A feminized man with dried semen from his lover on his face. There was something so hot about it. She figured the Duke was really rough with the small feminized man and it was hot. “It looks like you couldn’t wait to get all hot and steamy with your man,” She smiled at Thomas. “You must be a very kinky dirty girl, Mrs. Cordoba. Couldn’t you wait for tonight to get more intimate?”

Thomas lowered his eyes in deep shame. The woman noticed that Thomas flinched and looked at the floor. She had her suspicions about this marriage. It was difficult to tell just by looking at the woman, but she knew Isabella wasn’t a woman. He was forced into it and she suspected he wasn’t homosexual or willing either. She now knew he was forced into it and forced to sexually service the Duke with his mouth. He tried to hide his disgust and humiliation he felt, but his mannerisms showed his true feelings very clearly. He was disgusted and hated it. That somehow made it a lot hotter and she knew the Duke had forced Thomas to give him a blowjob. “You two must have had a good time. Tell me,” Maggie inquired. “What was he like, I mean intimately. Did you enjoy it?”

Thomas just looked down at his painted toenails in shame. He couldn’t look at her anymore. It was also as she suspected. His face was twisted in disgust at the memory of giving his husband a blowjob. She knew it was something that was in most straight men's nightmares. “You must have enjoyed yourself Isabella and I am sure you will really enjoy your first full intimate night. You could have waited or do you like presenting yourself like this for all to see?”

“So how was it, giving your husband his first blowjob?” Maggie inquired.

The young man was silent and fidgeting, still avoiding her face with his eyes cast down.

“How was the taste, did you enjoy giving your husband pleasure,” Maggy inquired with a smirk.

He didn’t answer and she pushed on, “Come on. Answer me Isabella. Did you like the taste of your husband's cum? How was it.”

He looked up and said softly, “I didn’t like the taste, it will take some getting used to. It was huge and I had trouble fitting it in my mouth. I didn’t like the taste at all. It was gross.”

She chuckled at Thomas' statement. “The larger men are difficult, I know the feeling,” she admitted. “And some girls like the taste. I don’t. But you will get used to it. How do you feel about your husband?” Maggy asked him.

“Uh Yes, I love him very much,” Thomas said to her. Maggie had to admit, it was very convincing.

“She couldn’t wait to give me a blowjob,” The Duke replied. “She was so aroused that she nearly ripped my pants to get at me. She told me that she wants to totally submit herself to me in the proper tradition.”

Thomas wasn’t sure what that meant when Maggie smiled, “What? Do you mean the Three Nights? No one does that anymore and no woman would consider it. We consider it too demeaning and sexist. Are you sure you want to do that Isabella?”

“Yes,” He said confidently. He had no idea what that was.

She looked at Thomas and smiled, “Wow. You must really love him a lot to do the Three Nights of Consummation. No woman has done that in years. Most women would think it is demeaning. Most certainly, no man would put himself through such a demeaning feminine ritual. I can’t imagine any man with self respect as a man doing it. You must really love him.” She had a knowing smile on her face.

She knew the truth and she seemed to enjoy the fact that he was in this situation. The fact that he was straight and forced into this seem to excite her a lot. “Yes,” Said Thomas. “I will do the Three Nights of Consummation for my husband. I love him that much.” He still had no idea what it was. From what the woman had said, he didn’t think he wanted to know either. Either way, he was doing it. The decision was made, it had been announced. Thomas was going to find out and he had no doubt it was going to be very humiliating, demeaning and probably traumatic.

“That is great. No man has ever done it and I think no man who had any dignity would. Very few women would put herself through such a demeaning ritual too. I am Maggie Thomson. I am in charge of a popular women’s charity. I wish you a long and blissful marriage,” she said.

Thomas politely nodded, “Thank you for your kindness.” He knew all about her and her relations to the elites in society. He smiled softly. “I hope you do well with your charity. I will arrange a large donation to help you. Just don’t tell Alice. I know how you hate her.”

She smirked, “Alice is annoying. I hope you and your husband have a very exciting night together. From the way you look, I can see you two started your intimacy early. You have my best wishes!” Maggy said as she put a finger against the first dark spot on Thomas' neck and smirked knowingly.

Thomas' face blushed bright red in embarrassment and humiliation. She smirked, knowing that Thomas was not that kind of man. She could tell by how he looked at her figure. He was attracted to her, not a man. “Isabella, swallow faster next time. Don’t let so much get on your face. You look like a bimbo. It takes time to learn how to do it right. I am sure your husband will give you a lot of practice using your mouth.” She smiled.

He smiled back, “You must be speaking from personal experience, Maggie. Thanks for the advice.” Thomas smirked as he walked away. Her smile faltered as Thomas walked away in the arms of his husband. Isabella had managed to turn her slight insult around on her. Whether Isabella was a man or a woman, she had a sharp intellect that deserved some respect. She told herself that she needed to remember that.

A very large man refined man with a very distinguished mustache approached the Duke and they shook hands. This other man was not as large as Jose. He was still one of the largest men in the room and looked to be in his mid 30s to 40s. Thomas knew who this large man was. He made most other men look small by comparison. This man's sexual appetite matched his size. He was a man that held a lot of power in this nation. He wasn’t nearly as powerful as the Duke, he was only a lowly baron. The Baron congratulated the Duke on the wedding and wished Thomas well. Thomas also knew by looking at the man that he was very cruel and very greedy. Thomas smiled and accepted the praise. “Thank you Baron Vargos. I wish you and Angela well.” Thomas glanced at the beautiful refined woman at the Baron's side. He had heard the Barons mother didn’t like the woman he was seeing. The Baron seemed totally infatuated with Angela.

Maggie, who seemed to be leading this reception said, “It is now time for the first husband and wife dance.”

Thomas let his husband lead him to the center of the floor. The Duke held up his hand and said to the room, ”First, my wife and I would like to make an announcement. My wife has insisted and agreed to observe and consummate the marriage in the old ritual of the Three Nights of Consummation. He told me he wanted to show me his affection and submission as a wife. I will let her tell you all herself.”

Thomas looked at everyone. They seemed shocked, some of them were very amused. He said in a very feminine voice, “I wanted to prove my devotion and love for my husband in the most extreme way. I am told I will be the very first and probably only man to ever observe the Three Nights of Consummation. I am very eager to be the first and only. That is how much I love him.” Thomas was very humiliated to announce it and the shocked and amazed look of everyone else told him what he needed to know. Many of the women looked at him with disbelief and some smirked. They guessed he had no idea what he was getting into.

He tightly embraced the Duke and they danced. Thomas hated this very intimate dance with his husband. He was disgusted by how the Duke clung tightly to him as they danced. This intimate embrace made him uncomfortable. He was revolted by the Dukes continually kissing and licking his neck. Thomas hated the continuous pinching and rubbing of his butt. He was humiliated by how he felt the Duke's manhood harden under his pants and press against him. Thomas told himself that he had better get used to that manhood being used on him in various ways a straight man would never have.

Thomas clung possessively to his new husband as they were dancing. He couldn’t help but overhearing the humiliating comments that were being made about his new lifestyle as a beautiful, feminized man. He heard comments about how beautiful and feminine he was next to his husband.

He turned and saw the large baron watching them. The Baron smiled at them. The Baron Vargos had a reputation for how he treated women and it wasn’t all that different from his own father's. He tended to use women and dismiss them. It was said he was selfish and sort of cruel. All of that stopped when the Baron began his relationship with Angela. It was an amazing transformation of the Baron's character and they were expecting a proposal from the Baron any time. His mother Constance was not at all happy with it.

Their first formal dance together ended and Thomas was relieved. Then all of the other couples took the floor and began dancing. He saw the Baron and his girlfriend Angela get on the floor and dance. They looked totally in love. His sister was dancing with her boyfriend and his mother danced with her new girlfriend. He knew his mother loved this other woman so much.

He was saddened when he found out that his mother had not loved his father at all. She had changed her life a great deal after his father's passing. She explained to him that she never had a sexual attraction to men. His father was very abusive and controlling toward women. He abused and used her. She hated how he forced sex on her any time he desired. She had not wanted to marry him. Her family had many debts they were unable to pay. Her family was going to lose everything. Creditors had threatened to seize her family’s home and evict them. His father offered to marry her and settle her family’s debts. Her family agreed with the marriage proposal.

Fortunately, Thomas' homeland had laws about arranged marriages. Arranged marriages required the brides’ formal signed consent. Witnesses were required to assure the bride consented and was willing. Marriages could not be forced like they could in this nation he was trapped in now. However, once she consented, the old style marriage laws applied which meant her life and body was totally subject to the husband’s authority. Her affairs were under the control of the husband. The nation’s marriage laws still placed the wife totally under the husband's control according to religious law. She had to agree to the marriage, unlike this nation which they marry at the family's consent, whether the bride wants to or not.

His mother had received a massive sum from his father’s passing and they made out very well. She inherited much of the assets and Thomas received a great sum also. He loved his mother and wished her well even if she seemed to resent the fact that he was male. She seemed to get some sadistic pleasure in watching him be feminized and treated as she was by a man. The money from this marriage would help her with the debts she was in. She had a lot of assets that she had to pay for now. So she could afford to retain the assets of his father. She seemed to want what his father gave to him in the will. He suspected that was what this was about. His money was safe, he made sure no one could touch it, and she couldn’t either. They would find that out soon enough.

His money was safe in a federal reserve in the United States. The United States had very strict laws about human trafficking. Money from human trafficking was seized by federal officials there. No one would touch his money. Even through spouses had access to each other's money there, the Duke would find he couldn’t withdraw from his account. The United States would not recognize this marriage as legal. So the Duke would have no access to Thomas' account in the United States. His mother would also be unable to access his money. Thomas could not wait to see their reaction to it all. Only one who had access to it, was him. Thomas smiled.

The dancing portion was over and the guests headed toward the tables. Thomas sat at the table beside his husband as servants poured drinks. Katherine was sitting beside Thomas with a huge knowing smirk stuck on her face. He knew what it was all about and he was dreading this.

Katherine reached into her purse and pulled out a very large vial of fluid. She wore a huge smile as she offered it to Thomas. His husband the Duke looked sideways at him, expecting him to accept the large vial of sickening white thick fluid. He knew it full of Jose’s semen. Thomas reached over and accepted the large vial of semen from Katherine. She said, “I really wanted to be part of this. It is more customary for the husband to offer the vial or the bride's mother to do it. But I begged to be the one to offer the vial to you. You have to drink it or I will have to make you do it, Thomas.” She could not erase the huge smirk on her face. Thomas swore he would get her back for this no matter what. And a few very horrible ideas crossed his mind. He was in this country where these types of marriages can happen if only the family signs a few forms. And he had the Duke and his family that just became her family. There were probably ways to get them to agree to sign the forms for another person, if he asked the right way. Thomas smiled a wolfish evil smile of a predator and Katherine started wondering if she took this too far.

Katherine kept her hand on the vial and took the top off for Thomas. He steeled himself and prepared for this disgusting experience. The guests saw his hickey and Katherine giggled when she first saw it, and she made a comment about the dried semen on his face and lips. She thought this was very amusing. “Brother, that is such a large hickey your husband gave you and don’t think we don’t see the semen dried on your face and all over your lips. You have already had a taste of his semen so this should be nothing.” Then she pushed the vial of semen up to Thomas' lips. He knew he had little choice in this. Thomas opened his mouth to accept it. Katherine tipped his head back and emptied the vial of sickening pungent and bitter semen into his open mouth.

Thomas sputtered at the disgusting taste as the contents of the vial poured into his mouth and down his throat. He choked and gagged as the vial was emptied into his open mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could to avoid the taste. But it did no good, he coated his tongue and into his mouth as he swallowed. It was a lot of semen. There must be half of a pound of his semen in that vial. It seemed as if it would ever reach the end. But it finally did and he felt sick and full by the time the contents of the vial was empty. He sat there gagging and retching at the taste as the women laughed at his humiliation. Katherine was smiling even wider. She whispered in his ear, “You thought it was funny and right when that boy forced me to perform oral on him and I should just accept my place as a girl. How does it feel now, Thomas?”

He was still disgusted and trying to control his choking.

Katherine smiled at him, it was was not a kind smile. “I offer our first toast for my brother on his wedding. He drank the vial of his husband's semen. I wish them a long and happy marriage. From the looks at my brother's face, it looks like they started their intimacy very early.” Everyone laughed.

Then his mother spoke, “I wanted to be the first to congratulate the Bride. The bride is my son and I am the Bride’s mother. Isn't she so beautiful? I always knew my son would make a beautiful woman. I never thought I would see my son as the bride in a wedding to a man. What a shock it all is to me. My son's dream is coming true. It is so beautiful. I am proud of you Isabella. She is so beautiful and graceful.

"There were times that I have suspected that my son was a transsexual. He enjoyed playing with his sister and wearing her clothes when he was young. My son used to go out with his sister and her friends as one of the girls. It was very embarrassing to me as a mother. That girlish nature passed as he grew older and he stopped wearing women’s clothes and began acting like a normal boy. I was very shocked when Isabella told me of her relationship with the Duke in this country and how she loved him. I never suspected that my son was gay. My son had girlfriends and seemed to be attracted to women.

"My son explained how he had fallen in love with a Duke. He explained how he was going to have to dress as a woman for the Dukes desire. My son told me how much he was devoted to the Duke that he was going to begin dressing and living full time as a woman, for the Duke's pleasure. He explained that he was not transsexual, he wasn’t changing into a woman. It was just dressing and acting as a woman. He just wanted to be womanly for the Duke. My son told me that it would settle all of the debts we owed and make himself a beautiful woman for the Duke. My son wanted to make the Duke happy. He also wanted to prove he was worthy of such a powerful man and his desire. He explained the laws in the nation the Duke lived in and asked me to make a legal arranged marriage for him. He also asked me to find a woman who would help feminize him. I met the Duke and arranged the formal papers for the nation. I had attorneys draw up the contract and we signed the marriage license for him. I arranged the required number of signatures to make it legally binding. I met Leanne and she explained to me what she was into and her experience at such things. Leanne told me that she would be happy to make him the most beautiful bride ever. I wish you well in your marriage to the Duke. I am proud of you, Isabelle. I hope your transition to womanhood goes well.” They were all smiling

His mother was smirking at him. She knew that most of what she said was a lie. No one here knew it. Most of them believed her. Most of the guests now believed that he was a gay effeminate man who fell for the Duke and asked her to arrange this marriage for him. If that was the story they were going to tell, fine. It would cost them to keep this illusion he was willing to do this for her.

The guests approved and lifted their glasses for her. Thomas saw his sister stand up with her glass. He silently groaned. ‘this should be good’, Thomas thought sarcastically. The Maid of Honor always offered a toast for the Bride. The bride was her brother. She would really enjoy this.

“Hello everyone,” Said his sister. “I am Katherine. My brother is the Bride.” She smirked at him as Thomas felt so humiliated. “We grew up together. Thomas was just a normal boy for most of his life. He dated many girls in high school. My brother was handsome and girls fell for him. My brother was like any other boy, he dated many girls until he was about sixteen.

His interest in girls changed a lot about then. He started to take an interest in how girls acted, how we dressed and shoes and styles. It wasn’t in an average boyish way where guys pay attention to girl’s sexual features and our sexiness. It was much different. My brother was watching how we moved and interacted with others. He watched how we dress and asked me why.

He came to me and started asking me a lot of questions about a girl’s behavior and why we dress and want to look a certain way. He also asked many strange questions about our bodies. He wanted to know how we interact with boys and what we think is attractive. These were questions that no boy would or should want to know. I started freaking out. I didn’t know what was going on with my brother.

“Then he asked me to dress him as a girl when he was sixteen. He wanted to be a totally convincing girl and pass with other girls our age. How is a sister supposed to handle that request from her brother? We discussed it and I did it for him. He looked like any girl. He was small for his age and had very feminine features. He asked me to accept him as a girl. He spent the entire day with me as a girl. We hung out, we went to our friends and I watched as he got along with them and interacted with my friends as any girl. They accepted him.

"Only one of my friends actually knew that girl was my brother. The others didn’t know. He kept dating girls for the rest of the school year. I watched as his behavior and mannerisms got to be much more feminine. He watched girls and struggled with his own sexuality. My brother became more accomplished as a girl. It was so cute and troubling. He kept trying to pretend he was heterosexual, but I knew he was really gay. I saw it. He wasn’t transsexual. He just liked being girlish.

"Then this year, he gathered me, my mother, and father together. He announced the he had fallen in love with a very powerful man who promised to take care of him. One of the conditions was that he had to be feminized and become a full time crossdresser. He had to live his life as a woman. He told us about the laws of this nation. My brother explained that this was what he wanted. It was going to be an arranged marriage and once it was done, he would no longer have any choices in his life.

"He explained that the Duke demanded this and this was what he wanted. We discussed it and we agreed and signed the forms. This is so strange now, here is my brother, dressed as the most beautiful bride in a gown I will never be able to afford. There is no way that I will surrender to a man the way my sweet brother has. I am happy for you, Isabella. I guess now you are my sister. It's so sweet and I hope you and your husband have a long life together. It is clear you love him with all of your heart.”

Thomas hoped that a hole would form under him and swallow him. He felt utterly humiliated after his sister's speech, just the way his sister intended. He actually wanted to cry. Instead, he stood up. He would enjoy humiliating himself for a change. It was better than others doing it for him. He felt humiliated wearing his bridal gown he was put in this morning. He had the look of a beautiful woman on her wedding day. His white lace floral gown hung just below his knees. The top plunged down between his breasts showing much more cleavage than any other woman there. The cups stuck out further than most women. Floral lace covered the cups of the dress. Thomas felt beautiful and very elegant.

He looked at everyone at the large table and said, “I thank you for all of your kind words. My mother and sister have just told you all of the secrets that I had wished had stayed concealed. I didn’t want my weird childhood to be brought up in public. My beloved, caring sister has kept me from embarrassing myself at school more than a few times.

"I just want to set things right. My sister and mother told you a lot about what they think of my lifestyle and who I am. I have hidden my true self and they don't know. They are wrong about something and I will reveal it now. I have tried to live as a man and failed. I was unable keep steady girlfriends because I was too much like them. A girl usually finds it very awkward and uncomfortable if her boyfriend emulates her too much. Girls left me when it when if became too weird. A girl really hates it when her date dresses as a girl for a date.

"The truth is that I am really a woman inside. My family does not know it and my father refused to approve of it. But I am in truth, a transgender male to female and my beloved husband has agreed to help me with my transition to womanhood. He is a blessing and I am so happy he has agreed to marry me. I visited this nation because I heard they had just legalized gay marriages and a court battle was being fought to extend the arrange marriage laws to include spouses in same sex marriages.

"I heard of a man living full time as a woman, legalized and accepted by society to a degree even New York would have a problem with. I researched the laws and that male bride before me. I admit that I really believed what happened to that young man was an atrocity. It is very difficult for him to accept the conditions he was forced into. He wasn’t a man like me and didn’t want to be feminine. I will make a very beautiful bride for my husband. I hope I can be all the woman he deserves. I love him so much. But I won't remain a male bride for long. I am going to transition to a woman with my husband's help.” Thomas kissed the Duke full on the mouth. Then he said. “I will prove my love for him. I proved it a little this afternoon on the ride here. My lust gets the best of me at times and I can't control myself. I had to give him a blowjob. It was wonderful, Jose, and I promise to give you many more. All a man like you deserves! I will prove myself fully with my complete submission during the Three Nights of Consummation.”

None of his family knew what the Three Nights custom was. But that wasn't what really shocked them. Katherine had long suspected her adopted brother, Thomas, was really transgender and desired to become a woman above most other things. But she never suspected he would boldly announce it here in front of these people. This arrangement pissed him off. He hated the Duke. It would be amusing to watch him be forced into it and treated as a woman. This announcement confused her. There had to be something behind it.

Katherine had to ask, “Thomas, I mean Isabella.” She smirked as she said Isabella. “Is this for real? You have announced that you intend to transition to become a woman. Are you really doing this?”

Thomas looked at her and smiled. “Yes, indeed. This is no joke. I am really going to become a woman.”

“Is Jose forcing you or pressuring you?” Katherine asked.

“No. He wanted a male crossdresssing bride. He's getting a woman. Whether he likes it or not. He hasn't forced me into this decision. Sister, you know our past and how effortlessly I blended in with your friends when we were young. How they all accepted me as one of the girls. They almost forgot I was a biological male beneath it all. You had to know this was coming. I am submitting to him in return for his help in this. And he will give me what I want in return.” Thomas glared at her and smirked.

Then he got everyone's attention when he added, “Something that Leanne told me earlier during my transformation into a male bride stuck with me. She said that in an arranged marriage, the bride not only gains an unwanted husband but she loses all forms of self-determination and expression. That's rather sad and sick that a modern nation like this can accept such a cruel medieval tradition. But I would like to add that that principle does not only apply to brides in arranged marriages. It can also apply to nations. A nation can lose its self-determination in a unification with a larger more powerful country. As this corrupt country of Aragon will find out.”

The way he said that and the cruel expression on his face sent ice rushing down everyone's back.

The speeches were done. Thomas cut the wedding cake and served it. He admitted that it tasted very good. Thomas could not stop thinking of everything his sister said. Thomas felt anger at how she treated him. He considered the rest of his life and smirked. He knew that every one of these people would get theirs. He knew his real sister would be coming. He would have to live a lie until then. All he could do was make sure it cost everyone who was involved it dearly. Castile would be coming soon.

They finished the meal, the cake, and everything was set. The Duke took Thomas back to the limo. Thomas was seated and the Duke sat beside him as the limo pulled away. Thomas sat there, trying to remain calm as the Duke kissed and rubbed his body. He knew that the wedding night was coming and what that would mean. He always imagined that he would be the man on his wedding night. He would have a woman who loved him and that she was going to submit herself as his bride. Now, he was the woman and he had a husband. He was the bride and he had a man expecting him to submit himself as a woman. He was going to do the bride’s part on his own wedding night for a man he married. It was going to be a very violating and disgusting experience. He would do his best.

He had to find out what the three Nights of Consummation was so he could do it. Thomas had to find out what was expected of him in this ritual. The Duke was sucking hard on his neck. The Dukes hard sucking was bringing up an ugly purple spot on his neck. It was a very humiliating, visible hickey. His husband obviously wanted their intimacy to be visible for everyone. He wanted to humiliate Thomas.

Thomas said as the Duke was sucking on his neck, “I know you want me to be your wife. I don’t know why. I know you don’t need my money my father gave me upon his death. It may have to do with my family, but I can’t imagine what that would have to do with you. It may be because of something my father did to you all. But why are you punishing me for it?”

The duke smiled a loving affectionate smile, “I really have no desire to punish you at all. This is to help you. I knew what others were going to do to you over your father. I am past what your father did, but others are not.” Then he kissed Thomas full on the mouth as Thomas gagged. He hated being kissed this way by another man. It was so gross.

The limousine stopped at the front gate of the estate. The gate opened and they pulled up to the manor as the gate closed behind them. The Duke lifted him out of the car and draped Thomas over his shoulder. Thomas was silent as he was carried into the front door.

The Duke set him down on his feet when they reached the door. “I will see you tonight. Leanne is expecting you. I know what you said about submitting to me, and if things work out. We will see if tonight can go smoothly or if we have to use other means.”

The Duke walked away leaving Thomas alone. Thomas walked down a large elaborately adorned hall into a very large room. He felt very uncomfortable with his heels making a very loud audible tap as he walked. He assumed this was the main meeting room of the Manor. There were large sofas arranged along the wall. He saw a large desk and most of the space was open. The room was large and domed. This must be the drawing room. Where was Leanne and her preparation room at? He saw some of the women he assumed was the cleaning staff. They looked too stuffy and formal for him. Obviously wearing more Victorian conservative outfits. He wished they were something less formal. They might appreciate it too. Thomas figured that was what he would do when he was given some authority over the manor.

He walked around for a while until he saw Leanne’s room. It was all what he expected and she had not noticed him yet. The room was arranged like a chamber to trap him in. She had her vanity arranged with all of her cosmetics, hairspray and other items she would have to use on him. There was a hair washing station and a commercial dryer. He was despaired to see her special restraint chair there waiting for him. She obviously had it transported here just for him. He approached her. “I am glad to see you are here and went through the trouble to have my favorite chair transported here too. Are we ready to get started?” Thomas smiled.

“Thanks Mrs. Cordoba. As long as you are pleased. I had this brought here just for you.” Leanne smiled as she approached him.