"A Lady No More"
Chapter 5
"Triangulation?"
It had been a horrible experience in court. Why was this all being threatened to be done? The Baron wanting to ruin the rest of his life after tormenting him as a sex slave for his own selfish reasons which Martin still didn't understand.
The Baron was pressing him for his wealth in the settlement, and Martin's own attorney was wanting him to remain calm, fight the settlement, continue dressing as a woman with public proclamations of his true love for his husband and how sorry he was for the infidelity he had committed.
"I don't understand?" Martin growled looking in the mirror. "What do you guys want from me? I have nothing left, you've already taken everything I have. My money and my dignity and now they you my manhood."
Martin had appreciated Darren's concern when he had drank too much and though it felt strange and uncomfortable waking up naked in the bed with him the next morning, he felt Darren was just looking out for him. Martin had sent Darren home later that morning. He didn't want Darren to get the idea he could stay with him, or even cozy up to him at all when he was sober. He wasn't sure what all he said in his drunken state, but Martin worried that some blatant sarcasm may have come out wrong though Darren said it hadn't.
Martin picked up the tabloid that had Phoebe's latest column. It always infuriated him to read her columns packed with gossip, innuendo and lies about him, but it did allow him insight on how the public was being informed about his ordeal.
"Lady Vargos Has Day in Court" the headline read.
"Lady Vargos had a preliminary hearing today to dispute her husband's, Baron Vargos, request for a divorce. Lady Vargos proclaimed his love for his husband through his lawyer.
Could it have been Lady Vargos's nymphomaniac mind was out of control at the time and he committed adultery and it was not a desire for the other man himself, but for any man to satisfy his desires? After all the man he met with was contacted through a personal ad. The Baron was gone, no concubines to fill the void. Hmmmm........no pun intended."
Martin threw the paper down. He didn't want to read any more.
"So I'm a sex addict looking for any man to stick it to me," he said turning away. "How can anybody believe this crap?"
A domestic from the main house softly knocked on the door. She had a note for Martin. It was from Constance not requesting, but demanding his presence in twenty minutes. She wanted to discuss some of the terms of the divorce. The note said that he was to enter from the rear door and he was to be completely nude and wearing high heels exactly the same way he was prepared for his perk walk when he left the house. I will come get you myself if you can't make it on your own. I suggest you do it yourself.
Though Martin had been through so many publicly humiliating exhibitions he still could barely bring himself to step outside naked wearing only the 6" red high heels.
He felt so vulnerable and utterly ridiculous as he closed the door behind him. His pubic area was clean shaven, as were his legs. His nipples were still swollen and protruding in little mounds the size of plums from his chest.
"This is so perverse," he said walking quickly up the paved path, his high heels clicking loudly as he made his way to the main house alone. His dick flopping back and forth in front of him, but he couldn't prevent that.
Martin knew people were watching him enjoying the strange sight he presented.
Martin wondered what she wanted. She had caused all this to happen. It was a brutal plan, but she was getting him removed from the family and in turn he was going to be able to escape the nightmare he was living.
One of the maids opened the door as he approached the house. She had a huge smile and was obviously suppressing a giggle looking at the naked man in heels.
"She is in the study sir," she said closing the door behind him.
"Oh there you are," she said when Martin walked in. She heard his heels coming down the hallway.
Constance was dressed rather lavishly as usual for everyday attire. You would have thought she was going to the opera or something when this talk was done. She wasn't drinking, yet but she seemed just as much a bitch as when she was.
"I want to discuss the next steps of your divorce. Why don't you stand over here," she said walking over to one of the pedestals he had stood on out on the veranda.
She smiled when he balked.
"I will be back in a few minutes. Do hurry though I have things to do today," she said walking out as two of the security personnel which he recognized stepped into the room. One was holding the chrome rod with the 10" rubber dildo on the end.
"No," Martin yelled as the doors were closed.
There was a short scuffle. Martin's protest and then some loud groans of discomfort could be heard through the door followed more protest.
Constance reentered the room just as Martin's wrist cuffs were being undone from behind his back. With his arms free now, he crossed them about his chest.
Constance stood in front of him and admired his situation. Martin stood naked, straight and erect atop the two foot pedestal in red 6" high heels. The chrome pole firmly embedded in the pedestal rose to his ass cheeks where 9" of the rubber dildo was now 8" up Martin's ass. He couldn't get off the pole. He still grunted in short gasp as his muscled adjusted to the penetration of the object.
"So how does that feel?" Constance said smiling up at him. "You conformable yet?" she asked.
"I thought you wanted to discuss the divorce?" Martin hissed.
"Oh but I do. That's why you are here."
"Why did you do this to me then. This is just some kind of sadistic pleasure for you."
"No Martin not at all," she said now sitting into a comfortable chair looking up at him. "This is part of me being in control and you being controlled. We will have a discussion now. I will do so comfortably from this chair. You will do so standing there like that, naked, uncomfortable, and I hope that embarrassment, humiliation, disgust, hate, and several other emotions will cloud your decision making skills. It also lets you know I am in charge and can place you on that pedestal anytime I desire."
"Why, you have what you want," Martin shouted at her.
"Well not exactly. We are getting there though. Anthony is out of town and I have advised his lawyers. He is with that trash Angela right now, does that make you jealous?" she said knowing how he truly felt.
"I don't care who that animal is with. Why is he putting all those things in the divorce? I thought he just wanted me out of here. He got what he wanted."
"Yes, he did. All he wants is you out of here so he can marry that slut Angela."
"Then why did he put the sex change requirement in the divorce papers?"
"He actually wants an annulment Martin not a divorce, and I put the sex change request in there not Anthony.
"What?"
"He is letting me take care of everything as far as the legal aspects are concerned. He signs off on what ever request. At least he has so far, including the sex change."
"Just get the divorce done then. I will leave and everyone will be happy."
"There is a small issue, I don't know exactly what it is but Anthony's legal team says they need a couple of months to finish some things up before we can finalize the annulment. I happen to know you signed paperwork and submitted it to the courthouse to request sex change procedures for yourself. You have told staff members of your desires."
"I don't want a sex change, I was trying to change the marriage status from same sex to get out of here," he said shifting the weight on his toes that were aching now from standing firmly on them in the high heels for so long.
"But I want you to have a sex change Martin, and I think there is enough evidence you truly desire to be a woman though you deny it now. You live as a man's wife, dress as a woman full time, turned in documents for RSR request and you have the support of your husband and the laws are on my side in this. When I found out there was this delay in the proceedings while we negotiate settlements, I figured why not get your gender changed in the meantime," she snickered as if she had said something funny.
"WHY NOT? Because I don't want to be female. That's the best reason why not. That is not some game. That is permanent."
"Well I'm not sure that is a good enough reason to concern me or Anthony.......but, I do have concerns. At times when Anthony is not as charitable with his wealth towards me as I feel he should be. I am respected and even feared in the society which I live for. I should have my own little 'nest egg' as they say where you're from."
"MONEY?" You are going to turn me into a female if I don't give you money? How much do you think that's worth?" he hissed
"Two thirds of the estate you brought with you."
"You put that in the divorce papers didn't you," Martin yelled at her.
"Of course I did but Anthony signed off on it, and that makes it ok. All my Anthony wants is you gone, so I was thinking you and I could negotiate a settlement in good faith and I will have him sign off on it."
"These are not negotiations?"
"Not negotiations? Hmmm, you are right. Well here is the plan for you to consider then. You agree to placing two thirds of your inherited estate into a trust in my name, and I won't insist you be changed into a girl at least anatomically."
"That's blackmail,"
"It's a business deal my dear! I just have more leverage than you."
"This is cruel. Just let me leave," he said shaking his head.
"I will have all the paperwork started for your sex change done and preliminary procedures will be started."
"NO! I wont do it," he said.
"You have no choice Martin. Your husband will sign off it I'm sure. Then when you and I reach an agreement on the funds and it is all recorded, then and only then will the sex change process be stopped. It's up to you how far along the process goes."
"Get me off this pole. I refuse to be a part of any of this."
"You have no choice actually Martin. You are still my son's wife. Otherwise your little penis and testicle here will be removed by a fine surgeon," she said lifting them all at one time and dropping them as if she had picked up something filthy, "and a new surgically designed vagina will replace them." she laughed, "and I still think I will win settlement over your estate, because adultery in your case, and being seen as a gold digging slut won't sit well with the judge."
"You told me to commit this adultery so I could get a divorce. You set up the whole thing. You got the guy and the room."
"Yes, and as I promised, you are getting your divorce Martin, well anullment."
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"Wow," Darren said a few hours later after he and Sarah listened to Martin retell the story.
Martin was in his short pink satin robe.
"I thought I was free to come and go as I pleased. I thought all the perverse acts would end." Martin said holding his head in his hands.
"I'm sorry Martin. Seems I was used also to trap you in this money grab. Why did she have you come up naked?" Darren asked but Sarah interrupted,
"To make him as uncomfortable as possible," Sarah said.
"And you had to stand on a pedestal with a pole up your ass? I've never heard of such a thing," Darren said.
"The whole case is unique Darren," Sarah said looking at the file she had. "There are actually only two people in this country in Martin's situation. There are other similar cases but only two like this and it pushes all the boundaries of the intent of the laws that are being used to keep Martin imprisoned in this lifestyle."
"What makes it so unique?" Darren asked
"Isn't it obvious? There is wealth involved, so bending the intent is not challenged, sex slavery is all the arranged marriage act amounts to. It's too loose in it's meaning. Probably done purposely. And sexual reassignment threats that can actually be done, being used to leverage a decision. But the thing that I find most puzzling is why the delay? There must be something being changed or adjusted. I mean we have been put on hold rather unexpectedly."
"Just figure it out Sarah," Martin said exhausted. "I can't do this anymore."
There was a knock at the door. Sarah stood up as if she were expecting the knock. It was Phoebe. She stepped inside.
"Well hello Lady Vargos," Phoebe said.
"I don't feel like talking to you," Martin said turning and walking toward the bedroom.
"She's actually here to see me," Sarah said "Did you find it?" she asked Phoebe.
"Oh yes. It's more than greed deary, it's about hanging on to power and then some."
The two women smiled at each other and sat down to discuss the gossip, innuendo, and possible shady business dealings of Baron Vargos.
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