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The Punishment

*Nazi’s POV*

It was a cold winter night, clouds filled the sky, snow fell at my feet. I had been walking along the cold Russian streets for what seemed like hours, gun drawn and ready. I looked around trying to find my enemy in the empty wasteland, seeing nothing at first but then as I turned more I saw a shadow, a silhouette of a man. He was tall with broad shoulders, a trenchcoat moving with the wind as he came closer. I clutched my gun tightly, raising it and pointing the barrel towards him, but still, he came closer. “Nazi, it's so great to see you here,” he said in a condescending tone. “You know it’s rather rude to point a gun at one of your ‘friends’.” He began walking faster, I wanted to run but was paralyzed with fear.

“Soviet, we can talk about this right?” I asked nervously, knowing that I wouldn't get the answer I was looking for. He merely smiled before knocking the gun from my hands.

“Oh we can talk about it, we can talk as soon as I hear you screaming for my mercy,” Soviet said as he punched me in the gut, making me fall to the floor. He grabbed me roughly by my collar, lifting me off the ground and putting me on his shoulder. He carried me like a prize from a hunt. It was embarrassing really, imagine if my army saw me like this, I’d be a disgrace.

*time skip*

He brought me down into a dark basement, I looked around, there were whips on the walls along with other torture devices, my mind could only guess what he was about to do. Before I could think more about it I was thrown against a wall. Hitting it, I let out an audible yelp of pain. I could only assume he was pleased with himself as I heard him chuckle. His cold, red, hands grabbed my wrists and chained me to the wall so I was against it with my hands above my head. “I’m not afraid of you, you dirty commie,” I scream out at him, Probably not my best decision, given that he then gripped my throat tightly.

“Oh? Is that true? Let's see how long you keep that hubris.” He spat out with a look of disgust. He turned around, walking off into the shadows, leaving me alone in the darkroom, or so I thought.

*Soviet’s POV*

I sat in a dark corner of the room wondering what he would do if I wasn't there. Who cares, he's my toy now. I stood up and moved to a table that had knives and whips on it, as well as another “toy” as the American would put it. Grabbing all three things I slowly walked back out into the light smirking as the nazi looked up angrily in my direction. I brought the knife to his chin tilting his head up. “You’re going to do exactly as I say.” smiling I drag the knife down his chest cutting off his shirt and drawing blood only to lick it up while pulling his pants down to reveal his semi-hard member. “I should have known you were a masochist,” I say looking up at his red face. As he turns his face in embarrassment I slowly insert it into my mouth. I skillfully run my tongue along with his pulsating cock, playing with the tip after every stroke. Wrapping my mouth around his long hard member I began to suck and play with his balls. Listening to his gasps and mewls, I make small noises that cause the vibrations to make him scream in pleasure.

*Nazi’s POV*

His warm mouth was driving me crazy, I could barely stand it anymore. “I’m gonna cum!” I screamed out but before it could, he pulled his mouth off and smirked. Moving to his feet, he looked at me disapprovingly.

“someone’s a little overeager, how about I show you what your punishment and service here entails? Maybe you’ll even enjoy it.” He said as I heard a zipper from the tall man who had moved behind me. I growled at him. He was a slut, there’s no way I’m going to do anything he says. Suddenly I felt something long and hard against my ass, poking at my entrance, Then without warning the communist slammed into me causing me to hiss in pain. “You like that you little bitch?” He spat out, starting to move before I could get used to his size causing tears to start flowing from my eyes as he thrust harder.

“Soviet stop! Please stop! It hurts!” I screamed as blood started to drip out of my ass.

“No.” He spoke in a gruff tone, thrusts getting sloppier as he came closer to filling my ass. Grunting, he grabbed my cock pumping it with every thrust. I felt his breath on my neck as he came deep and hard inside my ass while I came on his hand. We stayed there, not moving for a while before he pulled out. Blood and cum came dripping out of my ass before he shoved a plug in my ass. “I hope you know what you’re in for after all the shit you pulled. Don’t ever touch my people again.” Hissed the Soviets before turning to leave the room, “Oh, and by the way, your punishment is only going to get worse from here, and if you try to escape your ass won’t be the only thing bleeding.” He gave a wink then walked out the door, slamming it behind him. I couldn’t help smiling slightly to myself, trying to hide the pain. At least my kids are doing better than me, right?