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*Soviet POV*

I opened my eyes only to be surrounded by shadows. I looked down at my wrists. They were tied together with a coarse rope that cut into my skin. Struggling to escape my binds, I started to bite and pull on the restraints. A dark chuckle came from the corner of the room, looking up grimmly I saw a figure step out into what little light was in the room. “It’s useless to try to escape, if you do I’ll just shoot your legs as you’re running away.” He got down onto his knees and grabbed my chin making me look up at him. “Oh don’t give me that look. You knew that this would happen eventually. Did you really think I would be allied with someone like you?” He grinned menacingly and brought his lips to mine, giving me a light peck. I snapped my head out of his tight grasp, spitting on the floor with a look of disgust.

Glaring at him I hissed out “You’re a sick fuck you know that? I thought I was your friend.”

“So immature. I don’t expect you to understand. All you need to know is that you served your purpose and I don’t need someone of an inferior race holding me back from my goals.” He turned his head up and kicked me to the ground. It hurt. Who knew such a small man could hit so hard. Coughing, I spat out blood, my ribs sore from the impact of the kick. Slowly I climbed to my feet, trying to intimidate him with my height. “You’re not in much of a position to try and be a threat.” Laughing he punched me in the gut to make sure I would end up back on my knees, but this punch didn’t feel normal. It stung. I felt a warm substance running down my stomach. Looking up at him in horror, I gasped at the pain. He smirked, bringing the knife to his tongue licking up the crimson liquid like it was a drug.

“You disgust me!” I tried to shout but felt my voice waver with fear. I began to cry. Tears streamed down my face, staining my cheeks, wanting to curl up in a corner and die.

*Nazi POV*

The man was scared, perfect. I took a cigarette out of my pocket and put it in his mouth. He took it willingly. Pulling out a lighter I lit the cancer stick, after making sure he had calmed down a bit, I brought the lighter close to the wound I caused, searing his flesh in an effort to make sure my new toy wouldn’t bleed out before I got to play. The communist screamed out in pain, cigarette falling onto his leg making it hurt even more. I laughed at his pain, then proceeded to cut the clothes off his body. He started to shake with fear. “I thought you were supposed to be fearless, what happened to the Soviet I made an alliance with?” He looked away, shame spreading across his face. I rolled my eyes and grabbed his chin firmly making sure that he couldn’t look away anymore. “I’m going to make you feel good, and you’ll follow every order I give you, got it?” He nodded slowly, clearly not wanting to submit to me.

Pushing him back, I started unbuttoning my trousers. Dropping them along with my boxers. I grabbed him and pulled him close to my unsheathed member. “Suck,” I commanded. He pulled his head away, not willing to follow orders. I pulled out the knife and propped his chin up with the tip, digging it into his throat ever so slightly. “You’re my slave, I’m your master, if you want your kids to remain unharmed you’ll do what I ask” The communist's eyes snapped open.

“Don’t hurt them!” he begged, I knew he didn’t really care about them but his panic gave me satisfaction.

“Suck,” I commanded again. This time, however, Soviet didn’t turn away. Instead, he moved his mouth to my cock putting all of it in, beginning to suck. His mouth was warm, I felt his tongue drag across my pulsating member. “You better do a good job, this is the only prep you’re going to get.” I groaned out with a face of pleasure. The soviet under me winced at the thought. I knew this would be fun, I loved seeing the fear wash across his face as my words set in.

“Enough.” I barked, pushing him off of me. “Be a good boy and get on your hands and knees for me?” He did as asked, slowly turning around and getting in position. I brought my hard member to his ass, poking at his tight, little, hole. “First time?” I asked pretending to care. He nodded. “Good, all the more fun.” I let out a menichical laugh before ramming into him.

“Too much! It hurts” The communist screamed in pain. I was all too proud of my actions and began to thrust deeply into him, not giving him a chance to adjust at all. I moved at a quick pace, enjoying his screams of pain and pleasure, groaning at the feeling every so often. I soon felt a warm liquid coat my cock, a crimson liquid started to leak from his ass. It felt so good to know that I caused him pain. I reached into my jacket and pulled the knife back out, putting it up to his neck.

“Not a sound or I slit your throat. Got it?” His eyes widened, he couldn't leave his children, he didn’t want them to fall into my control, yet still, he refused to answer. “On the other hand, I could just do this to your children in front of you. If you make a sound that is.” I grinned, this should be enough for him to listen to my orders. He nodded quickly. “Good.” I groaned out, he felt so good. I was slowly getting closer and I could tell he was too. I picked up my pace, grabbing his member and pumping it in sync with my thrusts. as I got closer to my climax my thrusts got sloppier. It only took a few more thrusts to fill him with my seed and for my hand to be coated with his. I pulled out and pushed him to the floor, He looked up at me with a look of fear and exhaustion. “Don’t worry I’ll be back.” I gave him a slight smirk watching as the mixture of cum and blood dripped from his ass. Happy with my handy work, I left the room, laughing as I closed the door. “See you soon Soviet,” I said in a sing-song voice. And with that, I left the abused country lying on the floor of the cold room.