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Partition

*Poland POV*

It was 1939, I was sitting in my home enjoying a nice cup of hot cocoa when I heard a knock on the door. I knew things had been getting pretty tense just west of me but assumed it was just Britain since he said he would swing by today. Getting up from the couch and making sure I was presentable. I opened the door to be greeted not by Britain but by Mr. Riech and Mr. Soviet. “ What can I do for the two of you?” I asked with fear in my voice, I haven’t had the best experiences with their families.

“Calm down Poland,” the younger of the two men spoke. “We just came to talk, nothing more.” he gave a sinister grin as if he was hiding his true intentions. I started to close the door out of fear, who knows what they might do to me. Soviet scoffed and pushed the door wide open and stepped inside, now I was scared. They were in my home, my safe space. Reich walked through after Soviet closing and locked the door behind him.

*Nazi POV*

I looked at Poland’s face, he was so innocent, oh what I would do to that sweet face. “W-what are you going to do to me?” Poland said in a small voice. We started to approach him, backing him into a wall, our hands on either side of his head. I leaned forward.

“Fun,” I said in a mocking sadistic tone. Poland shrank the Russian and I looked at each other and nodded as if to agree to put our plan into motion. Soviet grabbed Poland by the wrists and pushed them against the wall above his head. I pulled a knife from my coat pocket and began running it down the small pole’s clothes, cutting them off of the boy’s body. He began to struggle, trying to escape the Soviets' grasp.

“Let me go!” He screamed, sounding desperate. Soviet only pushed him harder into the wall bruising his wrists. The more he struggled the deeper my knife went while running it along his skin.

“Enough.” Soviet finally said, he grabbed Poland and pushed him down on his hands and knees. “Reich, would you do the honours?”

“It would be my pleasure.” I grinned and began to unbuckle my pants and line my member up with his already abused hole. Pushing in abruptly he let out a scream of pain that was quickly silenced by Soviet’s. I groaned, he felt so good, no wonder my dad and grandfather talked so highly of him.

*Poland POV*

I tried to scream but only muffle sounds came out, tears ran down my cheeks dripping onto the floor. They were so big, it hurt, I felt my ass tare as the nazi kept thrusting in hard and fast. blood slowly coating his member. Just as suddenly as they arrived they came filling me from both ends. Both of the taller men pulled out and got dressed. “We’ll be back Poland,” Reich said with a giggle, Soviet just nodded and turned to leave, Reich following closely behind him. With that, they left. I stayed laying on the floor, blood and cum dripping from me. I tried to move but couldn’t, it hurt to breathe. I just stayed there, I knew Reich was serious about being back but tried to forget his words and just lay there. I was weak, I guess this is my life, always being abused by the Germans and Russians.