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Chapter 5: Sadistic Blackmail

Waking up for the second time that day, America wouldn't have panicked if it weren't for the ropes tied around his wrists. He felt like he was in a chair, and his hands were behind his back, which only made him more scared and confused. America attempted to speak, but felt as if he was out of breath.

"What happened?" he thought, tugging against the ropes lightly. Too exhausted to move, he hung his head and panted while wanting to go back to sleep.

"Aww... Don't go to sleep yet. You just woke up." a feminine voice spoke, triggering America to jolt upright. Belarus stood in front of him, but not in her usual dress.

"The hell...? What's going on? W-Why did yo-!" cut off by the woman putting a finger to his lips, America's eyes widened as he noticed all the details of what she was wearing. She had matching black bra and panties that were connected to dark blue fishnets by hooks. She wore black high heels looked like they were covered in glitter, and her hair was pulled back with two sections hanging out that reached her shoulders. She honestly looked like a prostitute. Now shaking, America didn't try to ask what she was going to do, not wanting to know the answer.

"I know what you're thinking. You're right." she sat down on his lap and looked him the eyes, loving the fear she strikes in him. Regardless of how much he hated this, America whimpered slightly when he felt himself get harder as Belarus grinded against him. She felt this and laughed.

"I see you're already excited~"

"P-Please stop... I don't want to..."

"Sorry, but I can't do that." Belarus smiled sadistically and began removing most of America clothes. While she did this, America tried to move himself away, but even though his legs weren't tied down, he still could barely move for some reason. He still felt as if he could pass out again.

Belarus stopped when America was only in his underwear and leaned over him, kissing him roughly and deeply.

"What the hell's going on?!" America shouted with all his strength as he managed to pull away. Belarus smirked and stood up, sighing as she prepared for America to be more confused that he already was.

"I knocked you out. Remember? I may have lied about Russia being in trouble. Truth is, he's fine. But I a got suspicion that there was something going on between you two. It disgusts me... So I wanted to hurt him. Because my brother belongs to me, and I will not give him to anyone else. He seems to care about you though, and I want to see the look on his face when he hears how I tortured you." as Belarus explained, America tried to hold back the tears forming in his eyes.

"So, I brought you here. It's the basement. I've hidden certain drugs and play toys down here for years. On the surface, it just looks like a storage room." she paused and walked behind America, bent down and whispered to him.

"I injected you with heroin. That's why you're so tired." she stood up and stared down at him.

"You're gonna be here a while." at that, America burst into tears, begging the sadistic women above him to let him go. She only giggled evilly and kissed away his tears

"It'll be okay. If I feel like it." she then walked over to a large chest that sat in the corner, opened it, and looked through it for a few seconds. America cried more as he could only imagine what things were bumping into each other as she looked. Finally, Belarus pulled out a small box and walked back over to America, patting him on the shoulder.

"W-What is that..?" he asked weakly, suddenly not being able to see as clearly as he used to. Though he assumed that was because of the depressant drug running through his system.

"Oh, it's to record audio." she said bluntly, kissing her prisoner once more on the lips. She placed the device on a near by table, then pressed record.

- - - - - -

"Hello brother."

"Sister? What are you doing here?" Russia asked, his eyes red from the endless tears that had flooded from them. He had been devastated upon learning that America was missing. He hadn't made it clear that he was upset to other nations, but he had cried every night and day. heartbroken at the thought of never seeing him again.

"I wanted to show you something." Belarus then pulled the tape recorder that now has a week worth of audio on it.

"What is that?"

"Blackmail." she lifted the tape up to Russia's ear and pressed play. What he heard horrified him, making his blood run as cold as his winters.

"Okay let's start with something easy, yes?"

"No please!! Get away from me!!"

"Shut up!"

The sound of a whip cracking and screams of agony followed. Belarus pressed a fast forward button.

"Oh come on... You know you like it~ Don't you?"

"Just-Ah! I-I don't like this..!"

"Oh well then... Don't worry about it. I won't be much longer for today."

She pressed fast forward again.

"Stop!! I can't take anymore!"

"I've injected three doses of this stuff in you. You can take a few more..."

"No, I-AH! Belarus please, I'm sorry!!"

"That's why you don't talk back to me."

"I thought it was a good time to experiment with some hallucinogens." She pressed fast forward again, while Russia was frozen in disbelief.

"I'm tired... Just kill me already."

"Done?"

"I'm sick of this..."

"You'll be freed soon enough."

"Where's Russia..? Where is he..?!"

"You want your little crush with you?"

There was just crying for about thirty seconds.

"This should be good."

The tape cut to silence and Russia stood there in shock. He didn't know what to think as tears ran down his face and all that he just heard replayed in his head.

"Well?" Belarus asked, crossing her arms. Russia suddenly became filled with rage and he grabbed his little sister by the shoulders, refraining from choking her.

"What. Did you do to him? Answer me now." he demanded, his voice cold and laced with a deadly tone. Belarus smiled, glad she got such a reaction out of him.

"I had my time with him. I'll let him go. If..."

"If what?" Russia spat as he stared her in the eyes. She reached into her shirt and pulled out two rings.

"You have marry me."