Arthur Kirkland didn't like submitting to anyone. He especially didn't like submitting to that frog of all people. Or being made to wear toys in public, It was mortifying.

No matter how much he may love him. The British Empire submitted to no one.

TWO HOURS LATER

The clothes were off. England pulled France across his lap, his arse high in the air and within easy reach of his hand, ready to be spanked.

"What are you doing Mon Cheri?" France questioned, lust in his eyes, twisting out of his grip and reversing their positions. He then pulled England's pants down and reached for the group of cock rings. He placed them on England's dick.

"L-let me go you bloody frog!" England hissed, trying to break free, but he could hardly move due to the tight hold France had him in.

"Not this time," France lowered his voice, eyes full of lust. "You're going to be punished. We'll start with twenty, but cursing, wiggling and threatening will add more," he brought his hand down on the firm flesh. The sharp slap echoed in the room and sent a spark of desire through him.

"You can't do this!" England wriggled.

"No wiggling," the other said, slapping him again.

/ MY COMMENTS /
The whole SMACKSMACKSMACK thing, it probably shouldn't be used as much. You don't have to do exactly 20 to represent the amount being done. You can slip over it, like 'he slapped him again and again. England continued to try and escape, which only caused France to continue slapping him until the skin was red. They were both panting, turned on by the events.'
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"G-git! Just fuck me already!" England gasped, unable to stop writhing from pleasure and pain. His dick was straining, desperate to get involved.

"Patience, mon cheri," France murmured, his breath hot against England's neck. "You need to learn your place." Another smack.

Once the twenty were up, France carried the bright red, naked England over to a wooden chair in the corner and tied him so he couldn't escape. He stepped back with a smirk. "You'll sit here in a timeout for half an hour. Try to leave this chair, and I'll take you over my knee again," he didn't hide how much the thought pleased him.

"I'm not a child!" England protested.

"You acted like one, so I'm treating you like one," France said.

/ MY COMMENTS /
Here, you could include some more interaction between them. Something like England getting annoyed, or France giving him a BJ – this is a great place to show that love that they've been lacking so far. Don't you think so?

Again, with the change in scene, make it obvious. And POV, not POW – 'point of view'. I also think that the fact this part is in 1st person is kind of strange, especially when the rest of the story has been in 3rd person and the part at the beginning was in 3rd but still from England's POV.
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England's POV
That bloody frog! I'll make him regret this. No one makes a fool of me, the one-time British Empire, and gets away with it. I'll find a way to do exactly the same to him, and when I do, he'll be sorry.

/ MY COMMENTS /
If you want to make it longer, you could always do England's revenge. This is really short, but I think if you add more loving moments, and a little bit more detail so the readers can picture it in their minds, it would be brilliant. Just the simple things, like mentioning where they are, or how things feel (are the seats cold?), or the smell or taste – just... this needs just that little bit more.