I hope you will enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy writing this. Please fav and review and honest criticism is much appreciated. Warning: Rape, Language, alcohol and abusive relationship

I should stop this when I had the chance.

But I couldn't. Two bosses decided and sign an agreement that two countries will help each other through tough situations such as poverty, hunger, and lost of land. A way that two enemies can form a companionship to lead a new bond. No more fighting, no more wars, just trust and responsibility for each other. An alliance that can keep each country alive.

But they were wrong.

I remember I always came home, bruised and bleeding from Gilbert's beatings almost everyday. I try every route I can think of to escape and buy my groceries and clothing without the beatings. They always had a way to find me unfortunately. I can hear those harsh words that came out of their foolishness. They drift and vanish into my sleep, but its always there when I wake up. Every morning, he would watch me. I can almost feel his tight, muscular hands over my neck. My voice canal was closing and I was frightened I almost couldn't hear my whimpers and chocking noises when he strangled me. Kicking, punching and stabbing was almost everyday of my life. I didn't want to go to the hospital in fear of anybody finding out and in fear Gilbert might kill me.

But that didn't stop there.

Naked. I was completely cloth less under him. Cuffed and gagged, I try kicking any possible way to rescue myself. I was so foolish enough that it can never happen. His erection entered mine, constantly he pushed back and forth with tears streaming down my face. I really did tried to enjoy it, but my mind knows I couldn't do it. His lips licked my neck,my collarbone and around my chest. He pushed harder and I know he can see it in his eyes I was trying to scream. He turned me around with my bottom facing up. I cried and I try to scream when I felt his finger entered between my bottom. I hated myself for my buttocks was barely big enough for three fingers to enter through. Once he found my spot, I felt something thick and soft entered through. I wish so much he would stop. It was the most agonizing pain I ever felt. I guess he wanted to hear my screams. He untied the gag and I screamed. He thrust harder with a strong rhythm but finally, his erection was all the way through. "Pl-please...stop,it h-hurts."

He finally stop and pulled my bottom higher. He wrapped his hand around my erection and pumped. I shuddered and cried out. "Listen to me, it hurts! Please stop or be gentle!" He continued to pump and I screamed. My hair was unkempt and in my eyes. My body was numb but in pain. Why? Why would he hurt me? Why is it my fault he form an alliance with a weak country?

"Prussia,why would you hurt me?"

He thrust a few times before he stop. He lowered my bottom down and slide his body over mine. His lips kissed my ear and he said," I love to fuck you that's why Specs," I moved my legs up to try to stretch my back, with a sudden movement, Gilbert's hand push my head against the pillow. He grab a bottle on the nightstand and flip me over, his hand still holding my head. Without warning, Gilbert tipped my head back, and clamped my nose shut and I have choice but to keep my mouth open from suffocation. He force the gin into my mouth where it went burning my throat and settled in my stomach. I lay there coughing, dripping the gin and saliva onto the bed sheets. Instantly, my body knew something was wrong. Before I know what to do about it, Gilbert pulled my head back again and emptied another glass of gin into my throat. Still gripping my hair, Gilbert ran his tongue over my neck, leaving obvious bruises. My vision blurred and I couldn't feel my body. A shot of pain came through and my vision blurred into blood red. I felt his hand touching my waist and a freshly blood stained knife appeared beside the bed.

"Come on, try to fight back," He took the knife and aim the blade near my neck. "Try to kick me, try to punch me...no?" I`ve tried to fight back but I`m so weak, I'm a fool, nothing about me no one will care about. He thrust harder and I turn my head back fighting the pain. The room was filled with heaving breathing and my groin was screaming in pain. "Your body belongs to me."

Something died of me that day.

I woke up the next day, bruised and bleeding. Gilbert have left and my clothes lay scattered over the floor. I quickly bandaged my waist and comb my hair. I dressed myself and ran outside.