You tugged on the chained that were cuffed to your hands and feet. They clinked together with every move that you made, trying to escape from your appending doom. You were here because of one country had asked you a simple question, and you refused. The cold stone made your nude body shiver as you sat in the darkened cellar, you tried your best to cover the vital areas of yourself, but it did little to no good. Suddenly light flood inside of the dark room, but it left just as quickly as it came. You heard the large foot steps approaching and heard the light chuckles of the man whom they belonged to.

"I'll ask you one more time my friend." Stepping into what little light there was in the cellar, you seen the white hair and deep purple eyes of your capture in front of you.

"Become one with Russia?" You felt the tears roll down your eyes, what made him think that your answer would be any different then what it was almost 3 hours ago. You rapidly shook your head then looked down and away from the much taller Russia. A smile gave way to his lips, a creepy smile that made your belly do twist and turns that made you feel as if you were going to puke. He moved closer to you, his large boots making loud 'clacks' against the stone floor as he approached you. Bending down to one knee he looked at you, that smile still spread across his face. His large gloved fingers moved underneath of your chin, swiftly pulling your face around to where he could look at you.

"You don't really have a choice in the matter my friend, you will become one with me whether you enjoy it... or not." He gave one last smile before his lips crashed into yours, he felt your body go instantly into a struggle as you kicked and tried to hit the much larger country. He only pushed his lips upon your harder, feeling them start to bruise you tried to cry out for help only to have his hand wrap around your throat and start to chock the life from you.

Russia pushed is tongue into your mouth with force, then slowly danced it around yours in a slow teasing way just to show you that he was the one in control. He was always in control, whether it was with you, or anyone else that was smaller then him. The pressure from his hand grew while your struggles lessened, you started to feel light headed and dizzy. Finally your limbs went limp and you were just barely still in this world. Russia allowed you to breath once again as he removed his large hand.

Pulling away from your black and purple lips he smiled while he glanced down to the large hand print that could been seen on your neck that was his own. Moving his head down past yours his tongue traveled up and down your neck on the mark where his hand held hold of you. You shivered from the warmth that found itself on your neck, feeling the wet saliva rolling down your neck onto your breast. Russia placed his right hand on the other side of your neck as to hold you as he pushed his head into the left side and begin to suck harshly on your exposed skin.

You let out a yelp though it could not be determined whether it was from pain or pleasure, though you were not enjoying this being tied up and practically being raped just because the man wanted you to become one with him. From that Russia only seemed to suck harder as he occasionally allowed his tongue to glaze across the spot where he was sucking to keep your skin soft, just the way he liked it. He moved his lips up to your ear lobe and chewed on it, allowing his tongue to play with the shell of your ear as if to praise you for not struggling anymore. You felt his hot breath travel into your ear as you heard a faint chuckle and words to follow.

"See now, doesn't it feel much better when you don't try to struggle?" You didn't reply, how could you. You were trying to place your mind somewhere else, anywhere else then here tied up against your will while Russia raped you, anywhere else would be better then this. You tried to imagine yourself back home in the safety of Prussia's arms, oh how you longed to see your older brother you wanted to be next to him and Germany just like the old days again. You were however, quickly pulled back into the hellhole in which you were trying to escape by a harsh and bone breaking squeeze on your arm. You cried out in the dark, you were sure that Russia was going to break your arm.

"When I ask you a question, I expect to get an answer from your pretty little lips." You closed your eyes tightly and turned your head towards Russia's voice that was in your ear, more tears found their way out of your eyes as you nodded, feeling the tip of his nose rub against yours as you answered his question. Russia kept hold of your arm a little longer before he allowed you to have it back, a deep breath that you didn't notice you were holding was released. You opened your eyes slightly only to see Russia taking off his gloves with his teeth, he tossed them down to the left of him and turned back towards you. He seen your eyes open, and gave a genital smile, but there was nothing genital about this man. He may have been able to fool others, but not you, not after what would happen within the next hour. His hand came to the bottom of your neck and slowly made its way down your body.

"You're body's so cold," his hand moved over your breasts and further down, "You shouldn't have said no to me, at least then you could have been in a warm bed." his hand then grazed over the hairs on your slit and he stopped moving. "Oh, what's this you're quiet warm down here aren't you?" You felt your face heat up as Russia bent down to take a closer look,

"Da, and you're wet too! It seems that you were enjoying what was being done to you after all." Russia took both hands and spread your legs apart and stuck his head in between them, he felt you trying to close your legs while his head was between them but it wasn't very likely that he was going to allow that to happen.

"Ah! Ah. Ah. Ah!" You moaned out as you felt Russia's large tongue slide up and down over your entrance. It moved up and down and sometimes would even roll around in little circles, then in one swift movement, it was inside of you. You threw your head back giving a loud dry moan and without knowing it, bucked your hips forward into Russia's face slipping his tongue inside deeper. You could feel his tongue move up and down inside of you making you feel strange, and you knew you weren't suppose to be enjoying this either. Russia pulled his tongue out of you, making you give a quite moan of disappointment. Russia chuckled, moving up between your body he placed a hand behind your neck.

"Open your mouth and I'll let you see what you taste like." You opened your mouth allowing Russia to stick his tongue inside of you without any trouble on your half. It seemed that he had finally broken you, putting mass amounts of pain and pleasure into your body making you forget that this was suppose to be rape. As promised you could taste yourself, it was barely there but it was there. It was sour tasting, like a type of really sour candy or the taste of a high alcoholic proof drink. Your tongue tried to battle against Russia's but quickly lost in the end. Russia pulled you closer to him, as if trying to get everything he could from you. However whether he wanted you to fell it or not, the bulge in his paints was clearly there against your lower areas. Pulling away from you Russia looked into your eyes once more, he found them soft and with a small hint of lust in them, just the way he had always wanted them to look when they were looking at him.

"Tell me, just how badly do you want me right now?" This threw you off a bit, you didn't think that he would have asked this question seeing as how your body practically screamed "Take me now and fuck me into the next century!" Your lips quivered as you spoke.

"Bad." Was all you were able to say, you thought if you said too much you'd break down. But it wasn't enough for Russia, he wanted you to scream he wanted to hit that breaking point on you, because the sex would be so much better if he did.

"How bad?" He asked again, that smile on his face as he watched you squirm underneath him.

"Please, don't make me, don't make me say it." He chuckled,

"You know I'm going to make you say it." Your breaths quickened as you closed your eyes and pushed your breast up and outward towards him.

"Fuck me." You whispered. Russia's smile widened, he heard you but what fun would it be to let you off with one simple little whisper?

"What was that? I couldn't hear you, did you say something?" You pushed your teeth together as you sucked in air through your nose,

"I said fuck me." You said normally,

"What?"

"Fuck me!"

"Scream it."

"Fuck me!" That was all he needed, he pulled away from you which left you confused until he took off the top of his coat, showing the equally tan shirt and paints that were underneath it. However the scarf, shirt, and paints came off quickly after he took his brown boots off. Your eyes widened, his dick was large and hard. The veins that ran through it up to the head back down to the ball sack, well they were placating like nothing you'd ever seen before.

Russia seen your face deepen with red, and he loved it. He knew you were a virgin by how hard it was to move around his tongue inside of you. He only wished that he could keep that look on your face, forever. He went back down onto his knees onto the floor and grabbed his dick making sure to slide it inside the right whole. His purple eyes came up and locked with yours, he gave you that smile.

"Spread your legs farther, or else I won't be able to fit it all inside." That didn't help your blush, but you did as he commanded and awaited the pain that you knew would come from this. You didn't have to wait long as you felt Russia place his right hand on your hips, and in one quick and swift movement he pushed himself deep inside. You let out an ear piercing scream as you felt him stretch out your walls as he pulled out and went back inside.

Tears instantly flooded your sight leaving a blurry figure of a naked Russia pounding into your much smaller frame. Russia gave no chance for you to adjust to his size, nor did he care to give you a chance. He wanted you for the longest time now, and he wasn't about ready to go easy on you now that he had you. You were tight which he loved, meaning he was the first and only country to take you and make you part of him, and he wasn't one to let someone go once he had them.

"Ru-Ru-Russia!" You screamed out feeling your back burn from the rocking motion against the stone wall behind you, and the rubbing from the shackles around your hands and feet, knowing that they were blistering from this. The call of his name only made him ride you faster and harder, placing both hands on your sides he lifted your hips up, making your head hit the back of the wall as your upper body slid down to the floor. Russia now up on his knees had better access to your wet, warm, dripping pussy. The feeling of your walls wrapping around him was bliss to say the least. Never before had he felt so great, he wanted you to be his forever he never wanted it to end.

Looking down he seen your face, which made him bang you harder. Your tongue hanging out of your mouth, while your saliva dripped from it out onto your neck. Your cheeks a rosy red from being horny, the sweet smell of your sweat that covered your body making it glisten, and your watery eyes, they shined with lust and yet at the same time... mercy. You screamed out feeling your organism build up in your stomach till finally you weren't able to take the pounding of Russia's large size and your world faded to a black while your body seemed to give a little shake here and there while you seemed to cum. Russia watched as your cum rushed out of your pussy with his thrust, that was the last thing needed to push him over the edge and with a loud grunt, he came within you.

Closing his eyes, Russia gave a few more thrust till he finally pulled out and allowed you to drop to the ground. You were tired, panting for the now hot air to fill your lungs from the room that was once cold. You were just about to close your eyes, when you felt something heavy and warm being placed upon you, converting your eyes down you seen Russia's tan jacket that he always wore. Looking back up, you seen him pull his paints back up and around his waste, then his shirt, finally his boots and scarf. He turned and looked at you, smiling he bent down onto one knee as he unlocked your cuffs on your hands and feet, then scooping you up into his large arms.

"There's no reason for you to sleep down here. You're mine now, so you'll share my bed with me tonight." Russia said carrying you towards the door still smiling. And now it seemed, that you had finally become one with Russia.