Chapter 2
Downhill
Notes: Please do not get me wrong, I love Russia I love every single Hetalia character. Russia is my one of my favourite characters and I have portrayed him to be a bit too mean but, it fits the story… I'm sorry. If I hadn't portrayed Russia this way, the story wouldn't make any progress. Russia I love you! Please don't get me wrong! You're fabulous!
America rushed in first. He ran in and froze at the scene, everyone else clashing into him and gasping once they saw the scene before them.
Toris's life was over. He wanted to just shove his face into anything and hide. He desperately wanted to disappear. Just anywhere would be fine.
Ivan gasped, not at the fact that so many other people saw Toris like that, but the fact that his precious door was broken. He angrily shoved America's frozen body out of the door and chased them down the two flights of mansion stairs and attempted to replace the door.
Canada was still in the room though. He tried to exit the room but noticing Ivan standing at the door he staggered backwards tripping on something on the ground and falling onto his back. Ivan turned to him casually. Canada turned onto his all fours and desperately crawled away. Chuckling, Ivan grabbed onto Canada's ankle and pulled him back causing him to land straight on his face.
Ivan dragged Canada up onto the bed, next to where Toris was still lying, trembling and sobbing.
"You thought I couldn't here you, didn't you, Matthew? You thought you were invisible. I can hear you. And, what did you say to me? Repeat it again, those words, you bitch." Ivan said threateningly.
Matthew was scared out of his mind. He was shivering, sweating and panting. Scared for his life and what was going to be done to him. Matthew seriously thought he was not noticed so he wanted to try insulting Ivan as payback for sitting on him like he wasn't there at the world meeting. He regretted it.
Ivan was impatient. "SAY IT AGAIN, YOU SLUT! I know what you are actually like. Don't even try to act innocent in front of me."
"I-I-I called you a bastard who doesn't know his status…" Matthew was crying.
"Good bitch. Now, strip." Ivan commanded.
Matthew immediately began to take his clothing off. Hands shaking and trembling. He was fully undressed and shivering in the cold. Ivan stepped closer to him, Matthew backed away. Ivan grabbed something nearby that Matthew couldn't see. Ivan grabbed Matthew by his hair and pulled him onto the ground by his feet. He chained a leather collar around Matthew's neck and pulled on its leash to make Matthew face him.
Matthew looked at him. Ivan growled and Matthew immediately looked down but kept his head up.
"I want you to go downstairs like that and call Alfred up."
Matthew froze, he nodded his head slowly and crawled out of the room.
Toris quickly returned to sucking the gun once he noticed Ivan turning around to look at him. Ivan walked closer to pull out the vibrators in Toris's ass, then removed the gun from Toris's mouth. Replacing the gun was a cock gag. It was the length of Ivan's cock. 8.5 inches. Toris was gagging continuously, but he couldn't do anything about it. The gag was secured behind his head and the gun was plunged into Toris's tight ass.
Toris gasped into the gag and trembled. There was a loaded gun in his ass, Ivan was holding it.
"Do not move or I don't know what I might accidently press."
Toris didn't even bother nodding as he was too scared to make any form of movement.
Ivan was thrusting in and out of him, exerting all his anger upon the poor torn ass that used to be smooth and beautiful. Now, it was bloody and twitching around the deathly weapon lodged deep his ass. Ivan's thrusts became even stronger and rougher. Not caring about the poor boy beneath him whimpering. The gun's shape was terrible, the designs included many indents and sharp edges that were grazing against Toris's ass causing it to bleed and rip and various places. He was not prepared sufficiently at all. There was no lube added, the only thing that had stretched him to an extent was the many vibrators that were shoved into him in one go. However, compared to the weapon, those love eggs were nothing.
The gun's hilt was hitting the bottom of his ass relentlessly. Toris was a whimpering wet mess at this point. He just wanted to die. Ivan was having way too much fun destroying him. Toris still had no idea why he deserved this, he didn't deserve it. This was too cruel.
Ivan's reasoning was because Toris told him to keep with one personality and stop switching so he chose the personality that suited him the most. Toris disrespected him and screamed at him, the next day he didn't wake him up properly and didn't help him put his clothes on, fold the bed sheets and comb his hair, so he got angry at Toris. Toris 'deserved' punishment for disregarding his duties and chores, so this was his punishment. Ivan thought it was a logical reason and he thought it was fine. Toris was crying, he had no idea and couldn't understand Ivan's logic and had to simply suffer the unreasonable torturous activities Ivan was making him undergo.
Ivan pulled out the gun and mercilessly replaced the gun with his own cock. His 4 inch width and 8.5 inch long cock. Toris screamed into his gag. Loud enough for the people downstairs to hear. Toris squirmed in Ivan's ghastly grip. His cock was too deep easily tearing something inside of him. Ivan carelessly shoved and thrust inside him. Toris was crying in pain now, his eyes blanking and he went limp. Ivan was still in an unsettled mood, he continued to pound inside Toris unitl he ejaculated inside him. Filling him with blood-stained cum that slowly trickled down Toris's slim legs and onto Ivan's bedroom carpet. Toris hadn't moved since. He simply laid there panting and whimpering in agony.
Later, Matthew finally crawled his way back up the stairs followed by a blushing America who was looking away from Matthew's erotic form. The door creaked open and America almost fainted, seeing the puddle of blood and cum. He ran up to Ivan and grabbed him then shoved him into the wall to punch him. Ivan caught the punch and shook America off him. He forced America to back off by walking quickly towards him gradually making him trip on the bed.
"Alfred, do you know why I got Matthew to call you up here?" he said tracing Alfred's jaw line with his gloved hand.
"To fuck me?" Alfred growled at Ivan in a mocking manner.
"I guess you do have brains. But, that's not what I want."
"What?"
"Hmmf. I want Matthew to fuck you." Ivan chuckled. "I know about your relationship. However, what would happen if I swapped them. With Matvey on top." Ivan was entertained.
Matthew was gasping, he didn't know what to do. The only thing he could come up with was to beg. He was whimpering and tugging on Ivan's trousers.
"Please Ivan, I'll do anything, but please… leave Alfred out of this…that's all I ask for. Please have mercy on Alfred… he's done nothing wrong…" he began to sob.
Ivan was annoyed at all the crying and simply kicked Matthew off his leg and clicked his fingers. Matthew obediently held his leash up to Ivan's open hand. Ivan tugged hard on the leash towards where Alfred's body laid. Matthew jolted at the action and was pulled towards Alfred.
Ivan started to undo Alfred trousers with his free hand while Alfred struggled. Alfred managed to know Ivan's hands off of him.
"Get off me you perverted bastard!" Alfred jumped up from his position and lunged at Ivan again. This time Matthew pushed Alfred back down. Matthew was looking at Alfred begging him to stop. He attempted to calm Alfred down by snuggling at his chest. Matthew then turned to Ivan and started to beg for Ivan to just let Alfred go.
"No! Matvey, stop begging!"
Matthew shook his head and said, "Please just let Alfred go!"
"No, I won't let him go… hmm fine. I won't make you fuck him, instead… I want to see you get fucked by him. Put on a show for me!" Ivan shrugged.
Matthew smiled and nodded his head.
Ivan walked to his desk and shrivelled his chair around to watch the show. Matthew crawled onto Alfred and began to strip off Alfred jacket then his shirt, he moved down to his trousers. He crawled back onto the floor to remove Alfred belt with his mouth. He seductively removed his pants, then his boxers and immediately engulfed Alfred's already hard cock into his warm mouth. Matthew continued to suck whole-heartedly until Alfred shoved him off and picked up Matthew's light body and placed him onto his lap.
"Matvey… You're so sexy and cute…" Alfred was blushing intensely.
Alfred sat up.
"Matvey suck." he placed three fingers near his mouth.
Matthew obediently opened his mouth and tentatively sucked on his fingers. Alfred too his fingers out of the hot cavern and carefully slipped a finger into Matthew's ass. Alfred could feel that Matthew had adjusted so he gradually increased the number of fingers inserted until he reached 4, which was round about the width of his cock.
He whispered in Matthew's ear, "Can I put it in now?"
Matthew timidly nodded his head and Alfred replaced his fingers with his large cock, stretching Matthew's walls. A few minutes into their happiness, Ivan stood up. He walked up to the two fucking men and pushed his way through the legs. Matthew was facing Alfred, sitting on his lap controlled by Alfred's harsh thrusts. Ivan shifted his way through the fucking to a position behind Matthew's back. He dragged Alfred by the arm and forced him to stand resulting in carrying Matthew in his arms. Alfred brought his thrusting to a stop, he looked at Ivan unsure of what he was trying to do. Ivan simply smiled and brought his cock up to Matthew's already filled hole. Alfred gasped and shoved Ivan, it wasn't strong due to Matthew between them. Ivan didn't budge, he continued to stand there chuckling as he gradually brought Matthew down onto his cock and deeper down Alfred's. Matthew's ass was stretched too far. He was screaming and flailing around, unable to take in both huge cocks. Blood began to stream down his held up legs, Alfred couldn't take in the scene. He struggled to remove his cock only to be engulfed by Matthew's ass which was forcefully pressured down by Ivan. Matthew was blanking and twitching vigorously, his insides were spread out too far for his body to take as he half-fainted. He was just conscious enough to stay awake to feel the pain and agony his lower half was undergoing. The pain was stopping him from losing all consciousness. Tears were streaming down constantly, Alfred closed his eyes. He couldn't watch Matthew cry like this. But he couldn't do anything about it either, he knew he was powerless when it came to Ivan.
The thrusting sped up, elevating Matthew then dropping him back down forcing himself down on the double cock with his own body weight. His whole body was limp, even his ass. It was twitching and powerless against the dominating cocks. It endured and received until Ivan deemed enough. Ivan's thrusting was purposefully mismatched with Alfred thrust, not giving Matthew any form of rest. Matthew's back was arching against Alfred's body, head leaning on Ivan's wide shoulders. His erection completely cast aside, it was painfully hard. Ivan gradually sped up his thrusts signalling his ejaculation. Alfred was also panting heavily. Both ejaculated into Matthew's torn insides filling his hole up with freshly and painfully milked juice. Ivan pulled Matthew off him and chucked him on the bed. He grabbed a nearby matryoshka and plugged Matthew's ass as he couldn't find a butt plug within arm length. He refused to let the juice go to waste, it was to stay until his body absorbed it.
Ivan shoved all the destroyed men and snuggled into his blood stained blankets and went to sleep leaving the others cold on the floor.
