Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
APHAPHAPH Russia returned hours later, with a hand hiding behind his back. France turned his head, so he was looking at him. (At least, as much as he could, in his current condition.)
"Well, unfortunately, I couldn't find anyone who will want you. I told them the low price, so they thought you had diseases. I told them that you don't, but they don't want to take the chances. So, I decided to raise the price. Some people considered, but didn't find the price worth it."
France was glad, but he also felt completely unwanted. NO ONE wanted to have sex with him. That rarely happened to him, when it came to strangers, and Russia was gone for hours. (He would still wait to get to know the person first, of course.)
"But, I DID find something else to use you for! It would be free, of course, but at least it would be fun!" He pulled out an electric razor from behind his back. "Of course, I'll have to make you look a bit different."
France stared at the electric razor, and his eyes widened. 'He's going to shave my hair?! Why?! What is he even talking about?! "Something else?" Like what?!'
Despite not wanted to lose his long, beautiful hair, it would always grow back. He knows better, than to struggle during a hair cut. Or, in this case, shave. Russia turned it on, and started shaving France's hair off.
"I can probably sell your hair, now that I think about it. I should probably shave your beard, as well. I don't want ANYONE to recognize you." France whimpered when the razor ran against his chin, and his already short beard was shaved off.
Russia tilted his head. "It doesn't hurt, does it? It shouldn't. Though, if no one wanted you before, then how are they going to think of you, now that you're almost bald."
Russia smiled to himself. He was lying about France being unwanted. Russia never left the house during those hours when he left France alone for those few hours. He stayed at home, to have some time to himself. He just wanted France to feel unwanted to everyone. Even complete strangers.
"I don't know how many people will actually watch the videos, after about a minute of the first one, but again, they will be fun to make~! I guess you can call this your punishment for the... "S-and-M clubs," that you brought Romano to."
France's eyes closed. 'Romano... I just want to tell him how sorry I am. Why couldn't Spain let me do that much, before Russia took me?'
Russia groaned in annoyance. "Did I just make you think about Romano, again? Why can't you keep him out of your mind, especially during times like this?"
France looked away, and sighed. 'I'm sick... You know that I'm sick, and yet, you keep on-'
"Then again, I guess that gives me an idea~!" France looked back up at him. "I'll be back, again. I have to get a few things- like a camera, for example." He smiled, before leaving France all alone, again.
APHAPHAPH I~ still don't know about this... I mean, I think the fact that Russia, in this, hates France, but is willing to torture him sexually... I'm not really sure where I would end that thought.
...I'm sorry. This was, once again, MUCH better in my head...
Well, maybe not MUCH, but still... At least a little better...
