Side burning and head throbbing, Latvia nearly screamed from surprise at the sudden attack. He held his head and looked up, seeing the Russian get to his feet and approach the Latvian slowly.
"!" he whimpered, watching helplessly as the man before him started to remove his clothes, "W-w-what are you d-doing!"
"Your punishment. You shouldn't lie to me, little Raivis," he said, a hint of entertainment in his voice. He was enjoying this.
Feeling sick once again, Latvia scrambled off the table and fell to the floor with a thud. He wanted to get out of here. He didn't want another punishment- not now, when he was still sore from everything from the night before.
The Russian just continued to walk forward, half undressed by now. Latvia's stomach continued to twist into knots, and he felt like throwing up.
"P-please..." he began, but he was cut off by Russia.
"The only sound I want you to make is your screaming. Remove them," he nodded at the Latvian's clothes.
The Latvian had no choice but to cooperate. His hands shook as he struggled to unbutton his top, his shivering hands making movement difficult.
He plucked the buttons out of the sockets one by one, slowly making his way to the last one and he removed the top. He looked up at the Russian, who was still staring at him patiently but sternly with his arms crossed.
Latvia breathed short, unsteady breaths as he proceeded to remove all his clothing. He felt cold are rush on his bare skin, causing him to shake even more. This made the process longer, which caused the whole situation to be more torture than it already was.
He gulped and put his fingers in his pants, gently pushing them to the floor and stepping out of them one step at a time, and same with his underclothes.
He felt completely exposed and cold now, and not to mention uncomfortable. He looked back up at Russia.
He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it shut when he felt Russia's fingers touch his lips.
"Remember what I said?"
Latvia nodded once, staring Russia in the eyes. He couldn't speak any words, but his eyes screamed louder than he ever could have.
Russia replied with his own nod, and removed his finger from the Latvian's lips. Latvia watched helplessly as the other country removed his own pants and boots.
Russia grinned at Latvia, and put his hand on the boy's head and started pushing downward, causing the small country to drop to his knees. Latvia was now eye level with Russia's large member.
Latvia was shaking uncontrollably now, thinking of any way that thing would fit in him. He tried to look away but couldn't due to Russia's grip, which was constricting him of any movement.
"Mr-R-Russia… P-p-please-" he began, but grunted with pain when Russia squeezed hard on the Latvian's small head.
"I told you not to talk," Russia growled, and pulled the frightened boy's head closer to himself, the Latvian's lips just a hair away from the tip.
"Open your mouth, or I will prod it open myself," Russia said, his tone making it obvious he would enjoy causing extra pain for the Latvian.
Latvia opened his mouth, barely holding back the protest he wanted to let out, and took Russia in his mouth. The huge country barely fit in the boy's mouth, and his jaw hurt from keeping it open so wide.
Russia let out a groan through clenched teeth as Latvia rolled his tongue around the Russian's dick, making a circular motion with it while sucking gently. Russia's grip still remained hard, giving Latvia a small headache, and the grip grew tighter still.
Latvia suddenly felt Russia use the boy's head to push his dick in further, making Latvia let out a gurgled wail as the Russian's dick went as far as the back of his throat.
Russia started pulling the Latvians head forward and pushing it back with a quick rhythm. Latvia could barely breathe from the blockage in his throat, and his head felt like it would burst open. Latvia was used to harsh punishment, but not like this. The Russian grunted a few times, and started to speed up the pace.
Latvia knew Russia was close to coming, and he tried to pull back as hard as he could to pull out and avoid the bitter taste of cum, but he knew better. Russia wouldn't willingly let him get away with anything he wanted to do right now.
After a few rounds of the harsh blowjob, Russia stopped Latvia's head midway and Latvia felt a rush warm liquid In the back of his throat. He pulled his mouth away from Russia and coughed frantically to get the disgusting cum out of his windpipe.
While doing so, Latvia held his head and started to wail. It hurt so much, and he couldn't see clearly.
Russia gave him a few moments to recover, but it still wasn't enough. The larger country grabbed Latvia by the head once again and flipped him over on his stomach.