"Aahhn…mhnn…d..don't.." Ludwig pleaded, arcing into the Ruski's body, unable to suppress his voice.
Ivan pulled away suddenly. Reaching into his trench coat pocket he withdrew a pair of handcuffs, and a thin bar about 16 inches long when extended, a cuff at each end.
Ludwig groaned in frustration, his body pulsed as it craved attention. The feeling of dutiful years of abstinence for the sake of his country rushed back to him, he felt so depraved...so hungry, he needed to release…preferably into Ivan's luscious mouth.
He struggled to stay focused, feeling himself lean upon the dinner table. Ivan cleared off the table with a quick pull of the tablecloth, sending the meal they'd shared earlier crashing to the floor, save for a bottle of the repulsive vodka he'd drank earlier.
Ivan bent the blonde over, grabbing the German's arms roughly, pulling them behind his back, bonding the wrists together with a "click" of the cuffs. Ludwig growled, struggling to free himself, but the aphrodisiac was ruling his mind, crippling his reflexes simultaneously. Even the cold embrace of the cuffs on his wrists made the blonde shudder in excitement, his pink nipples peaking from the frigid sensation.
Ivan giggled at the sight of Ludwig in submission, absolutely aroused. He grabbed the bar next. Ludwig crossed his legs tightly, wincing at the uncomfortable position, but he couldn't give in to the Russian, he just couldn't. He was Germany, for christ's sake, it was not his custom to be so submissive, despite the increasingly tempting opportunity to release his seed after years of deprivation.
But despite Ludwig's best efforts, Ivan knocked the German's legs apart expertly, aiming for the knee, he spread the blonde's legs with relative ease. Ivan pushed Ludwig's ankles into each cuff, locking the bond bracelets shut.
Ludwig wheezed in pain, the table's edge dug into his ribcage, knocking the wind from his lungs as the Russian leaned ontop of him, uncapping the crystalline vodka bottle in front of him.
"Drink." Ivan prompted, pushing the stout lip of the bottle to the German's trembling mouth. Ludwig shook his head stubbornly. Vodka was repulsive, he would not drink it again and cause himself to enter an inebriated state. That'd only be advantageous for the Ruski.
"Ludwig. For the welfare of your front teeth, I advise that you drink." Ivan repeated coldly, impatience lingering in his voice. He pushed the bottle to the blonde's lips once more, this time the German opened his mouth, swallowing the bitter liquid reluctantly, allowing a gratuitous amount to dribble down his chin. Ivan slapped him irritably, shaking his head in disappointment. "What did I tell you about wasting vodka?" The blonde recoiled, moaning feebly at the quick flush of pain on his cheek.
Ivan giggled. "Even hitting you gets you hard, huh?" Ivan asked, smacking Ludwig's face harder.
"How dirty." Ivan growled, pushing the vodka bottle to the blonde's lips again, forcing him to finish every drop.
His body shuddered, an overwhelming warmth flooding his body. Ludwig gasped suddenly as the Russian unbuckled the German's pants as well as his own with haste.
"S…stop this, Ivaa..aahh.." Ludwig moaned, unable to stifle his voice. Ivan's hand guided his member onto the blonde's delicate skin, rubbing it against him, pre-cum moistening the German's entrance.
"Just seeing another powerful country, succumbing to me, is more than I can take…" Ivan breathed hungrily, licking Ludwig's skin, nibbling it, savoring the taste of the German. "Makes me want to break you…"
"aah…mhmm..noo..." Ludwig whined, the smooth strokes of Ivan's vodka tainted tongue against his neck, the husky tone of his voice, and the feeling of his warm, large member grazing his thighs made the German's cock throb intensely. He couldn't even stroke himself due to the handcuffs, not like Ivan would allow him to anyway.
Ivan grunted, pushing his semi erect member into Ludwig's passage, licking his lips in anticipation as he could feel the blonde recoil from the penetration.
"Aaahh…ahnn.." Ludwig whined, white hot pain flooded his nerves as the Russian entered him without any lube. But as the pain started to linger, a wave of arousal drowned the pain, Ludwig could feel his own member growing hard from Ivan's quick pumping into his entrance.
"You…g-greedy little slut…" Ivan snarled, teeth clenched as he rakes his nails down Ludwig's back. The Ruski could feel his cock begin to throb, the blonde's entrance tightened around his heat as he thrusted deeper into the blonde.
"Aaahnn…aahn…y-yes!!" Ludwig cried, moving his hips against Ivan's massive cock, feeling his own member pulse from the Russian's large heat fill him, pull out, fill him, pull out.
Ivan removed himself momentarily, Ludwig barely caught his breath, turning around to watch the Russian a metallic ring from his trench coat pocket. And below his coat was his fully erect member, pulsing, the head tinged dark red, practically screaming to release. But the Russian loved to hold himself off til the very end, to see how much he could get away with.
Ivan fastened the ring around Ludwig's cock, holding the blonde still as he quivered. "Now, you cannot come before me." Ivan smiled, returning to his position behind the German. But he did nothing, just stood behind Ludwig, grinning. "Is something the matter, my lustful sunflower?"
Ludwig glared, his muscles twitched with anticipation. His body practically shivered with arousal, he needed to be violated. Now.
"P…please..Ivan-kun.."
The Russian smiled innocently. "What do you want, Ludwig?"
Ludwig shook his head bitterly. In his origin he was a country of pride, people begged him for things, never the other way around. But his need to release grew persistently stronger, his desire to cum growing with every second.
"I..I want.."the blonde hesitated, wincing from the ring growing tight against his swollen cock.
"I wa..AAHH!" Ludwig arced slightly, Ivan pushing his member into the German's passage impatiently. "Speak up, German. I have no time to waste." the Russian growled, a lascivious hunger dripped in his voice.
"f..fuck me…" Ludwig whined, the aphrodisiac was in full effect, intoxicating him. His pride, logic and sense of fear had left his body completely.
Ivan grinned, moving in and out of the aroused blonde spitefully slow. Ludwig noticed immediately, it wasn't enough to satiate him. Ivan suddenly lurched forward, his swollen head pushing on Ludwig's prostate.
"AAAH…Ahh..D..don't stop.." the German pleaded aggressively, salivating from the warmth flooding through his ring-bound cock. It continued to swell and pulse, dribbling clear pre-cum as it began to tinge a deep red.
The Russian moved faster inside Ludwig, intentionally "just missing" the blonde's prostate repeatedly. Ludwig breathed harder, panting and moaning as Ivan's heat buried itself into him, stretching him open, dripping warm, slick pre-cum within him, pulling out in only seconds before its imminent return.
Ludwig's member pulsed demandingly, the pre-cum stopped ebbing from the bar, his cock twitched in a desperate plead for release. The need flooded Ludwig's mind, invading his senses, his every nerve pinpointed on end. He needed. He must. But he'd need to get Ivan to come first before the Ruski would let him.