Prussia's Torture Chamber - Chapter 2
2 Days Later
Prussia walked back down to his torture chamber to see his little pet, England, asleep on the floor where he left him.
"Keseseseses, he's kind of cute when he sleeping," Prussia whispered to himself as he walked over to the sleeping England. Prussia bent down and whispered to England, "Wake up England, its rape time, keseseses."
England opened his eyes slowly and remained silent.
"How was your sleep, England?" Prussia said as he stood back up.
"Bloody wanker, it's been 2 bloody days," England muttered while wiping the sleep out of his eyes.
"Sorry I've been at Austria's place, kesesesese, but I'm back now. Aren't you happy?" Prussia said teasingly.
"That wanker's the reason I'm even in this mess!" England grumbled, menacing glare pearcing the floor.
"...And I went through all the trouble of bringing you a present," Prussia said, pretending to fake sob.
"Not interested," England said bluntly as he turned away.
"Are you sure? I was going to unchain you but it'll still work if you're chained up," Prussia said matter-of-factly as he walked back out the door. He came back with 4 bottles of different alcohol. England glanced to see what Prussia had with him.
"I'm positive I won't be drinking in this place," England muttered whilst turning his head away.
Prussia sat in front of England with the 4 bottles sitting in front of him. "What do you want first? Vodka, weak beer, strong beer, or gin?" Prussia asked as he pointed at each of the bottles.
England remained silent; it'd been about a month since he last had any alcohol.
"I'll choose, hmm... let's go with... strong beer!" Prussia shouted excitedly and ran off to get glasses.
He poured the beer into both glasses and passed one to England. England just sat there, refusing to move.
"Don't make me poor it down your throat!" Prussia shouted and pushed the beer in England's face. England simply gritted his teeth and turned away. "God dammit, England..." Prussia mumbled. Prussia then used his free hand to grab England's manhood.
"Wait…" England muttered, as he lowered his head.
"What? Are you finally going to drink your beer?" Prussia asked. England gritted his teeth and used his free arm to grab the glass of beer.
"Jug! Jug! Jug! Jug!" Prussia shouted as he let go of the glass. England reluctantly had a sip. A few minutes later, after many reluctant sips, Prussia got bored of the 'one sip' thing and tilted England's glass a little so he would drink more. "Hurry up and drink it, England!" Prussia said as he tilted England's drink more.
"Wai- sto- ngh!" England began to struggle; he hadn't eaten, let alone drunk, anything over the past two days of imprisonment.
"Keseseses, that's a good England." Prussia said as England started to drink his beer. England just stayed still and swallowed as fast as he could with Prussia tilting the glass more and more.
Once England had finished his glass, Prussia sculled the rest of his beer. Prussia put the glasses down, "Now which one do you want next, vodka, weak beer or gin?" Prussia asked.
"Ngh!" England felt sick and had no interest in drinking anymore.
"I think we'll go with the gin." Prussia said as he poured the gin into both of the glasses. "So England, are you ready?" Prussia asked as he held up the glass of gin.
"No thanks," England said as he turned his head away.
"Awww! Come on, I'll go first!" Prussia said as he drunk the gin.
"Ahh, that tasted good! Now it's your turn," Prussia said as he shoved the glass in England's face.
"Bloody wanker… I'm going to be sick," England murmured whilst turning his head away from the gin. Prussia grabbed England's face and turned him to face him. Prussia tilted England's head back and brought the glass up to his lips.
"Now drink!" Prussia growled.
"Let go!" England lashed out, using his free arm as a weapon. He pushed the drink away and attempted to stand up.
Prussia stood up and grabbed the chain that was hanging from the wall. He grabbed England's free arm and chained it back to the wall.
"Now then, drink!" Prussia yelled as he poured the gin in England's mouth.
"No st-ngh!" England drank the gin in one big gulp.
"Good boy," Prussia whispered as he put the glass down. "Now… Vodka or weak beer?" Prussia asked as he held up the bottles.
"No more… Please…" England begged, yet once again he was at Prussia's mercy.
"If you drink the vodka, I'll drink the beer," Prussia said as he opened the bottle of vodka and tilted England's head up.
"Hell no, I'm close enough to throwing up already! Last thing I need is to be reminded of that wanker, Russia!" England exclaimed, while beginning to struggle, but once again it was a futile attempt.
"Oh boy, you're making this thing a real hassle. Just hold still." Prussia said in a bored tone. Prussia forced England's mouth open and began to poor the vodka in, "Kesesese, you should see your face, England. It's priceless!" Prussia laughed.
England couldn't speak, and the restrains were nowhere near loose.
"Whoops, I should've left a bit of the vodka for me... Oh well, it doesn't really matter anyway," Prussia said as he threw the empty vodka bottle away.
"Now then, the question is, are you drunk enough?" Prussia asked.
"Damn you," England groaned. His face was dark red from the alcohol.
"Mmmhh, maybe I'll give you the weak beer to make you a just bit more drunk," Prussia said as he picked up the beer bottle.
"Well, open wide," Prussia said, opening the beer bottle. Prussia proceeded to tilt England's head and began to forcefully poor the beer in England's mouth.
Prussia emptied the last of the beer into England's mouth then threw the bottle away.
"So, how do you feel now?" Prussia asked as he sat down in front of him.
"Sick, you bloody wanker; I haven't eaten in two days, and the only thing that Germany ever does is check the restraints," England turned away.
"Keseses, that's his job. Oh, and I forgot that you were down here so I didn't feed you kesesesese," Prussia laughed as he stood back up and chuckled a bit.
"Dammit, how much longer does Austria intend on hiring you to keep me here?" England looked Prussia in the eyes.
"Oh, he only told us do keep you here for the first two days; I'm just keeping you here for my own amusement," Prussia said as he walked to the wall where the torture devices were.
"For your amusement?" England questioned.
"Yes, was I not clear the first time?" Prussia said as he looked back at England.
"So basically, I'm just your chew toy," England lowered his head.
"Chew toy? No, you're my play boy, kesesesese," Prussia said as he grabbed a branding iron and walked towards England.
"Do you want the hot one or the cold one?" Prussia said with a cheeky grin on his face. England looked up.
"Neither!" England screamed, his eyes grew wide once he realised what Prussia was holding.
"I'll go with the cold one, keseseses," Prussia laughed as he walked over to a bucket of nitrogen ice.
"No!" England screamed his eyes wide open in fear.
"Oi, quiet! Germany will be mad if you wake him up!" Prussia hissed as he picked the bucket up and walked back over to England.
"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit," England muttered while attempting to break out of the chains once again. Prussia placed the bucket down next to England and placed the branding iron in it.
"Now England, I'll give you two choices. If you choose to be a bad boy, I'll brand you with the nitrogen. Or you can be a good boy and suck my dick," Prussia said while lifting the branding iron out of the bucket.
"Neither, you bloody wanker! Haven't I already suffered enough?!" England lashed out, and finally managed to break his left arm free from the chains while almost choking on the collar which Germany switched over to a choker chain.
"Stupid England!" Prussia shouts as he pushes the branding iron into England's stomach.
"Ngh!" England winced, biting his lip. His eyes widened and began to water a little bit from the pain. Prussia pulled the brand iron away from England.
"I'll tell you one more time. Be a good boy and suck my dick," Prussia snickered, examining the Prussian mark on England's stomach.
"I… I give in… I… I'll suck your dick you… git… J-Just stop." England said, swallowing his pride and shedding a tear.
Prussia lengthened the choker but unlocked everything else and stepped back watching, while England dropped down to his knees.
"Now get to work, my pet!" Prussia said as he pointed to his pants.
England looked up at Prussia, knowing that if he did not obey he would be brutally punished. England then began to work on unbuttoning Prussia's pants.
"Hurry up England, we don't have all day!" Prussia shouted as he looked down at England. England pulled out Prussia's cock and began to suck on it.
"Yes, that's a good pet," Prussia said as he grabbed England's hair.
"Ngh-mnh… Mmn," England continued sucking more vigorously.
"Mmm, mmh... That feels really good; we should do this more often," Prussia moaned as his legs grew shaky.
"Mnhmm… Ngh-mmm..." England began sucking harder and moving faster.
"Mmh ah.. I..I'm g-going to cu-mmh" Prussia moaned as he gripped tighter on England's hair.
"Mmnghmm… Mnph..." England continued despite what Prussia just said.
Prussia couldn't hold it anymore and released his seed in England's mouth.
"Mgh!" England struggled to move away with Prussia still holding his hair firmly.
Prussia let go of England's hair and he fell back onto the ground.
"Man England, have you given France a blow job?" Prussia asked as he tried to regain his normal breathing pattern.
England leant back onto the wall, while breathing heavily.
"I'll take your silence as a yes,'' Prussia said as he sat up.
"Git! It's hard to breathe after you've just had a mouthful of cum! And to answer your question, no," England pouted.
"Could have fooled me," Prussia said as he looked at the door.
"Actually speaking of France, he was going to come over. I guessed he never showed," Prussia said as he looked back to England.
"What the hell would France be coming over for?" England questioned looking over at the door.
"Well..." Prussia looked away from England. "I asked if he wanted to join in on the fun, you know?" Prussia said as he stood up. England's eyes widened, still a bit wet from the branding, as he looked over at Prussia.
"Why do you look so surprised? I mean it was going to happen sooner or later," Prussia stated as he grabbed his pants.
"I'm strictly out of bounds for that frog-mouthed git," England said while attempting to make eye contact.
"You sure? That's not what he said!" Prussia shouts as he gets slightly aggravated.
"What exactly did shit-beard say anyway?" England looked at Prussia in confusion.
"Nothing that you need to know!" Prussia shouted pulling his pants on.
England looked at the door once more, then begun to pull on the choker chain.
"Oh yeah," Prussia said as he walked out the door. He then returned with clean clothes for England.
"Here, put these on." Prussia said as he handed England the clothes.
"I would if I wasn't still hurting from when you fucked me," England grumbled and looked away.
"So you want to walk out in front of my brother and possibly France butt naked?" Prussia asked as he leaned against the wall.
England gritted his teeth and tried to walk, but it ended the exact same way as his previous attempts of walking; it was futile.
Prussia took a pair of handcuffs from his pocket.
"I'll just drag you out there myself," Prussia said as he handcuffed England to himself.
"Git! I can barely stand, let alone walk or even get changed! Why's it so important for me to be out there anyway?!" England lashed out.
"Well I was going to let you sleep in my bed, but since you like it down here so much..." Prussia said as he started to undo the handcuffs.
"I don't, just give me a hand getting dressed. After all, it's your fault I can barely mov,e" England faced Prussia.
"...Fine," Prussia reluctantly said as he started to help England get dressed. Prussia started to button up England's top.
"You're how old? And you still can't dress yourself after sex," Prussia mumbled. England just gritted his teeth, afraid that Prussia might punish him if he'd respond.
Prussia looked up at him and grunted.
"What?" Prussia asked staring into England's green eyes.
"Nothing…" England sighed.
"Whatever," Prussia said as he unlocked the choker.
Prussia then started on getting England's pants on.
"God dammit, this is worse than dressing Germany," Prussia said as he stood back up. "You ready?" he asked.
Ignoring that comment, England nodded. Prussia, knowing full well that England was unable to walk, picked up England and threw him on his shoulder.
"What the hell do you eat? You're heavier than you look," Prussia stated before walking to the door.
"Bloody git, put me down!" England screamed while hitting Prussia continuously on the back.
"..." Prussia opened the door and walked up several stairs. He made it to the top of the staircase and turned left, walking down a hallway. "We're almost there so don't stress," Prussia said as he continued to walk down the hallway.
Hearing those words made England calm down a bit.
Prussia made it to the end of the hallway to find the door to his bed room is open. He walked in and turned on the light…