Prussia's Torture Chamber – Chapter 3
Prussia's Room
Prussia walks into his room and turns on the light. To his surprise, sitting on his bed was France.
"What's wrong, Prussia?" England asked.
"Nothing; what are you doing in my room" Prussia said as he place England on the ground. England glanced across to see who Prussia was talking about; his eyes widened.
"So this was the fun you were talking about, Prussia," France said as he got off the bed and made his way over to Prussia and England.
"But you already missed out. Too bad too," Prussia said as France bent down to look at England.
"Aww! I wanted to have some fun with Angleterre too! So, do you want to go another round?" France said as he came face to face with England.
"Hell no!" England turned away in disgust.
"Hey France, I think you should just go perv on Austria and not French up my room," Prussia said as he tried to push France out the door.
"Hey! That's not nice, I just wanted to play with England!" France yelled as Prussia shoved him out the door.
"Guess he came after all," England said staring at the door.
"Yeah, now he's going to be standing outside my door listening to what we're doing until Germany comes along," Prussia said with a smirk.
Prussia sat down next to England and stared at him.
"What is it?" England questioned.
"I wonder if you'd look good in a maid's outfit..." Prussia wondered to himself.
"Huh?" England looked at Prussia in confusion.
Prussia got up and walked to his closet and opened the doors.
"Now let me see…" Prussia muttered as he looked around in the closet. "Found it!" Prussia said pulling out a black and white maid dress. "Let's see if it fits," Prussia said as he ran back to England.
"Try this on!" Prussia shouts handing him the dress.
"What the heck are you doing with something like that in your closet?!" England yelled while staring at the dress with disconcertion.
"Well this one time, Spain wore it at a party - he got it off my brother - and then he accidentally left it here and so I kept it!" Prussia said.
"Spain wore it?! That's even worse!" England yelled in disgust.
"Put it on now or I'll let France back in!" Prussia shouted as he put his hand on the doorknob.
"No! I know where this is going and I'm still weak from the last session! Remember?!" England glanced up at Prussia.
"Fine, I'll let you rest but when I get back, you'd better have put the dress on. Or else," Prussia said as he dragged England to the bed and tossed him on it. Prussia pulled out the handcuffs from before and handcuffed England to the bed.
"I'll be back later with a snack!" Prussia shouted as he ran out the door.
England laid back and shut his eyes, drifting into a deep sleep.
7 Hours Later
England opened his eyes. He sat up; his eyes searched the room for Prussia. He realised that the handcuffs were still attached to the bed.
"That idiot, how does he expect me to get changed with one hand?" England sighed as he grabbed the maid's outfit with his free hand.
England separated everything in an attempt to figure out what goes where. His eyes widened as he saw a pair of panties.
"What the hell was Spain doing with these?!" England screamed, picking up the panties. "Damn you, Prussia…" England muttered as he pulled off his pants and underwear and put the panties on.
England continued getting the bottom half of himself changed, but once that was done he noticed that his arm was in the way of getting changed into the top half.
"God dammit, Prussia," England sighed whilst trying to get the dress on.
30 Minutes Later
England finally managed to get the dress and apron on. A couple of minutes, later Prussia walked in the door.
"Here you go! I brought you something to eat. Oh! You've managed to get dressed," Prussia said as he walked over to England with a plate of food.
"Eat up, it's mashed potato and gravy," Prussia said as he handed the plate to England.
"Oh, I almost forgot the fork," Prussia said as he pulled a fork out from his jocks.
"Why did you have to put it there, of all places?" England looked away in disgust.
"I thought it would give the meal some extra taste," Prussia said as he sat on the bed.
"Oh wow, where did my appetite go?" England sighed.
"That's just mean! Germany made it himself and he's going to be so upset when he hears you're not eating his food!" Prussia shouted as he fake sobbed into his hands.
England's branded stomach growled as Prussia finished his sentence.
"Eat the food, England; you know you want to. My maid slave," Prussia said with an evil grin on his face.
England closed his eyes and turned away.
"Don't make have to force feed you," Prussia said as he crawled towards England.
"As I said before, I think I lost my appetite," England said.
"Okay, I'll give you two choices. The first one is eat your food then play a little game. The second, be my slave for the rest of the day and get to have your way after you finish being my slave. Which one do you choose?" Prussia asked with an evil grin.
"I'm not eating that, let alone playing any of your games. And I don't serve anyone!" England said proudly.
"I guess if you don't want to choose, we could just have more fun with the branding iron," Prussia said as he slowly made his way to the door.
"Wait!" England's eyes widened in fear while attempting to make eye contact with Prussia.
"Yes?" Prussia said as he turned his head too look at England.
"Fine, I-I'll do whatever y-you want…" England muttered lowering his head; his eyes remained wide.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear which choice you mad. Can you repeat that?" Prussia said as he put his hand on the door.
"Stop it! You bloody git! I said I'll do whatever you want!" England lashed out, a couple of tears trickling down his face.
"I'm just teasing, my slave," Prussia said as he walked back over to England. Prussia unlocked the handcuffs and proceeded to sit on a chair.
"Your first order is to give your awesome master a lap dance," Prussia said as he pointed to his lap.
England gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked over to Prussia.
England sat on Prussia's lap facing him, and started to grind on him as he began to unbutton Prussia's shirt.
When England was done, he started to place butterfly kisses down Prussia's neck, while still grinding against Prussia's package.
"England, why don't we just cut to the chase? Start stripping," Prussia said as he pointed to the maid outfit.
England slowly nodded as he reluctantly took everything off.
"That's a good England..." Prussia said as he watched England strip out of the maid outfit.
"Now be a good England and wait on the bed while I go and get something," Prussia said as he jumped up out of his seat and ran out of the door.
England walked over and sat on the bed.
A few minutes later, Prussia came back holding something in his hand.
"England, I have a little surprise for you," Prussia said as he ran over to the bed.
Afraid that it was alcohol, England didn't say anything.
"I want you to guess what it is. Don't worry, it's not alcohol; Germany took that off me," Prussia said as he chucked the object to England.
"What the hell are you doing with one of these?!" England yelled; eyes wide open as he faced.
"You should really ask Germany that one, my slave," Prussia said with a smirk.
"Now take a rough guess where that's going if you misbehave," Prussia said as he looked at England's face.
England's eyes remained wide while staring at the dildo Prussia just threw at him.
"Answer me or you'll be punished," Prussia said while looking at the door.
"Understood. It'll go in my ass," England said, trembling in fear.
"Now I want you to be a good slave and undress your master," Prussia ordered as moved towards the bed.
England undressed his master.
After Prussia was undressed, he then proceeded to lie on the bed.
"Now be a good slave and suck your master's dick," Prussia ordered as he pointed to his cock.
"No way! Last time you wouldn't let go and then you came in my mouth," England leaned away.
"Tsk tsk tsk, England. Questioning your master. You know what this means, right?" Prussia smirked as he got closer to England.
"No!" England moved backwards too far - in an attempt to escape from Prussia - and ended up falling off of the bed.
Prussia took advantage of England's situation and stepped on England's back pinning him to the ground.
"Bad slaves must be punished," Prussia said as he pushed the dildo into England asshole.
"Wai- I'll tare!" England yelled.
"Keseseses, you're funnier to watch than Italy," Prussia said as he laughed.
"Whaaah! The hell-ngh are you bringing Ita-mmnh up for-ahh?!" England questioned looking back at Prussia.
"Because I can! Didn't you hear me when I said this was my brothers'? Now what do you think he uses it for?" Prussia asked. England's eyes widened in disgust.
"Get that thing-aahhangh, out of me!" England began to struggle and attempted to get up.
"Nah, I'm good," Prussia said as he sat on England's back and started to pump the dildo in and out of England.
"Shi-ahh… Stop! I-ngh-I get it. Jusmmph stop!" England moaned angrily.
"Sounds like you're enjoying this, England," Prussia said as he went faster and faster.
"Shit-ahh! It'd be bloody low if I came because of some toy…" England mumbled to himself.
"What was that, England? I didn't hear that," Prussia said as pushed the dildo in harder.
"I-nyahh didn't say aaahnything!" England's moans slowly began overtaking his words.
"Whatever you say, slave," Prussia said as he pulled out the dildo.
"Git!" England said with what little breath he had left.
England lied on the floor, trying to get his breathing back to normal despite Prussia sitting on him.
"I have a question for you…" England said while continuing to catch his breath.
"What?" Prussia asked as he got off England and sat on the bed.
"Why was France in your room earlier?" England questioned while sitting up.
"... Because he can," Prussia said as he looked down at England.
"Eh?" England looked at Prussia confused.
"What?! Have you tried to keep France out of your room?! It's hard work!" Prussia shouted.
"Not really… The last time I had to deal with keeping France out of my room was after the marriage proposal," England sighed.
"...I did hear from Germany about that. Kesesese," Prussia laughed as he jumped into his bed.
England stayed put while leaning on the bed.
"Aren't you going to come to bed?" Prussia asked.
Once England caught his breath, he stood up and sat next to Prussia.
"…So, my slave, what do you want to do now?" Prussia asked as he looked at England.
"Let me guess, freedom's not an option?" England let out a sigh.
"Well..." Prussia said as he looked away. "You have to do something first," Prussia said with an evil grin.
"Which is?" England turned to face Prussia.
"You have to get on your knees and beg for me," Prussia said.
"Git! What the hell do you take me for?! An Italian?! I fully intend on keeping what little amount of dignity I have left! So don't go around thinking I'd do that, even if my life depended on it! Just how low do you think I'll stoop?! I refuse to get on my knees for you, let alone beg!" England lashed out as he looked Prussia directly in the eyes.
Seconds after that outburst, England's eyes grew weak as he fainted on the bed right next to Prussia.