SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION! THIS IS ACTUALLY THE CHAPTER THAT COMES BEFORE THE ONE THAT I ACCIDENTLY HAVE UP HERE BEFORE!
I AM FIXING IT NOW! THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE or... Something...
Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.
Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!
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Turkey opened the door to the room he kept England in. "Guess wha'? The ships are here." He yanked England off of the many cusions. "Ya' were gonna haf' more... "Freedom," but after wha' ya' did a few days ago?" Turkey forced a collar around England's neck with a leash. He was yanked around by the leash.
"Hey! What the bloody- stop that! I said that I would sail with them, didn't I? You don't have to force it on me!" Engalnd tried yanking on the leash to get away.
"Act'lly, I think ya' do." Turkey yanked back, making England stumble into Turkey's back. "Especially considerin' wha' I plan on doin' ta' ya' fer the crew."
It didn't take long for England to find out what he was talking about. "No... No, no, no! I refuse to-" He was cut off by Turkey's laughter.
"Ya' honestly think ya' haff'a choice in 'dis? Everyone knows 'dat yer mine. Yer as much mine as Francis and Lovino 're, and... Well, so are Feliciano, Lennox... Ya' know." He dragged England outside and forced him on a horse. "I suppose this will coun' as "payin' some of yer ransom. Yer are workin' ta' help me, afta' all."
"Whatev... What? Ransom!"
"Didn' ya' know? Everyone we capture gets the'r own ransom, unless they pay off the ransom themselves. For the nations, we would send the ransom ta' the'r bosses. Doing this won' pay much off'a yer ransom. In fact, the first time won' coun', 'cause ya' ran off, an' mus' be broken."
England felt some weight being lifted from him. 'So... There is hope.' He smiled softly, but barely. He struggled to stay on the horse. "I'm falling..." He muttered.
"Don' worry. I'll catch ya' if ya' fall."
"Woopie..." England said sarcastically. Then he fell back against Turkey when the horse stood on his hind legs in an attempt to make a sudden stop.
"I don't want anyone today." Turkey started while getting off of the horse. "But, I do have someone here with me who will be joining this ship." His people led the new prisoners out of the area. There were many of Turkey's men to stop any attempt at escaping.
"Sir, what do you mean when you said that this man will be joining our ship?"
Turkey smirked and helped England down from the horse. "He used to be a captain of the English ships. Used to. He said that he will convince his pirates to help us out in getting more slaves... However, he tried to escape a few days ago, but I already have so many to deal with. So, I'm counting on the crew of this ship to... Break him, a little."
Some of the crew snickered. "Break him," how? Are there any rules?" One of them asked.
"The rules are simple- feed him, give him water, don't get him sick, meaning take him out of the restraints that I'm going to force him in every few hours or so to use the bathroom. In a few days- maybe a week, he should be weak enough to walk around and go into cabins. Do NOT scar him! Other than that, he's yours to do as you please until you get back."
"Damn it, Sadiq!" England snapped. "If you do this, I will get my people to fight against you instead of with you!" Turkey yanked hard on the leash to drag Engand on the ship.
"I'll need some rope!" Turkey ordered. While waiting, he tied the leash to a mast multiple times to temporarly keep England put. A few people ran up to Turkey with a few coils of rope. "Help me tie his hands over the mast."
England's hands were forced to hug the large mast while someone ties his wrists together tightly. "What about his clothes?" A man asked.
"Don't worry about them. Do whatever you need to do." Turkey grabbed a fistful of England's hair. "If he fights, forcing any of the crew to tear or cut his clothes open..." He pulled back, forcing England's head back with him. "He'll just have to pay back by getting some new slaves."
England chuckled. "You can't handle me by yourself? You have to hire others to do it for you? How pathetic!" His face was forced forwards onto the wood before being pulled back again.
"I can, but I still haff' that one man from Portugal, and yer brotha's still in prison. I want'a focus on them first. They don' seem ta' be as unbrok'n as ya'. I do haff' otha's ta' take care of, like yer brotha's, fer example. Would ya' wan' me ta' punish them fer somethin' ya' didn' do, like tell yer people ta' help us? Or worse- tell them to figh' us? Well, would'ja?"
England averted his eyes away from Turkey's covered face. "Earlier, you said that we all have a ransom. If I don't get my people to help, than my ransom would..?"
"It would higher. Ya'd be more expensive."
England closed his eyes. "I want to get away as soon as possible... S-So..." Turkey chuckled.
"G'boy." Turkey kissed the top of England's head. "Is there anyone who can speak English on this ship?"
"I can." One said. "I'm sure there be others on here. Maybe understand little at least."
"Good... You really didn't have to speak English right then, but at least it's good to know that you're not lying, I guess..." He groped England's ass. "Haff' fun~!" He sang in a mocking tone before finally leaving the ship.
The (almost) English-speaking man walked up to England. "Hello..." He greeted. "You kinda cute. I have fun with you... Not now. I have work. Later, when feeding time. Bye." He spanked England before walking away.
A few of the crew were staring at him and chuckling. They were saying things in Turkey's language. He could guess what they were talking about, though. One of them- England guessed he was the captain, according to his attire- walked up to him.
"I don't like your eyebrows, but..." He lifted the robe high enough, just above England's hips. He jumped when he felt the man groping him. "Your body is all I really care about." With that, the captian pulled down England's underwear.
"Wait- don't!" England started struggling as much as he could in his position. The captian held England's hips in place and pushed his way in. "No!" Tears pricked his eyes. Sure, he was sort of open from the night before, but the captain was thick. Too thick for England's taste.
Some of the others on the ship gathered around England and their captain to watch. England was clawing at the wooden mast, hoping to at least ease the pain. 'This bloody thing doesn't help!' He thought, referring to his shaft being forcefully rubbed against the large, wooden mast.
He dropped down the best he could when he was finally released. Others walked up to him for the captain's sloppy seconds. One of them tried getting into his mouth, but England bared his teeth as a warning. "I'll bite that off!" He screamed, even though he knew that no one around him could understand him.
Fortunately for him, they took the hint and pulled back, settling on stroking themselves instead. Someone else forced their way in and started thrusting ruthlessly. England bit his lip in pain to muffle out any noise. Blood started running down his chin from biting to hard. The person inside of him slipped out to finish on his back.
It didn't hurt with the third person, but one of the others told him to make England face the other so he could shoot his load onto England's face. By the fourth, he almost felt pleasure- if it weren't for the mast. He couldn't feel anything by the time the seventh person had his way with the English man. He passed out during the thirteenth...
When he came to, he felt something wet running against his skin. He could smell food as well. He groaned and eased his eyes open.
"Good morning." A semi-familiar voice called out to him. "Though it way past morning."
"Huh?" England looked around him. He felt something wet against his back and he yelped and looked down by instinct. 'What? Why am I completely naked?'
"Calm. I just cleaning you." The wet, warm-coldness continued to spread around his body before a dark blue blanket was wrapped around his shoulders. "What call you?"
"M-My name is Arthur..." England tried clearing his throat. It went hoarse from the screaming, almost moaning, towards the end of the gang rape. "And what is your name?"
"You call me Leo. I Leo Demir."
"What!" England snapped. "But that's an English first name!" Leo shrugged.
"Parents like Leo since parents found out I born in August. They like Zodiac from over world." He lifted up a piece of sesame bread. "You eat." England hesitantly opened his mouth to except the food. A glass of water was slowly tilted into England's mouth and continued until it was gone.
"You need bathroom?" He asked once England was finished eating. He shook his head. "Good." Leo smirked, grabbing onto England's hips. "Have fun now."
England's eyes widen. "No!"
"Yes. I be gentle." He slowly slid into England, who whimpered in pain. "You hurt? Of course you hurt. You had men take you like this earlier. A lot of men." He wrapped a hand around England's shaft.
England gasped and arched his back. "L-Let go!"
"No. Been waiting. I do what I want." He thrusted forward and flicked his tongue against England's neck. He stroked England's vital regions slowly, waiting. He wanted the English man to beg him for more.
"A-Ah... It... No..." England shook his head slowly.
"Hurt still?" Leo asked, confused.
"N..." England choked out. "N-N... Well... Sort of..."
"Sort of?" Leo repeated.
"N...Yes? I..." He thrusted into Leo's hand, making the other man smirk.
"You want more?" He asked, flicking his tongue against England's ear.
England panted and bowed his head. "Y...Yes..."
"Beg." Leo commanded simply.
"Um..." England started, confused by what he really wanted. "Please... Move your hand faster..?"
"Is that beg, or question?" Leo whispered in his ear.
"A... Beg... I guess..." The other man chuckled.
"I guess?" Well, good enough." He stroked England much faster than before and his hips quicken in pace as he thrusted in time with his hand.
"A-Ah~... F-Francis..." England moaned before widening his eyes to their limits. Leo stopped moving suddenly. 'Shit... Bloody fucking Hell... Why..? And of all names...' "Um..." He started, trying to come up with an excuse. Leo simply laughed.
"Francis?" Is Francis boyfriend?" England let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding.
"Don't tell Sadiq..." He said quietly.
"Do not worry. I will not." Leo continued to thrust in and out of England. "Am honored, though." He moaned into England's hair. "You feel good... Even after many men before I."
England's breath hitched when he came into Leo's hand. He lowered his head in embarassment. "I'm sorry..." He muttered quietly. 'Wait... That's... Why would I say that?' Fortunately for him, Leo didn't seem to have heard him.
Leo pulled back to finish on England's back, who made protesting noises. "Do not worry. I clean you." He lifted up the wash cloth again and soaked it in a bucket filled with water. "Will be cold now..." He warned before placing the cold, wet rag on England's back. England's eyes started to feel heavy. He rested his forehead against the wooden mast and yawned. "Sleep now. Be back with food tomorrow." Leo stood up and left.
"Um... Th-Thank you for the food..." England whispered quietly enough so only he could hear what he said.
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I got a new hamster~!
He's a Russian dwarf hamster, and he was the only white one of his siblings, including his parents!
He's albino~! And apparently, that's rare for a dwarf hamster... Even his tail is white!
His name is Wilzyx!
My mom's first response was- "...You named your hamster after the whale- that died- in South Park?"
Yes. Yes I did! Except that one has two "l's" in his name... Or her? His... Anyway~!