Mine Forever

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!

Also, I know you're watching me... I can feel you....

You know who you are. XD

Right?

APHAPHAPH

"I would be called your maitre,* where you would be called my "esclave"* or "chouchou."* France was telling Romano while watching the boy eat. "If you're still hungry after returning home," he made sure to put emphasis on "home." "Then I'll make you something more than just a light diner."

 

"The more you talk about that, the more tempted I am to throw this plate at you."

 

"You do that, and I'll give someone permission to spank you with a paddle."

 

Romano quickly shut up after hearing that.

 

After he finished eating, France took the plate and went back upstairs. Romano ran to the bathroom to get rid of the food quicky- like he hasn't had the chance to in a while. He still didn't trust France enough to just give up completely.

 

He cleaned out his mouth with some mouth wash, and right before spitting it out, swallowed it instead. He checked the labels for anything that looked like the Italian word for "alcohol." He couldn't find any words that could be, but he drank about a quarter of it down anyway, just in case there was alcohol in it.

 

After, he just sat on the bed, waiting patiently for the hellish night he knew he was going to be spending. When France returned, he returned with some items. "Strip." Romano was hesistant, but he obeyed eventually.

 

France had two pairs of handcuffs, one around Romano's wrists, and the other around his ankles. A gag, with a ball that had many holes through it, wrapped around his head. A blindfold, a dildo, shoved into his anus, but not turned on quite yet. Then France clipped some things to Romano's nipples, making him scream and almost pull away, if he didn't know any better.

 

They had a short chain dangling down to bells, instead of weights. France wanted to hear Romano's every movement. He put a collar around Romano's neck, forced a cock-ring around Romano's penis, and clipped a leash onto the collar.

 

Romano was picked up, carried to a car, and was set laying down in the backseat. France could hear the bells jingling when Romano shifted to lie on his back. The drive took less than an hour, but not by much.

 

France pulled Romano out of the car gently, setting him on the floor. "Crawl." Romano obliged, not being able to get up anyway. He followed closely behind France, not wanting to choke, until he heard a bunch of people, and stopped where he was.

 

France tugged on the leash. "Come on, Lov-..." He stopped himself before saying "Lovino," making it sound like he was saying "love" instead.

 

"Ce n'est pas Francais, est-il?"*

 

"Non. C'est l'anglais. Il ne comprend pas le Francais."*

 

"Oh? Ou est-il?"*

 

"Je ne sais pas."* He lied. He knew perfectally well where "Lovi" was from.

 

"Ah. May we... "Pet," him?"

 

"Oui, but only "pet." Oh, and try to avoid tugging on or even talking about the curl on his head. It kinda embarrasses him."

 

Suddenly, a few pairs of hands- Romano couldn't tell how many right now, were molesting him. They were tugging gently at the clamps, groping his ass, and rubbing his constricted "regions."

 

Romano tried snapping at the owners of the many hands, but the more they were molesting him, the less he groaned in frustration, and the more he moaned in pleasure. He heard the words "super mignon"* a lot.

 

"Alright. That's enough for now. This is his first time being out like this in public. Besides, I payed extra to give everyone a show on stage."

 

Romano made an unintelligent surprised noise in hearing that, before getting dragged away again. He could tell that he was forced up some short flight of stairs. France helped him stand up so he could unlock one of the cuffs, force it around what Romano could feel was a pole, and locked it around Romano's wrists again.

 

France zipped down his pants and pulled it, as well as his boxers, down just past his hips. Romano was too busy focusing on all of the noise of other perverts, that he didn't notice France's actions until the dildo was pulled out, and his hip was grabbed. He felt something bigger pushing against his hole.

 

Romano struggled slightly, before France slid his hand to take Romano's regions and rub it quickly, trying to avoid the ring, not wanting it to slide off just yet. He pushed the rest of the way in, making Romano scream at the intrusion.

 

Once France got a steady pace, he licked the back of Romano's ear, suck on his neck, made tiny bitemarks on his shoulders... With his free hand, he reaches up to untie the blindfold.

 

"Look..." He whispers.

 

Romano's bright amber eyes opened to looked around. It seemed as though everyone was looking at him. Some couples were having sex while watching him and France. He closed his eyes again and turned his head away, breathing heavily. He could feel his face burning a dark red from embarrassment.

 

He yelped when his prostate was hit. He could hear France's breathy chuckle, before hitting it again and again. Romano would moan quietly at this point, mind getting hazy from the pleasure.

 

Then, when France pulled the cock ring out, he gasped and moaned loudly. The pleasure was too overwhelming for him to notice France slipping out, leading a white, sticky trail out of him.

 

Romano sank to his knees in exhaustion. His cuff was taken out of his wrist, before being locked back in, without anything around the chain this time.

 

"Are you going to clean him out before you leave?" Someone asked.

 

France chuckled. "I've never given him an enema, before." Romano gasped.

 

"Well, now is a good time. We have multiple equipment for this set up." The man said in semi-broken english.

 

"You mean, I would have to use a used hose?" France's brows knitted together in disgust.

 

"We have new ones."

 

France smiled at this. "So you want more of a show?"

 

The man smiled. "Of course."

 

"Lead the way." France dragged the unwilling Romano across the room. Eventually, Romano gave up, the hard floor becoming too rough on his knees. The chain on his wrists was locked to the floor.

 

Romano tried talking around the gag, trying to protest, until an unfamiliar object was shoved deep into him. He screamed and struggled until he could feel water going deep inside of him. Eventually it became too much and he gagged from the pain, dry heaving with his face close to the floor, and his hips high up in the air.

 

"Are you okay, mon chouchou?" France pulled out the special hose, replacing it with a finger, keeping the water in. With his other hand, he relunctantly took the gag off. "Are you okay?" He repeated.

 

"It... It... Hurts... I feel like I'm gonna..." He gagged again. "Take... It... Out... P-Please.... M... M... M-Master...."

 

France's eyes widen in surprise before smiling again. He took his finger out and unlocked what was keeping the chains on the floor so Romano could properly squat down to release the rest of the water.

 

Romano was shaking wildly before passing out on the floor, breathing heavily. France picked him up carefully, carrying him to his car. No one seemed to have noticed him leaving once the show was over, and were focusing on something else.

 

He moved the passenger seat so Romano could lay down while still being buckled down safely to the seat before leaving the underground place.

APHAPHAPH

Translations, bitches*

"Maitre" - "Master"

"Esclave" - "Slave"

"Chouchou" - Common nickname for a pet. Mainly dogs.

"Ce n'est pas Francais, est-il" - "That isn't French, is it?"

"Non. C'est l'anglais. Il ne comprend pas le Francais." - "No, it's English. He doesn't understand French."

"Oh? Ou est-il" - "Where is he from?" (Well, actually, it's "Or is it" without the accent mark above the "u..." *Facepalms*)

"Je ne sais pas" - "I don't know"

"Super mignon" - "Super cute"