“Awww… this one looks cute,” you sigh as you look at the picture you found online. The girl in the illustration was sitting in a corner. Her eyes were wide and her cheeks a bright pink above the white rag tied around her mouth. She was only in a pink bra and matching panties, her hands tied behind her back and her legs tied together tightly. A shadow in the shape of another person loomed over her. You never understood why the girls in these pictures always looked so scared – you envied those lovely ladies with a burning passion.
Having lived in a very secure environment most of your life, you longed for that kind of excitement since you had reached adolescence. You were around (age) now and living a very sound life. You were part of an elite team known as the Axis Forces along with three others – Italy, Japan, and Germany, your captain. Italy was a very cheerful man, capable of brightening any day no matter how cloudy. However he was the weakest member of the group. Japan was a very silent, aloof kind of person. You never really knew what he was thinking most of the time, but he was a very skilled fighter.
Finally, there was your captain… Germany. Even the mere mention of his name sent shivers down your spine. You have been crazy about that man since you joined the team from his blonde hair that was always slicked back to his icy blue eyes, muscular body, and just how amazing he looked in his green uniform. His authority over the group made you yearn for him even more. It was probably not a good thing to have feelings for you captain, but you couldn’t help it. Everything about him just made you go wild.
Unfortunately you weren’t usually the forward one – your sheltered upbringing didn’t come with dating advice. In fact, your parents pretty much always told you to stay away from boys and avoided the subject of the birds and the bees like the plague. Whenever you did ask, they just changed the subject as best as they could. Obviously this didn’t lessen your curiosity of it. It only grew once you discovered the internet and through that found another rather lewd subject that you were fascinatingly drawn to – kidnapping and bondage. Needless to say you didn’t let anyone on about your secret love for the subjects, usually only looking it up when you knew you’d be alone.
The night continues to pass on by as you suddenly notice the little clock in the corner of your computer screen: 2:00 in the morning. You had to be up by 7 for training. Quickly you shut down your laptop and put it away. Still, you had one other thing to do before turning in as you reach into your bedpost…
“_________!” Germany was at his wits end, “_________, I know you’re home! Open up already!”
It was already 9 o’clock in the morning – two hours after training was supposed to start. However, one of the troops failed to show – a girl named _________. Normally she wouldn’t be late, but today she hadn’t shown up in two hours. Germany went right to the woman’s home to see if she was still there. Growing tired of waiting for her, he finally opened the door himself – he has a key to her house just in case of emergencies.
“_________! Where are you!?” Germany called. Once again, he received no answer. He continued to inspect the entire house until he finally came across the girl’s bedroom. Opening it, he found _________ fast asleep in the bed. Carefully, he approached her to inspect the situation. However, as he looked at the girl, something caught his senses – specifically, a faint but noticeable sweet scent. Kneeling down, he suddenly noticed a small white rag beneath the girl’s head. Carefully, he lifted the head, bringing the rag out from under it.
Finally, he suddenly recognized the scent… chloroform.
His curiosity growing, Germany slightly lifted the covers of the bed off the girl. Much more to his surprise he found that the girl’s wrists and ankles were bound together and her arms and legs tied up. Germany’s eyes grow wide, unsure of what to make of this.
“Nnn…” Germany watched as the girl’s eyes opened. She looked up at him with sleepy (color) eyes.
“AH!” you gasp, seeing Germany standing right next to your bed, “C-Captain! What are you doing here!?”
“I… came here to get you because you’re two hours late, but…” Germany said with wide eyes, “What’s all of this for?”
Confused at why he asked that, you look down, realizing you’re still in your bindings. You gasp as your face turns bright red. “C-CAPTAIN! I-I-I CAN EXPLAIN!”
“Who did this to you?”
“I… I did it myself,” you say quietly. Germany can only stare at you. “Captain… C-Can you promise not to tell anyone about this?”
“Of course, but…” Germany raised an eyebrow, “Why would you do this to yourself in the first place?”
“W-W-Well… I kinda, um…” your face was bright red as you tried to come up with an answer. Though at this point there was very little you could do – you’re caught, “I’ll tell you on the way to training.”
“That certainly could’ve gone better…”
You were walking home from another hard day of training. Germany made you stay for several hours running laps for being late. Your legs felt like spaghetti by the end of it. At least he didn’t bring up what he saw this morning. You still felt deathly embarrassed by your captain of all people finding out your secret passion. Still, you expected him to be far harsher than he was today after that. You just look at the sidewalk sadly as you made your way home. Thankfully it didn’t take long for you to get home usually. The street you were walking by was a little ways outside of town – it was a small shortcut to your house and as far as you knew you were the only other person that took this path.
You didn’t even think twice at the car parked on the side of the road.
As you passed the car, before you could react you feel something grab you and hold you. “Wha- WHAT ARE Y-“ Your speech was cut off by the feeling of a soaked rag covering your mouth and nose. “MMMF! MMMFFFF! MMm… mmmmfff… mmmm…” A sleepy feeling begins to overtake you as you breathe in the familiar sweet scent of chloroform. The flailing of your legs slows down to a stop and it didn’t take long for you to black out.
“Mmmm… hmmmmff?...” You awaken not too long later. You feel yourself tucked into someone’s bed comfortably. As you try to turn a bit, you find that you’re unable to move your arms and legs. Just barely managing to kick the covers off of you, you find that this is because your arms were bound behind your back and your legs were tightly tied together. Not only that, but whoever caught you and tied you up also removed your clothes – all you had on was a bra and panties. Immediately, your face turns bright red. “Mmmff!” Quickly, you realize a white rag was tied around your mouth as well.
“Oh, good, you’re awake,” a familiar voice speaks; “Now we can get started.” Your eyes widen in surprise as you see Germany enter the room.
“Yes, _________,” Germany walks over and undoes the cloth around you mouth.
“What’s going on??” you ask, “Why am I tied up like this?”
“Don’t you like it?” Germany asked, “Did I tie your wrists too tightly?”
“Wha- No! I…” your face turns bright red, “You… you did this? …”
“Yes,” Germany admitted, “I’m sorry, but ever since this morning…”
“Wait,” you interrupt him, “This is about this morning? … You mean when you found me-“
“Ever since I saw you bound like that this morning, I couldn’t get it out of my head,” Germany explained.
“You… liked it?” Your eyes grew wide in disbelief.
“Honestly… yes,” Germany answered, “Though I never thought someone like you would ever show interest in bondage and submission like that though.” You blush profusely in embarrassment. “I still promise to keep your interests secret from Japan and Italy, but… perhaps I can indulge you a bit?”
“I-Indulge???” Your heart was pounding in your ears as Germany shot you a seductive smirk. Slowly, you watched as your captain climbed on top of you, “C-Captain, what are you doing- MMPH!” before you could finish, Germany slammed his lips into yours. You can’t help yourself as your eyes roll back in your skull as you kiss back with equal passion, a shiver of pleasure going down your spine. Not before long, you feel his tongue press against your lower lip, asking to be let inside. You open your mouth and let your guest explore, dancing with your own tongue. ‘This has to be a dream,’ you think, ‘A REALLY good dream…’ You’re not sure how much time passes until the two of you part to breathe. A string of saliva connects you two. “Oh… oh captain…” you gasp.
“Oh, this is only the beginning, my dear…” Germany whispered in your ear.
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I like BSDM. Germany likes BSDM... We could secretly hold meetings about it! And no one will ever know...!
Please part 2 ? Can you write a part two a lemon possibly? With bondage.
That's uh kinda like deja vu from my life.... Don't tell anyone!!!!
Oh my Holy Roman Empire! This is absolutely wonderful!!! *Passes out from nosebleeds*
I'll call an ambulance because I don't think you'll be alright with that head injury.
Part 2!!!!~ omg! I hate it when it cuts off right at the good part! DX
I'm so annoyed at myself because I never ask this question. I never ask it because I hate being asked it myself.
It's just, you write so beautifully, I can't help but want more. ;A;
It's just, you write so beautifully, I can't help but want more. ;A;
*purrr* Will there possibly be a lemon Sequal or no?