Lars chuckled at the young boy. "oh my dear Peter, I'm afraid it doesn't work that way, technically since you lost the war to me you are now my property." The Dutch nation informed his captive. A fresh batch of tears fell from Sealand's eyes.\

"No! Please keep me prisoner! I'll do whatever you want! If it's money you want you can have it! Name your price I'm sure I can get my jerk Brother England to help me out!" Peter pleaded to Netherlands.

Netherlands let out an evil laugh. "If you're expecting your dear older brother to bail you out, I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you. Netherlands informed the young micro nation.

"A very reliable source has told me, that England's boss won't allow him to rescue you under no circumstances, seeing how it would be too much trouble." Said Netherlands with an evil smile on his face.

The Dutch nation took in the horrified look on Sealand's face with amusement at hearing his brother would not help him.

"Besides, even if your brother did try to rescue you I would not let him take you from me." Lars purred.

"Now my pet, it's time we begin your punishment." Netherlands informed his captive.

"W-what is it?" stammered Sealand, dreading whatever torture Netherlands would force him to endure.

"As of now, my dear Peter you are going to be my sex toy. From this day forth you exist only to satisfy me." Replied Lars.

Peter let out a horrified gasp upon hearing his fate.