Chapter 1 - Dear Leader


 Amestris was supposed to be at peace now. 

 Wherever one went through the streets the larger-than-life statues and propaganda posters of the great new Führer, Envy, were there to meet them. 

 Some people questioned at first what was happening, wondering why an adolescent might be taking over and how the military was okay with this. Their answer was invariably a quick arrest followed by public torture. Family members would have to watch as they were beaten and humiliated and made to submit before the new Führer. It was not enough to accept him, worship and gratitude was necessary for bestowing peace upon them. 

 The women often fared worse than the men, gangraped until they broke down and cried in pain and pleasure, coming for hours before their children and husbands. Those among the viewers that wanted to participate could do so, so long as they were willing to prostrate themselves before the Great Leader and give thanks to him.

 The hostility towards the new ruler soon turned to hostility against each other as citizens were rewarded for turning in their neighbors and bringing treason into the attention of the local authorities. It did not matter if there was no proof so long as they were willing to sign that they witnessed such events. If the proof failed to materialize after the torture of the accused, then the accuser could be taken and tortured in turn, spreading the joy of the new system to all.

 Hope that anybody would put an end to the insanity that took place stopped and a deepening fear that it was only going to get worse spread till the whole world seemed to come to a standstill. No one wanted to accidentally speak against the Führer, so they did not even want to leave their house. 

 It was under those conditions that the Program for Peace was declared, whereby it was recommended that every citizen sign up for extra work to help out the needs of the state. No one guessed at first what it could be, until instructions came that they were supposed to watch over one another to make sure nothing was amiss. Rather than spending their free time alone, citizens were assigned to other citizens as “guardians” to report any misbehavior, with the risk that any misdeeds committed by a person not properly monitored the guardians were then eligible to be punished for. 

 People finished work, then spent their free time watching others, only to return home to have their own assigned guardian watching their every move in turn. An entire society, always watched, always kept secure. 

 The worst criminals the Führer dealt with himself every evening publicly. The broadcast always made an example of some individual that was then thoroughly disposed of by Envy. They could be humiliated to the point of no return, tortured till they wept, or killed off in a most disgusting and painful manner. All that mattered was that those listening in were aware of the dangers of speaking against the Führer.

“I, Envy, will be taking care of all of you!” he told them, giggling darkly over the soundwaves. “So don’t worry, you incompetent fools. Your lives are worthless, but I’ll give them meaning. Together we’re going to shape Amestris not into a farm or a factory, but a music hall where the adoration of the people towards their ruler will always be felt.” 

 His promises were kept.

 There was not a street in any city, not a road in any countryside where a person wasn’t screaming in terror. In order to purify people of bad thoughts, devices were set up where they would be strapped in, in full view of everyone else, to suffer for hours without help. The devices had no long lasting effect on the body, so that people could be purified over, and over, and over again… 

 Rather than executing those that finally snapped and turned against the government, the authorities would take them and chain them up in public, leaving them to the mercy of their friends and neighbors, who were told that they could do whatever they wanted so long as the damages were not lethal. All the frustrations felt by those that quietly accepted the torture that were their lives came out against these singled out individuals, who were left out in the streets to be neglected till they finally died off. 

 Envy aws the most important thing in people’s life, until he became their life. They woke up and gave him thanks, bowed before and saluted every statue and propaganda poster, and only had him as a topic of discussion with their friends and family to praise the good work he was doing. 

 Great palaces for the Führer were being built all around Amestris, so he could visit and come in contact with the locals. And when he did, they would go to him with reverence, hoping and praying nothing would happen. 

 Though Envy always found something to dislike about all those that came before him. Beautiful youths that needed to be taught a lesson in humility by having their noses cut off. Athletes whose tendons were severed just enough so they would have to crawl after that. Charismatic speakers and lovely singers whose tongues needed to be cut. Talented artists whose eyes were removed and digits were severed.

 There was no end to the corrections the new Führer saw fit to help bring equality to his new society. “I am the only one you should look upon with love and admiration,” he said. “Never each other. You have to remember that.” 

 Children were split off from their families and moved to other administrative regions where they could never be found. In some cases, Envy would see the babe a couple presented him with and ordered them to dispose of it right in front of him, explaining he would impregnate the woman with a more fitting offspring instead. 

 It was under these conditions that the people of Amestris lived and under this knowledge that Edward and Winry attempted to put together a rebellion. 

 How could I be so stupid? Edward wondered.  

 For days now he had been imprisoned away from Winry, awaiting to see what Envy would do to them. As if it wasn’t enough that he was there to see those that joined the rebellion with them being blown to bits by the military, his captors brought a box to his cell that contained everything. 

 They had been tracking their movements from the very beginning. Ever since Envy absorbed the power of Truth, he knew about them… and let them go on anyway. 

 It should’ve made Edward happy to think that he got to spend these last few months with Winry, but the knowledge that they were tracked that entire time, that they were essentially observed as animals, filled him with a deep sense of inadequacy and humiliation. For the first time, he felt so hopeless that he wished he could die.

 When they finally came to take him, they stripped him of his clothes, put him in shackles, and brought him before the Führer. 

 Envy sat in his oversized throne, with a comical number of stairs leading up towards it, one leg thrown over the other and bouncing impatiently. He wore a Führer’s uniform now. Edward was deposited unceremoniously at the start of the dais. To either side of him were elite soldiers, extending all the way to the back of the gigantic hall. 

 Envy clapped in a loud, but slow and ironic manner. “Finally, my favorite citizen has arrived.”

 Edward knew about the disgusting type of things that were being done and took the opportunity to speak before his tongue was cut off. “You’re a bastard! A bastard!”

 Even with all this power, he could still see Envy seething. “YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH!” he snapped. “Lest I do to you, what… Oh, come to think of it, how did you like your toilet?” Envy grinned.

“What?...” 

“The toilet in your cell. I know you used it. So, did you like it? Did you like to sit on your brother?”

 Edward thought about the implication being made. He had lost contact with Alphonse over two months ago, but that was the point, he had instructed his little brother to go away… And there was nothing in that box about him! “No…” he muttered in disbelief, a grimace spreading across his face.

 Envy’s triumphant grin got that much bigger. “Yes! YES! I thought of making him into a sword or a gun, but a toilet seemed far more fitting. Don’t worry, I won’t let it rust after you’re gone. I think there must be some poor quarters somewhere that need a new toilet.” 

 Edward could only stare at Envy, lips trembling, his rage so overwhelming that he couldn't even move. Alphonse… No, that couldn't have been him… He wouldn’t do that… Alphonse never hurt him!

“Well, I see you’re not very chatty,” said Envy with disappointment. “Bring her in!” 

 The great doors at the end of the hall opened again. Looking back, Edward could see Winry being brought forward between two guards. As soon as she saw him her face lit up despite the terror in her eyes. “Edward!” 

“Don’t let them touch her,” said Envy, rising from the throne. He came down the steps slowly, keeping eye contact with Edward the entire time. “You haven’t been taking good care of your girlfriend lately, have you?”

 Seeing Envy just inches away made something snap inside of him. Though he was in chains and forced to kneel, Edward couldn't contain his rage. “You bastard! Don’t you dare touch her…”

“It is my duty as Führer to take care of all my citizens, even those that dare to go against me…” Grinning, Envy slithered up to Winry. Palefaced, she lowered her gaze to avoid making eye contact; but he snatched her by the chin and forced her to look into his eyes. “Is this how you treat your glorious leader?!”

 His voice was loud enough that it made her tremble. “Please…” she said weakly. 

“Don’t worry, don’t worry,” said Envy, “I’m not going to make things worse.” He put a hand on her head and pet her gently. “You must miss your home so much. Resembool. But you won’t be seeing it ever again, will you? It’s all burned away now. Nothing but ashes.”

 Edward knew that already. When the news had come to him he couldn't believe it, though he had been happy he had sent Alphonse away. Until…

“No!...” said Winry, pushing Envy away. “No.” 

“What, you didn’t know? Surely Edward must’ve told you?” He cackled darkly. “He’s known for a long time, Winry. Weeks now.” 

 Aghast, Winry turned on him suddenly. “Ed…” There was pain in her voice. Disappointment.

 Seeing the tears in her eyes, Edward could only gulp. “I’m sorry. I wanted to protect you. To spare you were ready. But then…”

 Envy grabbed Winry by the ass and pressed his lips against her cheek, shushing her. “Don’t worry about all that. Truth be told, it wouldn’t make a difference if it were still standing. There’s no way you two are going back there. Your Führer needs your services. Especially yours, Winry.” 

 Envy snapped his fingers and then two of the guards grabbed Winry by the arms. Tears in her eyes, she struggled to set herself free. “Let go of me!” she cried. A third came and began to rip her clothes apart slowly.

 Edward shivered as he felt the bits of fabric getting ripped. I need to help her, he thought, every instinct in his body telling him to act. But the chains made it impossible to do anything. “Let her go…” he said quietly. “Let her go!” he yelled, making sure Envy could hear him. 

 The guards weren’t stopping. Winry began to cry, her sobs ringing out throughout the throne room. “Lheeet m-m-mee ghoohoohooo~”

 Gritting his teeth, Edward tried to think. “Let her go! PLEASE!” he shrieked. “I’ll do whatever you want, Envy, whatever you want. I’ll serve you. I’ll stay on my knees like this forever. Just let her go.” 

 Envy raised an arm to pause the action of the guard. His look in the Führer’s uniform made his appearance absurd, especially with those smooth boyish cheeks. He padded closer and stood over Edward. “I must be your god. I demand complete loyalty.” 

“Yes…” How could he say these things? To this monster. But they had to be said. For Winry. To save Winry. If Alphonse was truly gone, then at least one of them had to get out. 

 Edward tried to find peace in her salvation and swallowed his pride. “I will worship you. I d-do…” he stammered, a vein ready to burst along his temple. “I never have to see Winry again, just please… Please let her go, sir… You are so much better than I am. So much stronger. I will be honored… honored to serve you...” 

“I made you shit in your brother.” Envy giggled with delight. “Are you sure?”

 No, don’t think about that now! “Yes, sir. I’m sure.” 

 Envy clicked his tongue, looking unsatisfied. Hands behind his back, he sighed theatrically. “But then, who’s going to suck my cock?”

 He turned on his heels and renewed the order. Winry shrieked as they finished getting her naked. Heart pounding, Edward froze. He had tried. He made the offer. But then…

 He truly doesn’t care, he realized. It had been easy to get under Envy’s skin before, but he was far too powerful now. Words no longer got to him as they used to then. 

 Envy approached Winry and felt up her tits as his guards held her. “Well, these are quite nice…” 

 She mewled in pain, unable to find the courage to even open her eyes and come to terms with what was happening to her. I’m so sorry, Winry. I can’t protect you. This bastard... 

 Envy twisted one of her nipples hard. She howled in pain, but he only did it harder. “That’s right, that’s right! Show some spirit!” 

“TO HELL WITH YOU!” she yelled in his face. “Curse you to hell!” 

 Face darkening, Envy slapped her. “That’s no way to talk to your Führer, you bitch.” He moved his fingers through her golden locks, admiring them, then locked on them and pulled her savagely out of the grip of the guards, casting her down on all fours before Edward. 

 Edward and Winry exchanged a look of terror in the half a second before Envy was on top of her. “And now… I’m going to pleasure you properly, Winry. You’re too pretty to get rid of so quickly.” 

 Like the ultimate cuck, Edward sat and watched with a grief-stricken look as the girl he loved was getting positioned by Envy into a fucking position. She fought him, trying to get him off, but there was no way for her to compete with his strength. At most he was only toying to make her believe there was any way she could escape… and then, when he got bored, he spanked her ass and spread it wide, grinding his thick veiny dick along her asscrack.  

“Stooohhphh!~” Winry bawled. “Get off of meee!~” 

“Edward, tell her to comply,” said Envy with a smirk. To emphasize his point, he grabbed Winry by the neck and choked her. “Tell her, or I’ll break her neck first and then fuck her corpse and let it rot before your eyes until you become intimately acquainted with the shape of every bone of her skeleton.” 

 I can’t… thought Edward. The sight of Envy with Winry was enough to make him rage, but the impotence of it all turned that all into shame. He did not want to be there. Or even exist. 

 Failing to breathe, Winry croaked and rolled her eyes back. “Stop!” 

 Edward begged, tears streaming down his eyes. “Winry, please! Please do as he tells you! Please…” 

 Envy let her go and massaged her breasts tenderly as he whispered in her ear, sucking on her earlobe. “Did you hear that? It’s time to submit.” 

 Winry was still shaking, though this time she no longer tried to get away. But she could also no longer look in Edward’s direction. I failed her, he thought, heartbroken. I should’ve told her about everything. Alphonse, I failed you too. Everyone…

 Envy plunged his dick into her hard enough that she yelped and fell forwards. Her whole body was trembling, the back arching wildly. Cool and collected, Envy grabbed her hair again and lifted her up as if she were a pet on a leash, pumping her sweet little pussy from behind as her tits swung away from her body and then slapped back against her ribcage. 

 Winry grunted angrily and Edward could tell that this was no ordinary sex. He is fucking her harder than she’s used to. He certainly had never used Winry in such a way and this wasn’t something she was built to withstand. 

 Envy noticed too and grinned. “What?” he asked. “Am I taking it too easy on you?” He slammed into her again from behind with all his superhuman might, breaking into her hard enough to get her shrieking. There was enough force behind the thrusts that Winry tried to crawl away, but Envy grabbed her by the waist and held her in place, demolishing her pussy doggystyle. 

“Stop…” she whispered weakly, tears glimmering as they came to dangle from her open mouth. “Please…”

 Envy’s hands were clenched around her waist so she couldn't move an inch, his powerful body dicking her with such power and haste that her ass cheeks clapped constantly. “You’re so fucking tight. Ahhh, you’ll be really useful to me, Winry. There’s so many guards here that need to get some rest and relaxation sometimes. I’ll give you to them as a reward for my upcoming one year anniversary as Führer. 

 There’s no way he can be serious about that, Edward wanted to think. But why wouldn’t he be? He was pounding Winry right before his eyes. The tiny pussy of the innocent girl he loved and hoped to marry and start a family with was painfully stretched and remolded by Envy’s big cock.

 As if sensing his thoughts, Envy tore his gaze away from Winry and looked at him. “Edward, I have to thank you. You’re small enough that you can tell barely tell you’ve had sex with her. She’s as good as a virgin. Fuck, she’s so nice!” 

 He expressed his enthusiasm by putting his arms around her chest and pistoning her so hard from below that every curve of Winry’s body quivered from the shockwaves delivered by his thrusts. Timing his cock with each word, he declared: “What! A! Good! Little! Whore!” 

 Something was going on with Winry as well. Before this she had fought him off and wept, but now she looked to be ready to pass out. Her whole body was dripping with sweat, her luscious breasts gleaming in the light of the hall as Envy kneaded them greedily and passed their soft flesh between his rough fingers. Her whole face was getting red, her wet mouth open…

 Envy licked his lips. “Oh, Edward, I think your girl is starting to really enjoy yourself. Isn’t that right, Winry?”

“Haaa~...” she cooed helplessly, her face looking pained and confused. “Oh my God, it’s so big… It’s so deep…” 

 Envy flicked her nipples. “Tell him how good it feels. Tell him.” 

 Edward looked away. No… Winry wouldn’t. She can’t! “Ed…” he could hear her moaning sluttily, words dripping out of her wet and hot like the juices from her pussy. “It feels good… I’m sorry… Ed… I love you…” 

 Envy laughed so loudly that Edward jumped. “You hear that!? You hear that?! She loves you, man! She loves you! Ah, it’s time to destroy this blonde whore!” 

 Upon hearing the words, Edward couldn't help himself from watching. He knew he should’ve kept his gaze away, he knew how shameful it was… but he wanted to see. 

 He wanted to watch them fuck.

 Envy grabbed Winry by the wrists and pounded her from behind again, though this time there was no more resistance. Her eyes and mouth were wide open, drool trickling from the side of her lips. The fire in her eyes got stronger and stronger with each one of Envy’s thrusts, till her eyes suddenly rolled back with arousal. She howled in pleasure followed by the light coos of a little girl…

… and then she was smiling. 

 An ecstatic face of pure joy. “Don’t stop!…” she begged him. “Don’t stop…” 

 Edward listened to her, hearing the lifeless tone in her voice. Envy had fucked her hard enough to take her wits away so that now there was only a slut left, a cumdumpster that was past the point of worrying about humiliation and hurt feelings that just wanted to be taken by a strong man and his big dick.

“Fuck me!” Winry demanded.

 She herself wasn’t aware of how close she was because it only took a few more powerful thrusts from Envy till she shrieked at the top of her lungs, her whole body contorting and crumpling from the power of the orgasm that went through her as he went on tearing her up ferociously. He took her wrists in one hand and smacked her ass, leaving the mark of his hands over her butt. “That’s what I want to see!” 

 As she rode out her orgasm, Edward realized that he had never seen envy this panicked and afraid at any point in her life. She was in pleasure, and there was a twisted smile on her face, but he could see the fear in her eyes too. Winry… I love you Winry… 

“Edward…” still cooing in pleasure, she bit her lip. “I’m sorry…” 

 Envy pulled out and then brought his dripping dick to her mouth. “Why are you talking to him, huh? Did I tell you to?” He grabbed her by the hair and stuffed her mouth with the thick shaft. “Now you can talk to him. Tell him. Tell him you love him.” 

 Edward could see her neck moving as she attempted to speak, but her lips were stretched near the tearing point just attempting to keep that thing in. Blinking stupidly, Winry gave up on whatever she wanted to say and looked up towards Envy like a good slave.

 Realizing his dick had the intended effect, he slapped her face. “Good slut. Now suck.” 

 The thing was so big that Winry struggled to hold it in her mouth, let alone suck it. Edward guessed that Envy must have been four times bigger than him at least. This isn’t normal… A girl can’t take something like this…

 But despite the tears in Winry’s eyes, she did not seem too panicked. Envy kept bringing her up until the throbbing head of his dick moved past the back of her mouth and traveled down her throat, stretching out her neck like a cocksleeve. 

 Edward could only imagine the tightness because even Envy threw his head back and giggled in pleasure. “Damn…” 

 He slowly loosened her up until he could facefuck her in earnest. As the tears rolled down her cheeks, Envy started fucking her mouth and throat, making her stare into his eyes as he degraded her. “Aren’t you glad Resembool is gone? Now nobody has to know about this.” 

 He enjoyed stretching out her throat at his leisure in the dead silence of the hall, the dull wet sounds of her struggling to deal with the size of the cock echoing and bouncing off the marble walls. Edward listened to them and tried to think of home. Of Alphonse. Of Winry before all this. 

 He pictured everyone back together again, having a picnic in the verdant green field and looking at the bright blue sky…

“I love you…” whispered Winry, and took his hand.

… but when he opened his eyes, Envy was lying facedown on the ground next to him, looking almost sleepy. His ass was up and Winry was on top of him, massaging her breasts into his back as she stroked his cock, tongue buried deep into his ass.

“Yeah…” said Envy lightly. “You’re not bad at this at all.” 

 Edward waited to see what Winry would say. 

 Nothing. She said nothing. 

 Instead, he could hear the wet clicks of her tongue as she explored his ass and pleasured him. 

 Envy reached back and moved his hand through her rich blonde hair. “You sure love your Führer, don’t you?” 

 Winry just went on eating his asshole. 
 But Edward was sure he could see a smile pass over her lips, however small...
