France because he's been around the block so many times (and up and down every unmarked alley too) that he'd be all suavely nonchalant about it; like oh, alright, of course big brother will indulge your little whims~

But it just keeps going, and going, and I want to witness the slow shattering of France's smug veneer as it gradually dawns upon him that he may have miscalculated the extent of the other party's taste for sadism and no matter how many times he's practiced this very kink over the centuries this particular time is going far beyond the limits he didn't even think he had, and his balls are getting bluer than the left side of his flag, and

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