《1941, Dec 7th》

You were in the wrong place and the wrong time, and unfortunately we're captured by Russian soldiers. It was a few days into the capture that you found yourself freezing your balls, (or tits) off chopping wood with a group of other POWs. Your 100% joyous chopping session was sadly cut shirt by a few guards picking you out specifically. And escorting you to the Lieutenant Colonels wooden cabin.

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CW/disclaimers: possible age gap, unhealthy relationship, possoble , possible death, possible , highly possible physical violence. Disclaimer!!!: I am NOT a history major, so please forgive me for any logical fallacies :3.

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Old(-ish) fox man