Hiccup's disbelieving gaze wanders from Astrid to Draga and back again. Is she serious?
„You… you want me to have sex with her? Here and now?" he asks in a whisper. He takes in her battered body, the look of pain, fear and... and emptiness in Astrid's eye.
Does Draga really expect him to sleep with her like this? Gods, this woman is insane!
Not that he doesn't… He and Astrid are betrothed to get married. In fact, the wedding is planned for in three months. And it's not like he doesn't already know how she feels around his cock, so hot... wet... tight...
Said cock gives an interested twitch at the memory but Astrid's quiet sobbing prevents any further reaction.
„As I said, I need soldiers. A child from the two of you has potential. It might even become my general." Draga's smile is still in place but it looks menacing now. Sadistic even. She seems to greatly enjoy herself.
„You can't be serious!" Hiccup sputters. He looks back at Astrid, at the love of his life, hurt and violated beyond anything he can imagine. How can Draga even suggest something like that?
Well, obviously, he can't count on her empathy…
„Besides, it looks like your men already did a great job in filing her up."
Saying these words hurts. But showing any emotions won't help her, either. Playing cool and sarcastic is probably his only chance. Maybe he can convince Draga to keep Astrid out of this.
Or maybe not…
„Oh, don't worry. My men only did her ass. And her mouth, I guess. They know I have plans with the women in camp and won't dare to interfere."
Astrid whimpers and Hiccup shakes in rage and panic. Draga is serious. Deadly serious!
„Ah, but I see you'll need some further motivation," Draga continues and starts walking again. She snapped her fingers and the men holding their chains follow, dragging him and Astrid along.
Hiccup wants to ask how she feels but the question seems stupid. She's hurting, he can see it. He sees it in the way she walks, slow and carefully. And she's not looking at him anyway. He sees tears still streaming down her face and hopes they will get a quiet moment soon.
They walk silently for a while before they reach a wide open space between the buildings. Several constructions are build up here, wooden and metal, constructions he doesn't even want to know the purpose of! But he fears he will learn about it soon.
Draga makes a few curt motions toward two of the constructions and the men next to them react without hesitation.
Hiccup gets pulled toward a tall wooden beam with some sort of stem protruding from one side. Maybe to sit on it? The man opens one cuff at his back, but before Hiccup can react, the hand is caught in the ring of metal again, at his front this time. Then the chain between the cuffs gets tied to a sturdy looking rope that's attached to a roll on the top of the beam and Hiccup understands. Too late though.
His hands get yanked up over his head and he would have landed face-first against the beam if the man hadn't caught him. He shoves Hiccup around, his back against the wood, and ties him up thoroughly.
Hiccup finds himself in a highly uncomfortable position. His hands are pulled up high above his head and his shoulders begin to ache immediately. His uneven feet only barely reach the ground to support his own weight. The stem he's thought is for sitting on is now between his knees, effectively keeping his legs apart at an uncomfortable angle. At last, Draga's man chains his feet, both flesh and metal, to some loops on the ground to keep him from pulling them upward.
Hiccup doesn't like the position he's in, not at all! Testingly, he yanks at the robe and chains but they don't budge.
„What is this game?" he demands to know as Draga walks toward him, but the Queen just laughs quietly.
"A game you call it? Yes, I think that is appropriate. I, at least, am going to enjoy it greatly."
She steps closer and places her hand between his legs again, leisurely rubbing him.
"Last chance for you," she purrs. "Fuck me, right now, or everything that happens from now on will be your fault."
"Go fuck yourself!" Hiccup snarls. He means what he said earlier. He will rather die than help Draga with her crazy plan.
Draga, however, keeps smiling. "Oh, I will. And I will enjoy it greatly!"
Then she steps aside and Hiccup can look past her.
To where Astrid is tied up in another construction, and his throat turns dry.