What, only almost? I'm disappointed... Or is that meant as a challenge? xD
And thanks for the idea with Astrid's POV. This and the next will be about her. And we jump a little back in time...
~ Astrid's POV ~
Astrid doesn't know how to feel.
Getting raped by those men in her cell has been bad.
Getting raped out here while they made Hiccup watch has been worse.
Getting raped by Toothless though? That's horrible!
Yes, it hurts, but not as much as she's thought it would. Far worse is that… that… It is so… so… humiliating!
Getting used by an animal like this, being little more than a receptacle for its pleasure... Feeling his enormous cock moving inside her, feeling him filling her with his cum, filling her until she is full and can't hold it in anymore.
Feeling this hot liquid warm her from the inside.
Feeling his cock stretching her open in ways that… that… No!
No, it doesn't, it can't! It can't feel good! It's… It's not meant to feel good!
Is it…?
She cries more out of reflex then pain by now, taking every one of Toothless' deep thrusts. This can't feel good. She doesn't want it to feel good! It's… it's wrong!
Somewhere along the edges of her dazed mind, she hears Hiccup howl. What are they doing to him? She gathers her strength to lift her head, to look at him even though she doesn't want to see him suffering.
And doesn't have to. Hiccup is not in pain. This madwoman and her minions aren't torturing him.
He's aroused!
Astrid sees him, sees his dazes eyes glued to her beaten body. She sees his face, tight with need as she has seen him multiple times before. He's moving, quickly rutting his hips in her direction, his cock jutting between his legs at a sharp angle.
She sees Draga touching him – and wants to scratch her eyes out for that!
Astrid doesn't want to see it. She doesn't want to see Hiccup with another woman. Dropping her head, she lets her tears run freely as Toothless pauses in his movements. It's.. weird… She almost misses his thrusts.
She still tries to fight this sensation, when she hears Hiccup again. A very distinct roar, one she's heard many times already. When they were in bed together!
He enjoys this. He does! He just came, she knows it.
"Head up, dragon slut!" a deep voice sounds from her side. Cruel hands jerk at her braid, pull her head up. Then those hands are on her breasts, squeezing tightly until it hurts. "Gods, what would I give to be in that dragon's place," the man growls, presses his dirty mouth to hers in a brutal kiss and then retreats, laughing raucously.
She can't look away from Hiccup anymore. And part of her doesn't want to anyway. He looks beautiful. His face is like a painting of lust and pleasure as the Terror rims him. Gods, what would I give to be in that dragon's place…
Behind her, Toothless begins to move again, but this time, Astrid doesn't fight it. She relaxes further, welcomes the thick cock inside her. She moves as best she can to take him deeper, deeper. All Gods above, it does feel good!
A wanton moan tears itself out of her throat and she doesn't bother to fight it anymore.
There's no point in fighting anyway. She is at their captors' mercy, utterly and completely. They can do whatever they want to her.
There is no way to defy them. All Astrid can do is enjoying it!
This might seem weird to some of you... But if you don't leave any comments, we authors think you're not interested in the story anymore. We are attention whores, always hungry for the next kick ;)