Okay, faaar longer chapter this time. But as I said that takes a bit longer.
Sorry if this story bores you… but it's my little perverted fantasy and it's not yet over ;) Hiccup still needs to make it through the night without going insane, for example…
And hahah… Yes, I forgot about the arm. Ah, it was an unimportant detail I added on a whim anyway… Edited it out by now… xD
There are three of them. No, that's not true. There are more than three, or there were more, at least. But when Hiccup gets led away from the plaza, only three of Draga's cultists accompany him. Maybe they drew straws.
Awkwardly, Hiccup stumbles along as the girls push and pull him onward. His cock is still rockhard from almost coming and the heat in his groins keeps flaring higher and higher. He yanks at his chains, tries to reach his pulsing prick with his hands, but it's impossible.
The girls laugh at his efforts, not shy of touching him themselves. He gasps whenever they grab his cock, squeeze his rear, or massage his balls for a moment. They giggle and joke, but never touch him long enough.
When they reach one of the barracks, one, a brunette, fumbles with some keys, while the other two, a blonde and a black-haired girl, stay at his side, their firm breasts pressing and rubbing against his arms.
"Too bad we can't have him right now," the blonde whines, her hand sliding down his stomach. "I mean, just look at him, so hard and needy." She shifts to his front, rubbing her whole body against him, her clit against his thigh and her thigh against his crotch. Her arms are around his neck for stabilization and in her eyes burns the same fire Hiccup feels, too. He eagerly moves with her, seeking friction and relief while her urgent moans ring in his ears.
"Stop that, Farina!" the brunette scolds and pulls a pouting Farina back.
Hiccup whines at the loss, stumbles after her, but gets pulled back by the chains around his wrists.
"You'll get your time. We all will. But first he needs to fulfill another task, remember? Lady Draga would be furious if we disobeyed her."
"Alright," Farina grumbles. "But I'll have him first when he's done. Promise me I can have him first, Lisa."
"Fine," the brunette, Lisa, snorts. "But in with him now. He looks like he needs to let off some steam."
Hiccup only listens to their conversation with half an ear. He can't concentrate on much except that he needs to cum. This Terror cum is driving him insane. He and Astrid already experimented with lighter aphrodisiacs, but this is so much more potent. How long has it been since the last time he came? Ten minutes? Fifteen? Not that long, but he already can't think straight anymore. Hel, he even can't see straight anymore! Everything seems to be tinted in red, the edges of his vision darkening.
He barely registers how the girls lead him into the barrack and into a small room. It could be a cell or even some kind of horse stall with the floor covered in straw. There even is some wooden horse-like construction, a box with four wooden legs. And tied to it is a woman.
Hiccup can't see much of her, only her bare rear pointing toward him while her top half is hidden from his view by wooden blinds. He whimpers as he sees both her holes invitingly pointing in his direction.
Farina, the blonde, pushes past him toward the tightly bound woman and crouches down at her side. "Oh, look at her," she coos. "Already waiting for you." She lifts her hand to part the light pubic hair and frowns. "Or maybe not. You'll hurt her dry as she is. Wait for a second, let me prepare her."
With clouded eyes, Hiccup watches as Farina brings her mouth to that woman's sex. She licks her slit slowly, head turned so he has a good view of what she does. He can hear the woman's low moaning, muffled as if she's gagged in some way.
Farina seems to enjoy herself greatly, licking and lapping and that captured woman's slit and clit until her arousal is visible, glistening, and dripping out of her. Then she gets up again and steps aside.
"She's all yours now," she says, beaming and beckoning Hiccup forward.
Her lewd display has only served to arouse him further and he doesn't hesitate for even a second. He steps closer and, with Farina's help, pushes into the woman's pussy.
"Oh, Gods, yes," he growls as wet heat surrounds him. He pulls out to slam back in immediately, not caring about anything anymore except finally finding release. He only lasts half a dozen thrusts until he cums inside her soft body, growling, and shouting.
He expects to be dragged away but when that doesn't happen, he continues thrusting into this welcoming body, his cock still so hard it hurts. He can hear the woman's muffled crying and sobbing, and at least tries to soften his strokes, to roll his hips to let her feel pleasure as well. She is, after all, just as much of a prisoner as he is.
"Oh, look what a gentleman he is," the black-haired girl snarls sarcastically. "Gentle raping, I can hardly believe it."
"Yes, isn't he fantastic?" Farina squeals. Then she crawls between his legs and licks the captured woman's clit.
Hiccup's head is dizzy with arousal and the need to cum again, but he fights it to at least let his victim find relief as well. When she finally spasms and clenches around his length, he follows suit, satisfied to at least have accomplished this much.
"Nice one, dragon boy," the brunette, Lisa, states dryly. "But that should be enough for now." She pulls him back, away from the warm body and out of the small cell. Then she ties his hands on his back to a metal ring on the wall, tightly so he can't move or turn the slightest bit. "Now, you'll wait while we prepare the next one." She gives his cock a few caressing strokes, smirks, and then leaves him standing.
Hiccup doesn't know how long he's standing there. Time goes by slowly while the fire in his groins keeps raging on, filling his cock and dripping out in thick drops of precum. He sees nothing but the empty corridor he's in with several doors leading to other rooms. He can hear the girls giggling and joking, but not what they say. From the other noises he can hear, he guesses that they unbound the poor woman he just raped, which is something at least. Then they leave the room and walk over to the next.
"Weren't we supposed to get her back to the others?" the black-haired girl asks, but Lisa shakes her head.
"We'll take her with us later, both of them. Come along, the next is a feisty one."
Hiccup swallows, his body straining toward the girls as they pass him. Farina throws him a bright smile, then dances toward him, her hand on his cock directly.
"Sorry you have to wait here," she chirps while pumping his aching length. She stretches to nibble at his lower lip and although he doesn't want her to kiss him, he doesn't fight her either.
"Please," he whispers instead. "Help me."
Her smile turns angelic. "Oh, I will help you. I'll help you through this night, as long as they let me. We'll have so much fun, you and I."
With these words, she turns and leaves Hiccup standing once again. He gazes after her, not sure what he has expected. That she would help getting him off now, before the fire consumed him? Or that she even would help and free him?
Hiccup sobs as the hopelessness of the situation fully hits him. He's captured by a madwoman and her cult. Toothless and Astrid, the two people he always had relied upon when it came to getting him out of a bad situation, are just as powerless as he was. And he has no idea where his other friends are, whether they are still alive at all.
And the fact that this cursed Terror cum robs him of his ability to think straight doesn't help either.
Gods, he needs to cum already again. It hurts! How much longer will this go on? Hiccup catches himself hoping their preparations might be over soon so he can get on with the next. Gods, what is happening to him? Looking forward to rape yet another woman?
But he can't help it, the need grows further and further while he stands and waits for his capturers' return. He tries to bend over, to rub his cock against his legs to get at least some relief but to no avail.
By the time the door to the other room opens again, he's crazy with need, rutting into the thin air. Seeing the black-haired girl coming toward him with that menacing sneer doesn't change how grateful he feels for her. Finally, is all he can think.
While she loosens his chains, she rubs her body against him deliberately and the touches sting on his hypersensitive body.
"Please," he gasps weakly. "Hurry…"
The girl laughs harshly. "So eager, huh? Lucky for you, I'm already done or I would have dragged it out as long as possible." She yanks at his chains and drags him after her. He has no choice but to stumble backward after her, concentrating on not losing his balance.
Once inside, the room hardly looks different from the one before, except that this woman's sex is covered by black curls instead of blonde ones. Hiccup stumbles forward, toward the warm and waiting body but gets held back by his chains.
"She's not wet enough yet," a voice – Lisa's? – penetrates his clouded mind. "I thought you'd like to watch again. Mona, would you?"
The black-haired Mona snorts. "What, lick that slut's pussy? Surely not. Not after the fight she just delivered. She scratched my arm! Let him take her dry as she is, that'll teach her a lesson."
Lisa hesitates and then shrugs. "Alright. Go on then, dragon boy. Your turn again."
Hiccup wants to hold back. He doesn't want to hurt that woman by fucking her dry core. But he just can't. Groaning as his cock rubs against her pert ass, he gladly lets Mona guide him in place before burying himself in the waiting body.
It stings, the lack of any lubricant tearing at his skin just as much as on that woman's. He hears her muffled pained cry and mentally apologizes before pulling back and trusting in again. Again, it doesn't take long until he cums the first time and simply goes on from there, glad that his own cum makes fucking her easier now. He keeps going until he cums again, but fighting not to show it so they let him further fuck this woman. He has no idea what they have in store for him next and wants to get as much relief as possible. He hears the woman cry, but whether in lust or pain he doesn't know. But with the resistance this woman must have shown them, he doubts they will let her cum anyway, so he doesn't bother with that either. He just tries to get it over with as quickly as possible.
When he cums a third time inside this woman, he can't hide the groan of relief and, as expected, gets pulled away soon after.
"Good boy," Lisa praises him. "Now business is checked off, we can turn to the more pleasurable part."
In some corner, a happy squeal sounds, Farina, he guesses, but by now, Hiccup barely cares anymore. These madwomen have him literally by his balls. He has no chance to fight them until the Terror cum's effect lessens and so far, it doesn't feel like it ever will.
Throwing another mental apology toward the captures woman, Hiccup follows Farina out of the room and lets her bind him to that metal ring again.
"Don't worry, dragon boy," she says, beaming. "We'll back soon. We just need to get those woman ready and bring them back to their cells, then we can have real fun."
Hiccup grimaces, accepting that he has no choice but to do what they say right now. He waits, staring at the ground in shame over what he just did, until Lisa returns and unfastens his chains.
"Alright, let's drop these at the prison before we're getting more comfortable," she says, all businesslike. "Come on." She tugs at his chains and he follows.
Beside him, Farina and Mona drag alone the two women he just raped and he doesn't dare to look up at them at first. He can feel their stares on him, though, and decides they at least deserve some form of apology.
He lifts his head – and whimpers in shame as he recognized them.
Ruffnut and Heather.
A sincere apology to all Lisas, Farinas, and Monas out there. I just needed names ;)