To Protect One's Own 6

Hiccup wasn't sure how he felt when he finally stepped away from Viggo. He felt better, the pressure in his stomach and groin no longer all consuming, but he was also ashamed. This was a man who hunted dragons for profit, killed them and gutted them for their pelts – the skins made the very tent they were in. This was a man Hiccup should be fighting tooth and nail. He hated Viggo. He hated the way his body felt whenever the man touched him. He hated that demeaning grin that lifted the man's lips as his gaze roamed over Hiccup's lithe body. Most of all, Hiccup hated the way it excited him. It scared him.

"You look famished, my boy," Viggo twirled, as if they were lovers…Hiccup wasn't sure what they were but they certainly weren't lovers.

"I'm fine," the youth answered, trying to distance himself. He had agreed to stay two days but only because he had been desperate. Now that he was free he needed to make a break for it before Ryker showed up. He absently wondered if he could win a battle against Viggo if it came to a physical fight. He bent to grab his trousers.

"Drop them," Viggo ordered, his voice silk silky smooth but with command. "Attempt to dress and I'll chain you to this table, legs spread wide, and invite every one of my men to taste that lovely ass of yours."

Hiccup's face paled. "What?" he breathed in disbelief.

Viggo stood and strolled toward him. He traced one long finger over the boy's tense shoulders. "I'm not one for sharing, unless with Ryker, but I know a profit when I see it. You see I know all about how you put Dagur and his men in prison for three years. Many still hold a personal grudge with you. Do you have any idea how much the Berserkers will pay to have five minutes alone with you…each of them? How much cock can you take?"

"No…none…why are you doing this?"

"Because I can," Viggo purred. "I want you to understand exactly what your position is here. You are my personal toy for the next two days. You agreed to this and such a thing is binding. Break it and I will action you off. Don't get me wrong, Hiccup, I'm a fair man. The Berserkers will get you first, as is their right, then my men. You will be fucked by over one hundred men before nightfall if you disobey me in even the slightest." He paused to give Hiccup a chance to process this before continuing. "You will eat what I give you. Fuck when and what I tell you. You will do it all with a smile and a thank you."

"Like hell," Hiccup snapped, stepping back. His heart was racing and the urge to flee was all consuming. This was wrong. He should never have come here.

Viggo wasn't perturbed by Hiccup's out burst in the least. He studied the youth for a long time with the tiny mischievous smile of his. "Perhaps I'm being too harsh. Very well." He clasped his hands behind his back and turned away.

Hiccup watched him in sudden curiosity, not trusting the man in the least.

"How about we make this more interesting? You like games, don't you?"

"This isn't a game," Hiccup insisted, hugging himself. He should run…clothes be damn.

"Life is a game, Hiccup, you just don't understand the rules," Viggo purred. "Alright, I'm not going to threaten your friends or dragons this time. I'm not even going to threaten you…although I will admit watching your tight ass get buggered by every man on this island does hold a certain appeal. No, for the next two days you're going to get a crash course on sex…"

The boy gave a snort. "So what was that before…foreplay? No offense but you need to find yourself a partner."

"I'm auditioning one right now," Viggo retorted, not missing a beat. "Although it seems I may have been going about this the wrong way." He turned back to Hiccup and eyed him for a moment. "Every one has a breaking point, Hiccup, even you. Pain doesn't seem to be yours and pleasure…hm…"

"Yeah well pain is something I'm sort of used to," Hiccup grumbled, lifting his left leg to display his missing foot and prosthetic.

"Yes, but pleasure is not."

Hiccup made a face. He didn't like where this was going.

"That first time we focused on you, on what made you feel good before caring for our needs," Viggo mused, slowly pacing in front of Hiccup. "That's what brought you back, a cardinal need and childlike curiosity. Those were the keys. Youth doesn't respond the same to the hungers of a grown man." He nodded to himself as if suddenly finding the answers to the universe. With a grin he turned back to Hiccup. "So that's what we'll do."

Hiccup stepped back when the man approached him but he wasn't fast enough to avoid Viggo as the Hunter grabbed his arm and hauled him to the center of the large tent. "What are you doing?" he demanded as his arms were tied and the rope easily thrown over the rafter above his head.

"What made the first time so special was the fact you couldn't do anything. We mixed pain and pleasure but you were unable to fight, unable to see or hear. We're going to replicate that first time and go from there. You won't know who's touching or what is happening. All you'll be able to do is feel."

The boy tried to struggle but Viggo was fast and in moments had him secure and dangling from the rafter, the toes of his good foot barely touching the ground. Things were a little different this time. A long metal bar was placed between Hiccup's knees and strapped in place to keep his legs wide open. Small weights were attached to his nipples by painfully tight clamps. Hiccup feared the worse when Viggo groped at his limp cock, that something might be forced into it and something else that would make it impossible to cum even if he didn't really want to cum but Viggo left it alone, his interest more focused on blind folding him.

"You can't be seriously considering keeping me like this for two days," Hiccup tried to joke but there was a quiver a genuine fear in his voice as his vision was taken from him.

"It all depends on you," Viggo answered, his lips against the shell of one ear. "Now I'm going to give you something that's going to help relax you. In fact, it's going to make all of this so much easier, but I don't want you spitting it out. It has an odd taste but sales for a fortune on the market. And with you and your Nightfury here I'm sure to have a plentiful supply for the next few days…maybe longer."

"I you go near Toothless, I'll…" He couldn't finish. Viggo suddenly grabbed his hair, yanking his head back and mouth wide open to force a tube down it. Hiccup tried to shake his head free but it was no use.

"Swallow," Viggo advised as he pushed the tube down the boy's throat.

Hiccup fought and struggled until he could fight no longer. The tube scrapped the inner lining of his throat and seemed to go on forever before Viggo stopped and hung a pig skin bladder next to Hiccup's. Something sickly sweet wafted from the bag, a smell Hiccup could barely recall. Something dripped from it down the tube and into Hiccup.

"It's a feeding tube," Viggo explained with a sick smile. "You see dragons can be used for many things…every little piece of them. In Rome and Greece, even as far as India, dragon sperm is used as an aphrodisiac. It's equated to caviar only far more potent, especially if the beast is in rut, which, thankfully for us, is happening right at this moment. I figure you should have two bags finished by the time Ryker returns. By then you should be dripping with need."

Hiccup tried to shake his head free but Viggo tied the tube in place and opened a valve to increase the flow so that Hiccup had no choice but to swallow or drown. And as much as Hiccup would have preferred to drown at that moment his body's instinct for self preservation took over.

"What a lovely sight you make, Hiccup," Viggo cooed as he looked over his handy work. "Men and women would pay a fortune to fuck you. You have that perfect build; strong but not threatening, masculine with just the right amount of feminine that makes you fuck worthy. I truly wonderful how many cocks you can take." He stopped behind Hiccup and pressed his lips to one ear, his tongue running slowly over the shell. The fingers of his right hand danced over the boy's taunt stomach. "I'm almost tempted to auction you off like I said…almost. But I'm rather picky over who I share my toys with."

Pressing his lips to the back of Hiccup's head, he slowly kissed his way down Hiccup's back until he was kneeling directly in front of the perfect globes of the boy's lovely, if not bruised, ass. He kissed and nipped at it, enjoying the way Hiccup would jerk and try to pull away only to lose what little footing he had. With a chuckle, Viggo dipped his fingers into Hiccup's quivering hole, using his own cum from minutes earlier as lube.

"You see, Hiccup, you're under the impression sex has to mean something, that it can't just be for fun. You ask why I'm not married but I ask why should I? I enjoy sex, I like having lots of it, but only with those that I find worthy or challenging. Ask Heather." He grinned when the boy have a start. "Oh, yes. Heather and I had a wonderful time before her little departure. She wasn't nearly as high strung as you. She knew her place even if she was a spy." He flicked the bundle of nerves inside Hiccup, letting the youth feel a sudden pang of pleasure before slipped a third finger in. "Fun fact, she was all for anal. I suppose she didn't want to get pregnant from the enemy. So sad she had to leave us. The things I've could have done to the both of you." He worked his fingers slowly in and out of the youth. "With the two of you I could have taken the Berserkers from Dagur and controlled the Dragon Riders. I suppose I'll have settle for only you. Besides, you are a more worthy opponent." He twisted his fingers and focused solely on Hiccup prostate. The boy jerked and made a gurgling sound. "Easy, Hiccup. Swallow it all," he soothed, his whole hand now in the youth. He worked his hand in and out, stroking then stabbing at the little bundles of nerves making Hiccup jerk and pull at his binds and near choking himself on the feeding tube until he suddenly came, his spank littering the plush rug at his feet.

By then the first bag was empty and Viggo swapped it out for a new one.

"No more," Hiccup pleaded when Viggo forced his head back to insert the second tube. "Please, I'll do whatever you want."

"Then swallow. Ryker will be here soon and I want you good and ready for him."

The second tube went in much easier than the first and Hiccup immediately began swallowing as Viggo opened the valve wider this time. Viggo flicked the nipped weights then fondled Hiccup's half deflated cock. "This time you'll understand that pain and pleasure can go hand and hand and you'll crave them both. But don't worry. Tomorrow I have a special treat for you. One my men are preparing for us right as we speak." He sat back in his thrown and waited for his brother to return. The next part was all his.

It was a little over an hour before Ryker finally made it back, having been detained by the men for a few minutes over a task that should have been simple enough…how much trouble could one dragon be? It was as if they were new to the Hunters or some nonsense. He was grumbling by the time he made it to his brother's tent but his irritation and annoyance melted away when he saw his price dangling from the rafters, blind folded, gagged and just waiting to be played with. He strolled across the room, his breeches already tight and ready for another go at the boy.

"You're late," Viggo muttered from his thrown. His dark gaze met his older brother's.

"Men can't seem to tame one blasted dragon and making a fuss over it," Ryker answered, his gaze solely on the Haddock boy who appeared to be unconscious.

"Is it contained?" Viggo pressed, obviously not happy.

Ryker strolled over to the chest of toys he had left on a back shelf. "We won't be having anymore trouble with it."

The younger Grimborn gave a grunt. "I've heard that before."

That made Ryker stop and turn back to his brother with a low growl. This was not an argument to have in front of the boy. "Is there a problem?" he bit out.

Viggo had a tired look when he met Ryker's gaze. "Dagur and his Berserkers deserted us."

Ryker's eyes widened and he glanced back at Hiccup. "Should we…"

"He can't hear a thing. I put wax in his ears the moment Lars rushed in here." Sighing, Viggo got to his feet. He ran a hand down Hiccup's back, smiling softly as the boy stirred. "It's as if Dagur knew I had Hiccup and rebelled…but he didn't come to rescue his brother as he had his sister."

"He doesn't know," Ryker assured, watching Viggo carefully. There was no telling what his brother might do in such a mood. "Dagur is just moping about the girl. He'll be back."

"Perhaps," Viggo agreed. "Whatever the case my lust for this one has been spoiled for now. Would you kindly sensitize him? Perhaps then I'll enjoy him more if his writhing about in need."

"So like we agreed?"

"Hmm…yes. Make him crave please and pain equally."

A twist smirk lit Ryker's face. "Whatever you want."

Viggo ignored his brother as he caressed Hiccup's back and ribs, noting the lean muscle in his arms and legs. This boy held so much potential if only they could find a way to break him. He gently removed the wax from the boy's ears and put them aside for later. They had two days…two days before anyone began liking for him. It wasn't much time. Normally they had weeks or months to work with a potential consort or cabin boy but two days to break someone and twist them into their way of thinking…that was going to take a bit of finesse. Brushing his lips across Hiccup's warm cheek, he smiled. "Ryker's here, pet. Show him what a good boy you've been, eating all your breakfast and staying so nice and loose. For doing all that Ryker is going to make you have multiple orgasms without fucking you. Doesn't that sound lovely? It comes at a price though." He nodded to Ryker as he stepped back.

The first crack of the cat-o-nine tails was more for effect that anything else. Ryker snapped the short whip close to Hiccup's ear just to see the sudden fright an tension in the boy before lazily dragging it over the boy's back. "Losing a limb is one of the most intense pains anyone can experience and the body tends to developers a tolerance for it as time goes by so torturing you would be no fun unless…" He flicked the whip over the boy's pale freckled ass. "We bring you to a point you can't tell the difference between pain and pleasure." He whacked Hiccup's ass again, a little harder than before. "Better yet, teaching you the difference between good pain and bad pain." He rotated the whip in his hand and flicked it up so the leather tassels hit Hiccup's limp cock and balls. The boy cried out and began to struggle. "That was good pain, Haddock. You want me to hurt you there." He did it again, harder then brought it across the youth's ass again causing Hiccup to whimper as dark red lines formed over his rear. Ryker went back to lazily running the whip over Hiccup body. He muttered to himself as he rounded the youth and so his cock still limp.

"Tell me, Haddock, what is you deepest, darkest fantasy? What do you imagine happening to you while tied up like this in our mercy?" Ryker purred as he pulled the gage out of the boy's mouth.

Hiccup's voice was breathy when his mouth was suddenly free. "Rape," he whispered in answered, unable to stop himself from answering, the chemicals in the dragon cum he had been forced to ingest making it impossible to lie or turn disobey. Ryker would never cease to be impressed by the power dragons truly held. "Gangraped. Viggo said he'd auction me off."

"Maybe he will. Does that excite you?" Ryker dragged the whip over Hiccup's dick. "Does it frighten you?"

"Yes."

"Does it excite you?"

For a moment they boy was at war with himself as he struggled to not answer. What came out of his mouth next at both brothers giving each other toothy grins. "I'd rather be fucked by a dragon," the boy spit out with an almost beast like growl.

"You might just get your wish," Viggo mused from the side.

Ryker chuckled darkly. "Dragons have huge cocks, nearly three times the size of even the largest man. Are you sure you want something like that inside you?"

Hiccup bit his lips so hard in order to keep himself from answering that he broke skin, but that in itself was answer enough. Ryker ran his hand down the boy's chest and over his belly. "Then we've really got our work cut out for us."

The elder Grimborn was meticulous when it came to his work but it wasn't due to lust or the need to fuck. No one in their right mind wanted to be raped by a dozen men or so, whatever Viggo had planned for the youth, but to choose a dragon over a human was either a death wish or some sinful fantasy that Hiccup had been keeping secret…maybe even from himself. Whatever the case, Ryker was willing to help the kid out. He took his time, carefully whipping Hiccup in the most sensitive areas, his rear, thighs, dick and balls, his chest and underarms, alternating between playful, teasing slaps to hard, near bruising ones. But always, always careful not to leave a mark that would not fade within a day or two. When he bored of the whip he tossed it aside to replace with a paddle and then his bare hands. He no longer cared when Hiccup cried out or keened in pain. He shoved toys in the boy's ass, sometimes multiple ones to help stretch him. He rolled Hiccup's balls in one hand before giving them a near crushing squeeze and while it hurt there was no doubt the boy also got off on it. His cock twitched with each abuse, coming to life and dripping precum. That only became more evident when he yanked off the nipped clamps, freeing the tender nubs before twisted painfully. Hiccup screamed and bucked, trying to pull away but Ryker wrapped an arm around his waist and held him close as he continued twisting one. He dipped his head and took the other between his lips, biting hard at first before flicking it with his tongue and lathering it in his saliva.

"Oh Gods!" Hiccup whined, grinding against Ryker's leg at the sudden new sensation. "Uh…" he could feel Ryker chuckled again his chest and it went straight to his groin. Those rough touches turned gentle, sensual and Hiccup couldn't help himself. A desperate need filled him. He needed to be touched, to be fondled and suckled. His cock grew impossibly hard and he rutted against Ryker's muscular leg. "Please…Ryker, please…" he begged, realizing for the first time he truly needed to be fucked. Whatever Viggo had forced him to drink and the strange mix of torture had rendered him into a needy, sex crazed maniac and Hiccup had no idea how to stop it other than to let them have their way with him…not that he could have stopped him if he wanted to.

"You really think you can handle a dragon?" the man taunted as he let the youth go and stepped away.

Hiccup whined at the sudden lost of contact. Of course he couldn't fuck a dragon, that was insane, it was bestiality. He had said something utterly stupid in the heat of the moment. But none of that escaped his mouth. His body was too focused on the tingling sensations filling him and twisting his stomach now that no one was touching him.

"Should we?" Ryker asked Viggo, deeply curious to see if the dragon trainer really could handle a dragon cock stuffed up his ass. He had toys that would work but a true living beast would be so much more entertaining.

Viggo watched Hiccup wrath in his bonds with that same curiosity, but his mind was calculating and he shook his head. "In time. He'll need far more perpetuation before taking on such a task."

"So?"

Viggo met Ryker's gaze. "He fancies himself tough then let's see just how much he can handle first. Use the wax on the table to ebb his hearing," he instructed as he sat back in his throne. He was not a sharing man but Hiccup was proving far tougher than he first considered. Yes, he was whining for release and had indeed cum several times while Ryker tormented him but he was still very much in control of his mind. It was time to end that. Once Ryker assured him the boy could no longer hear them he leaned forward. "Bring me two of our most sadistic men then find five of our more…gentle Hunters. If Hiccup wishes to experience true pain and pleasure than that's what we'll give him. And I have just the dragon in mind for him. I want him to lose himself completely before the sun sets tomorrow." A dark smile lit his face. "And if he doesn't break then I'll auction him off at every where house in the Archipelago until he does."