Breaking Point 9

"Bounce," Dagur ordered in a low growl, yanking on the chain to the collar he had placed around Hiccup's throat making the youth grunt and move a little faster. "That's better, rotate your hips. Oh yeah…Daddy likes that."

Hiccup groaned as he was tried to find a rhythm while riding Dagur's hard cock. It was new thing with Dagur. The Berserker had come into his room with the collar declaring it was time Hiccup learned to ride a new dragon and had Hiccup ride him ever since. It gave Hiccup a sense of control, not much since Dagur was very specific about the way he moved, but it was him moving rather than being pounded into and didn't hurt nearly as much…well except when Dagur slapped his ass.

"You belong to me," Dagur would snarl before slaps. "You hear me? You're mine. You've always been mine, right the day your parents conceived you. Say it. Say it!"

Hiccup whimpered, the sting of the big hand against his sweaty flesh smarting. "I'm yours," he breathed.

"Louder!"

"I'm yours," he repeated, louder. His gaze travelled to the door where the little window had been opened and a familiar pair of dark brown eyes watched him. Anyone in the corridor could hear what they were doing and it wasn't uncommon for someone to peek in and watch them, especially one of the Grimborn brothers. Dagur never noticed, usually too busy fucking Hiccup to look elsewhere but Hiccup had caught a pair of eyes watching a few days earlier when Dagur had him on the floor and took him from behind. He's attention was pulled from the watching eyes by a hard slap to his rump and twist of the collar.

"Louder!" Dagur snarled, tugging Hiccup tug until they were a breath away. "You belong to me. Say it!"

"I'm yours!" Hiccup repeated, as loud as he dared so close to the chief's face. He grunted when Dagur thrust up into him and yanked on his short hair; there was just enough for a fist to wrap into. "I belong to you!" he yelled.

"Good boy," Dagur purred. "See, brothers belong to each other. Now bounce baby, make Daddy proud."

Hiccup didn't try correcting him. How could Dagur be his brother and his daddy? Instead he bounced, hoping to make the man cum so that he would leave and let him be for a few hours. He clenched his inner muscles as he had been told to, trying to clamp down on Dagur's cock and milk his seed. If he could only make Dagur cum he could find peace for a few hours. He closed his eyes tight, hating the words that were about to spill out of his mouth. "Fuck me, Daddy," he begged. "Please…cum in me. Fill me with your milk." Oh gods, he felt sick and dirty just by saying those words.

"Work for it, baby, work for it. Touch yourself, babe. Oh yeah, just like that. You like that don't you? You're a naughty little Dragon Rider, aren't you? Oh yeah…fuck yeah!" He grabbed Hiccup's hips and started thrusting upward and taking control, revelling in Hiccup's tight tightness. In only a few more strokes he purred his seed into Hiccup's hungry ass while the younger boy spilled his seed over Dagur's belly.

Dagur took a calming breath before yanking Hiccup down so that he laid over him and rubbed one hand up and down the youth's back almost soothingly. "You're getting better, babe," he mused. "Work on tightening that ass of yours and it'll be perfect. You're too loose. What have you been shoving up there other than me?" He chuckled when Hiccup gave a pitiful moan and tentatively stroked his short hair, still not accustomed to the new do. It was not what he imagined for Hiccup and stuck up at odd angles when sweaty. The boy was still handsome but he often touched his own hair as if still unable to believe so much of his hair was gone so Dagur played with it, enjoying the way Hiccup stiffened and made a pained face.

"I got something for you," he purred in Hiccup's ear. His hand slipped down and over the Hooligan's rear to where his hole was dripping cum. "If you can't where the collar in public you can where this to help you think of me while you work." He rolled Hiccup over so that he was under him. "I worked a while back but have been holding off giving it to you because of Viggo and Ryker and their stupid rules." Reaching under the bed he pulled out a small chest he had brought with him, opened it and pulled out what looked like a string of various sized pearl beads. There were ten in total, the small no larger than Hiccup's pinkie and the largest over two inches in diameter. "Your ass should be able to hold all of these with no problem." He leaned forward until his lips hovered over Hiccup's. "They'll keep you nice and loose and tonight I'll pull them out so slowly that you'll beg me to fuck you."

Hiccup's breath hitched at the sight of them, namely the largest one which couldn't possible fit inside him. "Dagur…" he pleaded, hoping to stop him but there was no point, Dagur would do what he wanted when he wanted and in no time he was between Hiccup's legs and inserting the beads one at a time. Hiccup whimpered and shifted, trying his best not to squirm and excite Dagur further. He closed his eyes as he felt the third slip into him then the fourth. His hands clenched into fists as the fifth and sixth pushed into him. Then he opened his eyes, the feeling of being watched filling him again and he glanced toward the window. Sure enough those dark brown eyes were still watching them. They were a good distraction for a moment until the last three pearls were worked into him none too gently. "Dag…Dagur, stop!" His back arched and eyes squeezed shut but there was enough cum still inside him to make the transition less painful that it could have been. After a few minutes the sting subsided and he relaxed back against the bed.

"There we go," Dagur soothed, patting Hiccup's ass as if soothing a baby. "Now you can work and think of me while I'm busy with my Berserkers. You'll be switching ships soon and we'll be returning to Berserk with you as my consort."

Hiccup swallowed back the comment that came to him. Ryker had warned him that he would suffer greatly if he told Dagur or anyone what Ryker and Viggo had done to him. He glanced once more toward the window in the door but it was closed now and the eyes gone.

He sniffled and slowly sat up. "Dagur…" he tried again, wincing at the alien feel of beads in his ass. They rubbed against his prosthetic in such a way that it both hurt and felt good at the same time. "Why are you doing this?"

The Berserker looked confused for a moment before laughing. "I told you already; you belong to me." He stole a kiss from Hiccup before standing to his full height. "Keep with the funny and can the witty comments before Ryker actually beats you," he advised, running one figure down a laceration over Hiccup's shoulder where Ryker had whipped him the day before after the youth had a breakdown and started screaming and yelling at the man, momentarily finding his backbone after losing his hair. Dagur raked it up to shock since Hiccup had become very cold and clammy and didn't look like himself at the time. He had passed out after the after only fire straps across his back and slept nearly eighteen hours before Dagur took it upon himself to wake him.

Now he patted Hiccup's shoulders, told him to get dressed and promised to see him that night. Then he left, clueless to the fact that they had been watched the entire time.

Hiccup took a few minutes to let his emotions take control of him and sobbed into his thin blankets. But crying did no good. He had cried himself out so many times now that it no longer seemed to matter but was just a reflex. Eventually he wiped at his eyes and struggled into his clothing. His left hand instinctively ran through his short hair, bringing another choked sob from him. If his friends or father rescued him how was he ever going to explain his hair? He sighed. Who was he kidding? No one was coming for him. Everyone probably thought he was dead by now. Poor Toothless was mostly likely dead by now, too. Another sob shook him. He would give anything if only to have his best friend back.

Reluctantly he left the cell, walking a little funny with the beads inside him. If they rubbed the wrong way his cock stirred and spine tingled. It was not a good feeling. He passed warriors who leered at him, some whispering or commenting on his hair or calling him names. It hurt but Hiccup did his best to ignore them. If he could busy himself with work then he could tune them out.

Sadly things weren't going to go his way that day.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ryker demanded in his booming voice that sent a shiver of fear through Hiccup.

The boy stopped and stood absolutely still. "Laundry…" he breathed, expecting to find several barrels of dirty clothes to wash or maybe fish that needed to be gutted.

"Not today," Ryker countered, his hand falling on Hiccup's shoulder and forcing him to turn around. "You have an appointment with Viggo."

Hiccup hadn't been alone with Viggo since Ryker took him to the torture room. He had eaten nothing but gruel and limpets since, usually alone in his room and only once a day as per Ryker's orders. It brought mixed feelings to Hiccup. He knew he would at least eat well with Viggo and be given a chance to bath, something he had first found annoying every single day but now desperately wanted after being covered in filth for so long. But it also meant he had to give up something, some sort of information that would hopefully get him away from Ryker and his brutality.

Something was off this time. Usually Ryker escorted him alone but this time there were three warriors following close behind and Hiccup couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety form in his gut.

"Dagur will be gone for a day or two," Ryker told him as they rounded a corner, his face just as hard and stern as always. "Something to do with his sister. She was spotted just west of here. I suppose he's either going to try and catch her and visit."

"Heather," Hiccup whispered, feeling sudden hope. If Dagur told her he was here maybe she could get the riders and lead them to him.

"Aye. He has a soft spot for her given how long they were separated. No doubt they'll have a little catching up to do," Ryker agreed with a nod. "I'm afraid your bed is going to be cold tonight."

The youth looked away, not dignifying that with an answer.

They rounded a corner not far from Viggo's chambers.

"Don't worry, we've got enough cocks to keep you stuffed," the man purred a mere moment before shoving Hiccup into an empty side room. The other men followed, each with a predatory smirk.

"What…" Hiccup started only to be pushed onto the floor.

Ryker stared down at him for a long time. "If you can still walk and talk then you're not broken enough yet. But then Viggo wants you to still be capable. Quite frankly I think you're better off dead or auctioned off but hey, what my little brother wants he gets. That doesn't mean I'm going without. And since you've already had so much fun with Dagur I'm sure you won't mind entertaining us."

The boy's eyes widened in horror. "All of you?" he choked in disbelief. Two men had nearly killed him, made him feel as if he was being torn in two but four men? There was no way he could possibly accommodate all of them at once. He back pedalled from the men, feeling a surge of fight or flee fill him, neither of which he could do. All he could do was crab walk back into a corner and stare at them in horror. "No…you can't do this," he pleaded, shaking his head. "Viggo…"

"Don't worry about Viggo. Your mouth is going to be too full for him to hear you scream," Ryker purred, advancing on him as he undid his trousers. "If you're not going to tell him what he wants to know then we might as well put it to good use, no?" He cornered the boy then, grabbing Hiccup by his hair, forced him to his knees. "Bite and you're going to have a belly full of piss to go with the new hair cut…from each of us."

Of all the humiliations that Hiccup already suffered this had to be the worse. The mere idea of having these men's cocks in his mouth was disgusting enough but the idea that they might urinate while he sucked them off made him sick. So he took a deep shaky breath, wetted his lips, and took that man's length in his mouth. He did as he had been instructed by Viggo, licking and sucking and teasing Ryker's cock with his mouth and hands while the men watching made crude comments and asked if he liked being a little bitch. It made his eyes sting with unshed tears that he fought hard not to shed. Ryker hummed in appreciation, letting go of Hiccup's hair to let him do it on his own. The boy let the cock slip out of his mouth with a wet plop before kissing and licking his way down to lap at his testicles.

"Good little cock sucker," Ryker growled. "That's right, you want me nice and wet and very, very hard. Now stand up and turn around. Let me see what your 'Daddy' shoved up that lovely ass of yours."

Very slowly, Hiccup stood and turned to face the wall before dropping his pants and revealing the cord hanging out of his rear.

A deep rumbling chuckle escaped Ryker and the three men copied him, delighted when Ryker began to slowly pull the beads out. "Ah…it seems I underestimated Dagur. He was kind enough to prep you for us. And look at the size of these."

Hiccup whined as one by one the beads were pulled out. It wasn't as bad as when they were pushed in. With the exception of the first one they slid out easily. Nonetheless he trembled and moaned as they rubbed against his prosthetic and woke his arousal, something he was fighting hard against. He shouldn't get aroused by these things. His body shouldn't be so sensitive and needy. He clung to the wall and mentally berated himself as his manhood hardened.

"He is a little whore," one man taunted, obviously aroused by what was going on. "Look at that gaping hole."

"You'll have your turn," Ryker purred as he lined his cock up to Hiccup's dripping hole. He lowered his lips to Hiccup's ear. "Scream and I'll go harder. I'm going to look like a blessing compared to what they're going to do to you. You're going to bleed this time."

Hiccup trembled and held the wall, his eyes closing and head bowing. He tried to brace himself for the initial thrust but there was never any way to prepare for Ryker. The man slammed into in one hard thrust and he gave a cry, unable to hold it in. Ryker only chuckled then pulled out and did it again and again until he found a pace he liked which was hard, deep and fast, bouncing the youth against the wall. Hiccup fought back the cries and grunted and gasped instead. Tears rolled down his cheeks from the pain. It hurt. His insides burned. Ryker went far deeper than Dagur ever did and it felt like the man was trying to fuck his way right through him.

"Dagur's been doing a good job training you. Tell me, do you like riding his cock or when he plows into you?" Ryker sneered into his ear. "You put on such a lovely show when he's between your legs."

"Just get it over with," Hiccup grunted, surprising himself and Ryker.

"Oh…there's that backbone. And here I thought I'd finally beaten it out of you." Ryker picked up his pace, ramming his length even hard and deeper. One hand wrapped around the boy's throat and pulled him snug against him. "You're going to learn your place and that is as our little fuck toy. Your ass is going to sheath every cock on this ship. If you think four of us is going to be pain wait until you've had twenty or thirty men take turns with you."

Hiccup whimpered. "No…" he breathed. "Please…"

"Oh…you'll be saying that a lot. My men like it rough."

"Please don't…I'll…I'll tell Viggo…"

"Tell Viggo what? That you're whoring yourself out?"

Tears streamed down Hiccup's cheeks at the very thought. "About the Dragon Eye…"

"A little late for that don't you think?" Ryker chuckled. He rotated his hips and thrust in one last time as his seed pumped into the boy's ass. "You had your chance, boy." He pulled out and threw Hiccup toward the other men. "I think he'll benefit from entertaining the three of you at once."

One of the men caught Hiccup by the arm. "You sure he can fit two dicks in his ass at once?"

"Oh yeah," Ryker purred, as he did up his trousers up. "He's already done it. Besides he's looser now than he was then."

Hiccup tried pulling free but his prosthetic was suddenly removed and his ankle free of his trousers while another pair of hands wrestled his dirty tunic over his head and off. None of the men stripped. They only removed any armor that might obstruct them from their mission. They were big men with big hard cocks dripping with precum.

"Let him ride me," one urged, lying on the floor and pulling Hiccup to him even as the boy struggled to escape, not that it was any use. The one behind Hiccup forced him down on the first man before kneeling behind him and entering as well. Hiccup barely had time to utter a pain filled cry before his mouth was filled with the cock of the third man.

Ryker watched with a smirk as the boy was thoroughly fucked by the three men. He had chosen them specifically for this. They were well built and lots of stamina and trustworthy. They would fuck the boy for as long as necessary without killing him and they would not be gentle about it. They knew how to work together, to take turns and make sure each had a turn with his ass and mouth and indeed they did. They took the boy in every position possible, pounding his dripping ass one or two at a time while the third forced him to drink his milk. It was almost erotic the numerous ways they managed to bend that lithe body and by the time they were done Hiccup was covered in their seed mixed with blood seeping down his lovely thighs. He was a total mess, completely ruined and barely conscious. Tears streamed down his pale cheeks to mix with milky white splatter and his eyes were glassy. Shock was taking hold of him and there was no doubt he was broken now. He tried crawling away from them men taunting him, receiving the odd kick to his tender sides that knocked him over completely. Ryker strolled up to him and gave him a kick to the other side.

"Pathetic. How is Viggo going to react to seeing you like this?" He gave a snort of distain before grabbing the boy and throwing him over his shoulder, not caring about his nude condition or soiled clothing. He dismissed the men, reminding them to keep their mouths shut about what had happened. Then he sauntered the rest of the way to Viggo's chambers. With a rap at the door he opened it and walked in, a bounce to his steps before dumping Hiccup broken form on the floor. "Delivered as promised," he announced in amusement. "You shouldn't have any more trouble."

Hiccup struggled to get up but he kept slipping, his arms too weak to hold him. He glanced up, gazing through his tears but all he saw was a dark figure approach him and fear and pain clenched his heart as darkness consumed him and he finally fainted as his body gave out.