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What's wrong with me?	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 76901 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N Hello everyone, here i am again for another chapter. Cant believe how regular the updates are. It's mad as im usually terribly inconsistant. Anyone i have no Beta so do expect mistakes .
Massive thanks for the reveiws, up to 60 now that amazing thank you guys. Id love to keep hearing from you, as its lovely to know people still enjoy it and ideas being thrown my way never hurt ever.
So this is part two, may not end as you guys think. I hope its good, but this leads up to things i want to do and scenes ive had planned for ages . anyone hope you enjoy.
Merlin

What’s wrong with me?
Chapter twelve
Revelations part two
Previously…
Opening the chest, it didn’t take long for her to begin to wretch, vomiting aggressively on the floor as sitting atop items of clothing, all a dark colour was a mask… a mask she had come to know too well.
It was that mask…. The mask…. And to her horror, it was confirmed. Mildew was the man in the mask, the most hated, disgusting man on Berk had used her body for his own pleasure.
She tried to block out the worst realisation though, it was said man who had brought pleasure to her body as well.
But worst of all, over everything, she heard a voice coming from behind her, from the doorway to the hut.
“So, whore, it seems you’ve worked it out…”
Please… Please for the love of Odin make this a dream as well.
Unfortunately for the strong, beautiful blonde of Berk… This moment wasn't one of imagination, it was all too real.
Now….
It was like a secondary nature too Astrid, as without thinking, she climbed to her feet, roaring like the prideful Viking of Berk she was as the blonde shield maiden charged at Mildew. Her now confirmed rapist, tormenter, and abuser.
But it was all for naught, the old man not even flinching as Astrid got close enough to swing a punch that would have floored any man. But in an almost comical fashion, her wrapped fist stopped before meeting his face, the power the old man had over her forcing her to miss and loose balance before tripping, dropping to her knee’s.
It didn’t stop her from trying again, trying anything, kick’s, punches, headbutts…. anything she could but still to no avail every time some unknown force stopped her from causing him pain. It only infuriated her even more when the old Viking began smugly chuckling at her, giving no indication of fear any man normally would.
“Oh Astrid...” Mildew said, before tutting, mocking her as she stood in front of him, glaring at him and breathing heavy. “That really is just pointless, you know who I am, and you know full well you couldn’t hurt me in my mask. Why do you think you could hurt me now?”
In truth, Mildew was furious inside, yet he kept his calm, in control demeaner the best he could. This wasn’t what he wanted, not yet, he hadn’t broken her and now she knew who he was… the chance was even less that she would willingly give in. He had only gone to Berk's main part to lay eyes on her, to plot while he watched his obsession. But when he couldn’t find her, he came back, instead she was now standing in front of him, having unravelled his whole plan. He hadn’t anticipated this; he wasn’t sure where to go now to get what he wanted.
“You fucking Pig loving son of ….” Astrid growled, so angry the nausea had gone, now she just wanted to kill him but couldn’t. Her rage unmatched as she stood shaking in anger, unable to cause the man who had caused so much pain to her, equal pain, worse pain. Death.
“Oh, don’t give me that, you loved every second of it Astrid… Every moment...”
Mildew watched as the blonde began to rage once more, this time she began grabbing anything in his home. Smashing it, screaming in pure anger, this was a berserker Viking if he had ever seen one. And while he wasn’t a coward as such, Mildew knew of Astrid’s reputation among the tribe she would best most even at a young age. But he knew he had the power here and it was something that kept the nerves at bay.
“How did you do it…... How? And the dream’s, were they real?” Astrid said, her tone deadly as she stopped smashing Mildews possessions, her piercing big blue eye’s staring at him, hatred clear. When he merely smirked, giving a small nod before eventually replying, her anger was re-joined by the nausea.
“Oh, they were real, you did love my cock inside your arse, there wasn’t any faking that...”
Mildew watched, as his beautiful obsession once again dropped to her knees and began retching, nothing coming out, but she was in clear distress. Deciding he would go for broke, he began to speak, every word meant.
“You see Astrid, for years I’ve watched you blossom. So beautiful, so strong and everything I want. I won’t say how I learned to control you, but years I’ve wanted that body, wanted to own you, make you mine. You enjoyed it, deep down you really are a whore, and I showed you. You’re my whore, and why don’t you just give in to it...”
The old man was surprised at her reaction, as a sadistic laugh began to resonate from the blondes lips. The retching gone.
“I would never, on Thor himself give in to a disgusting old pervert like you!!”
Mildew watched, as Astrid got to her feet, her brown boots against his floor as she stalked towards him again.
“Hiccup is the man I love, all you did was take advantage, your nothing but a dirty old pig. If I could kill you right now I would, but I can’t, but one thing I will do is never give you the satisfaction of giving you what you want willingly.”
He stared at the shield maiden, the words coming from her sinking in. The frustration building, the annoyance that she wouldn’t give in to him naturally screaming at him internally. His eyes shifted from normal to a glare. He wanted the blonde more then anything, but he couldn’t get her the way he wanted, he wanted her for real to be his willing whore, but she wouldn’t give it to him. And his arrogant way wouldn’t allow him to give her the command to happily please him. He wanted the real Astrid, not a fake so he did the only thing he could in his anger and disappointment.
“Get the fuck out of my home then whore, go back to your pathetic Hiccup. But you’ll soon realise he’s not what you really need!!”
“Gladly, just know Mildew” Astrid replied, her face getting in the horrid, bearded Viking’s. Nearly nose to nose. Venom and spite added to his name. “Your half the man Hiccup is, and if I ever work out how to, I will kill you!”
With that she stalked out of his home, slamming his door shut leaving him standing in the middle of the room alone. Throbbing in anger until he himself grabbed one of his axe’s off the wall, swinging it hard, bringing it down over and over smashing it against the wooden table he owned.
“FUCKING CUNT!!!” Mildew shouted in anger as the axe continued to come crashing down over and over until his old arms wouldn’t allow him anymore.
Outside….
Astrid walked with purpose, absolute silence as she moved swiftly back towards her home. Ignoring everyone she passed, ignoring anyone who tried to speak to her. Once back at hers, she went straight to her room and locked the door behind her, before eventually the anger went, instead other emotions hit as with her back to door she slid down, onto her backside. Grabbing her knees and curling into herself.
The usually strong blonde openly sobbed when everything came to a head.
Mildew took my virginity, every single one…
And the worst part of all, that brought even more shame, is her body had gotten enjoyment each time. Even down to the spanking he gave her.
I really am a whore…
Astrid didn’t leave her room for the rest of day, the horrid thought’s and realisations hitting her one by one.
The day of Hiccup and Astrid’s wedding…
After what had happened, Astrid had done everything she could to get it together, to not break down from the horrid truths she had found out. Somehow, she had faked happiness, and somehow, she had managed to make it all the way to this moment without seeing her horrid abuser who seemed for the few days after she had found him out, to be a complete ghost.
The moment in question, was staring across from the man she loved Hiccup as they recited ancient Viking words of love and commitment to each other. Dressed in a stunning white dress and formal cape, she found comfort in Hiccups eye’s. But all she could see, all that creeped into her head was Mildew, and she despised him more and more by the second. This after all was meant to be a moment she would never forget.
A few moments later, the couple kissed, and in front of the elder of the tribe Gothri, they became man and wife. Astrid Hofferson was now Astrid Haddock. And it was then they where lead to the thrones inside the great hall, sitting beside one another, as the newly married couple, the new family. Cheers of applause rang out, and the celebrations began when the announcement was made by Stoic, the mead began to flow and while they sat and watched out over them, one smile a lot bigger than the others.
The people of Berk began to bring up gifts to them one by one through the night, and after-a while, Astrid finally began to calm herself, that was, until she noticed the very person she didn’t want to standing alone against the wall across the hall. Staring intently at her. She couldn’t let him get to her, so she blocked Mildew out, instead concentrating solely on Hiccup, the man she loved with all her heart.
As the night ravaged on and people began getting rowdier in celebration, everything stopped suddenly when Stoics booming voice came bellowing out. Astrid knew why.
“People of Berk, I want you to give a cheer to the newly married couple as they are led away, and finally, become one.”
Astrid felt anything but, in the mood to be intimate, she wasn’t a virgin like Hiccup thought, it was a sham and she hated feeling so used and dirty. But she knew would go through with it, she loved him and wanted it, and maybe just maybe it could clear her mind and take the horrid thoughts with it. But as Stoic spoke over everyone, cheers and whistles coming from the crowd at what they knew would be happening for the new married couple. Her blue eyes caught the green, haunting ones of Mildews from across the room. His look easily readable, the man unhappy with what was happening. But she then caught his movements as he downed the jug of mead in his hand, and walked away, her eyes following him as much to his alarm he approached a merry Ruffnut who seemingly didn’t mind him approaching, the old man leaning in her ear, clearly whispering something.
A few minutes earlier…
Mildew was pissed off, angry and frustrated. He didn’t know what to do as he watched the newly married Astrid sitting next to her now husband Hiccup. He couldn’t very well interject and tell everyone what had happened, but he missed her, wanted her, and craved her. The Valkyrie looking even more stunning then normal in her wedding dress. All he could do was think of being inside her, taking her, making her his whore but it wasn’t happening, not the way he wanted anyhow, so all he could do was watch. But when that bastard Stoic announced the couple were to become one, jealousy grew inside him. And as he locked eyes with the blonde from across the room, hate still clear in her eyes, something he knew would never go. The old man broke the gaze and looked around the drunken room, until someone caught his eye. She was about the same height as Astrid, her body wasn’t as curvy, but her hair was long and blonde. It would do…
Downing his jug of mead, he then began Walking across the crowded room, walking up behind Ruffnut who was currently hitting her helmet against her brother’s like animals locking talons.
“Ruffnut.”
Both Ruff and Tuff stopped what they were doing, before looking up at the old man everyone on Berk hated. The only difference was, he had control of the Thornston family, each of them under his spell, under the Loki stones command. Each of them now happy to see him, and willing to do anything he asked without question.
“Tuffnut go and bother someone else for the night. Don’t come looking for your sister until she finds you”.
Tuff nut bowed jokingly, before walking off to go and find Snotlout for some rough housing. Mildew then walked up to the crazy blonde Viking, leaning his horrid, bearded mouth next to her ear.
“Go outside, tell no one where you’re heading and wait for me behind the bottom of the right-hand statue at the entrance of the great hall.”
Licking his horrid lip’s, he watched as Ruff nodded her head in agreement before she turned on her feet and happily left the great hall. Turning his gaze back towards Astrid and Hiccup at the front, he smugly smirked at the blonde when she gave him a worried look, obviously having caught the interaction. But the smugness left quickly, the rage returning when the crowd cheered as Hiccup and Astrid where then ushered out the room by Stoic towards the sacred chamber that housed newlywed couples on their first night.
When she was gone from the room, the old ugly Viking turned on his feet, angrily stalking towards the exit and out of the great hall in search of a new person to sate his appetite.
Bed chambers…
“Are you okay Astrid?” Hiccup asked, his beautiful new wife looking awfully worried as they sat on the end of the mating chamber bed.
“No…” Astrid said shaking her head as she looked at her husband. “I’m just nervous is all.”
Hiccup chuckled softly, nodding in agreement, after all he was too. Viking tradition stated they had to consummate and while he really wanted to. Didn’t stop the nerves from seeping in.
What Hiccup didn’t realise, was Astrid’s mind was elsewhere, her brain racked with worry and something she couldn’t quite come to terms with. What did that bastard want with Ruff, why did she happily leave for him? There was nothing she could do, but it didn’t stop her from feeling horrible about it knowing what Mildew may well be up to.
She was brought out of her thought’s when Hiccup took her gently by the chin, making her look at him. Her heart skipped a beat, and for the moment quashed any thoughts she was having as he spoke.
“I love you Astrid Haddock.”
And with that he leant in and kissed her, causing warmth to spread through her body. She gave in, needing this to take her mind of everything, to clear those horrid thought’s. So, she kissed him back, and the two began to slowly undress one another, kissing each other’s bodies every place they could.
Outside the great hall…
Mildew walked down the steps outside that led up into the great hall, the outside of Berk almost early dark and silent as people celebrated Hiccup and Astrid’s union inside. But he had other things in mind, as once he made it halfway down, he turned off, walking around the bottom of the right-hand statue. The pillar holding one of Berks previous chiefs up. But what it did do, was give great cover in the dark sky, as once around it, he came to find Ruffnut casually leaning against the stone wall.
“What’s this about Milly? I was enjoying beating the snot out of Tuff.”
Mildew ignored her for the moment, the old man taking her in. She was no Astrid, but he had to admit, she was attractive enough. Not to mention having some features in common with Astrid, the blue eyes and blonde hair, not to mention a slim frame compared to most bulky Viking’s. But she paled in comparison, but as she stood there in her brown sleeveless coat, green tights, and brown boots. Topped off with her helmet. He didn’t care, his anger too much too.
“Are you a virgin Ruff?”
Mildew was glad this time when he got a no as a reply, unlike Astrid, Ruffnut seemed more of a promiscuous girl.
“Then you’re going to listen to me okay, you want me happy, don’t you?”
He watched as Ruffnut nodded, the Loki stone command setting in, fooling Ruffnut into believing she wanted to make this ugly old man happy. Taking a few steps closer, Mildew got closer to the psychotic blonde.
“Good ... Turn around, put your hands against the wall.”
He watched as a confused looking Ruffnut turned on her feet doing what the old man said.
“Now push your arse out and spread your legs slightly.”
He barely took notice of how her arse looked when she followed instruction but looking up at the blonde hair traipsed down her back in two thick braids was enough to get his cock hard.
“Such a whore.” Mildew mumbled to himself, it appeared as If he was directing it towards Ruffnut, but he wasn’t. His mind still angry about Astrid. With that anger at the for front, the old Viking then stepped forward. Placing his body up against the Blondes he reached around her waist, undoing the large buckle she had around her brown dress. Tugging at it, Mildew then pulled it from her waist, his hands then slipping under her fur skirt, gripping the tights, and forcing them down fast showing her bare legs to the night sky. He had to admit her legs were nice ....
“How is this making you happy Milly?” Ruffnut questioned as she stared at the stone wall. The nights chill making her shiver as her bare skin was on show. The Loki stone may have made her happy to do things for him, happy to make him happy. But she could still think, and this was confusing the blonde no end. After all, Mildew would never have even popped into her mind in a sexual nature.
“It’s simple” Mildew grumbled, his old, withered hands undoing his rope belt, before he stepped closer to Ruff nuts form. Once the belt was untied, he then pulled at his brown tattered tights, this time revealing his old legs. His large cock flopping out with the movement, standing to attention just as angry as himself. He then spat in his hand, before rubbing his saliva over his cock, moistening it as he did.
“You see, you’re going to help me release some anger. You can do that can’t you Ruff?”
He watched smirking as she nodded, her pointed helmet rock back and forth.
“That’s good, and to do that, I’ll need to fuck your little cunt, and it will be our secret you understand?”
He loved the Loki stone even more when the blonde who once would have considered blowing him up. Merely nodded in agreement. But he had one more point to add.
“And when I fuck you Ruff, you’ll not say anything. All except, if you like it or if I say something, your reply will be yes, my Chief. Even if I call you by a different name.”
Once again, she nodded, but this time Mildew didn’t care as he reached for the fur skirt she was wearing. Raising it up and over her rear, revealing Ruffnut’s surprisingly well shaped and toned arse. It wasn’t Astrid’s but she would more than do. Looking down further, he bit his old lips in lust when he saw her cunt as well. It wasn’t perfect like Astrid’s, Ruffnut’s was Bushy and wild, her cunt hair darker as well. But Mildew in his anger, imagined it was Astrid bending over willingly for him. So, he wasted no time in lining his cock up at her waiting entrance.
“Now push that little cunt back onto my cock, Whore.”
Ruffnut did just that, as her young pussy began to take in the most hated man on Berks cock.
All the while, Mildew gritted his teeth, imagining it was Astrid pushing back onto him.
Great Hall bed Chambers...
Astrid had blocked everything out, had fully embraced her first time with the man she loved. As both now lay under the bear skin covers, completely naked, the chief to be on top, his cock positioned between her legs.
“Are you ready for this Astrid?”
Guilt flooded Astrid as Hiccup looked down at her with worry. Unlike him, it wasn’t her first time, even if she didn’t cheat on purpose. She still had, and Mildew had robbed them of this moment. But she couldn’t think of Mildew now, couldn’t think of what could have been happening between him and Ruffnut so she battled the thoughts away as she nodded that she was ready.
She watched as Hiccup took a deep breath before pushing forward, his cock slipping between a puffy, tight entrance. The blonde breathing in sharply as he did.
Outside....
Mildew smirked through gritted teeth when he heard a groan come from Ruffnuts lips, followed by a gasp as her pussy was stretched by his large, throbbing cock entering her from behind. The old man gripping the female Thornston twin tightly by the hips as he she moved her arse back more and more.
“That’s it whore!” Mildew growled out from his gapped toothed mouth. Before pulling her hips himself, forcing the rest of his cock into her cunt raw. Her pussy only beginning to slightly moisten, but he didn’t care, didn’t care if there was more friction and he didn’t care if Ruffnut was uncomfortable, he was angry and he needed to take it out on someone.
He had to admit though, she was incredibly tight, this was a pussy he could get used to as she began to warm around him.
Bedchamber....
It didn’t feel the same.
It felt nice, and it felt loving as Hiccup began to slowly pump into her with inexperience. Astrid holding his head in close, the man she loved groaning in pleasure into the side of her neck.
But alarm bells would of rung for the man if he had been allowed to look up. If Astrid hadn’t held him tight against her. Because her eyes were filled with guilt, filled with shame and horror. Because something became truly clear.
Her pussy craved something much bigger, it craved to be full. And the loving intimate touch she was receiving right now ......
Astrid felt like crying because it wasn’t what her body genuinely wanted. No matter how much she tried to tell herself otherwise.
Outside...
As Ruffnuts pussy seemed to adapt to him, Mildew wasted no time as he began pumping into her. Each thrust was met by a groan from the psychotic blonde as he began fucking her against the stone wall.
“You like that do you whore? !!” Mildew said as he pulled back, only to push straight back in, his thrusts becoming harder by the second.
“Y... Yes, my chief.”
He growled like an animal when he heard the reply from Ruff. Imagining it was Astrid saying it, giving him what he wanted. But it wasn’t and he knew, and it only made him madder as he began fucking her relentlessly. The sound of her cunt getting wetter by the second ringing out as his hips met hers over and over. If it weren’t for the loud celebrations going on, the old Viking knew full well someone would have heard as Ruffs moaning become louder and louder.
“Fuck.... Milly, your so big.” Ruffnut said, murmuring it incoherently as the horrid old Viking fucked her like a dog.
“You like that do you Astrid? You like this cock more then your husbands.”
Mildew didn’t care if he used her name, his mind and body wishing his whore spoke openly to him like that. Not that she was his anymore. And though she was probably confused at the name he’d said. Ruffnut could only reply as his commands had stated.
“Yes, my Chief.”
It only seemed to spur the old man on, as he lustfully growled before thrusting into her even harder then before. Looking at the back of her head, he then made another command.
“Take that ridiculous helmet off Astrid, show me your golden locks.”
Ruffnut could only do what she was told as she unsteadily removed one of her hands from the wall before using it to remove her helmet. Her long thick, blonde hair completely on show as it sat in two long separate braids down at back.
Almost in an instant she gasped out, as the old pervert reached his hands forward gripping both braids, cock still deep inside her. And in one fluid motion pulled them back, causing her head to sharply move and used them as leverage to begin pounding into almost painfully.
“Fuck…. Fuck…Fuck…” Ruffnut cried out, her mind now just a lustful haze as Mildew used her pussy for his own need’s. She could feel herself edging closer, unlike Astrid, Ruffnut didn’t try to resist. Didn’t care or feel guilty, or even bothered it was Mildew causing it. In her mind, pleasure was pleasure and this old bastard that she wanted happy, knew just how to give it.
Mildew loved the noise she made as he held her braids tight, his old hips slamming into her young. His cock easily slipping in and out now, the young Viking incredibly wet.
“Is the best cock you’ve ever had Astrid?”
“God’s yes, please don’t stop my chief...”
Once again, he imagined It was Astrid’s voice, and once again it sent shivers of pleasure through his body as his cock entered once more. It was those words, the feeling of Ruffnut’s pussy around him alongside the thoughts of Astrid that made his balls tighten.
With a growl coming from his old lips, Mildew thrust into her a few more times before he couldn’t take it anymore. Pulling the blonde braids of Ruffnut’s back, his orgasm hitting him as he held her in place.
“Fucking whore!!” Mildew said through gritted teeth as his body shook, his cock unloading inside the psychotic blonde as his warm seed began to enter her, load after load and like a chain reaction it pushed her over the edge as well as Ruffnut cried out. Her body shaking, and cunt pulsating around him.
Bed chambers…
“Oh my god, Astrid!!”
Astrid held Hiccup tight against her, keeping his head against the nape of her shoulder as he came inside her. The whole experience a few minutes long, and while she enjoyed being close to him…Not even his seed felt as good entering her, as it did when Mildews larger amount did.
And as he came down from the high, Astrid could only close her eyes in horror…
Unwanted sex with Mildew had trumped her first time with Hiccup by a mile… She didn’t think she could hate herself and her body anymore then she did right now.
Outside…
Mildew watched as a heavy breathing Ruffnut pulled her tights back up, trapping his leaking seed inside them, his cum spreading around her pubic hair as it did. She then turned, her cheeks red before much to the old man’s shock, she walked up to him unprompted, grabbing his tunic and pulling on it slightly. Her word’s something, he hadn’t commanded, something clearly coming from the blondes thought process.
“Well…. That was a surprise Milly…” She started before giving him a devilish grin. “If you ever want me to be Astrid for you again, I won’t say no. I’d even wear some of her clothes if you want.”
Mildew smiled at her, his own grin perverted and lustful.
“Definitely, and keep this our secret, but if Astrid ask’s, tell her all the details except from her name being involved.”
Ruffnut nodded, before Mildew sent her on her way, the old man sated as he watched the female Thornston walk away, his seed dripping from her cunt.
It wasn’t Astrid, and it didn’t compare to the pleasure her body gave him… But she wasn’t a bad back up to have.
A/N so how did you like that? i know, not Astrid, but i think it was a great way to break her even more. She's being betrayed and mind fucked by her own body. Ruffnut will be used again at some point so hopefullly you like her
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