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What's wrong with me?	By : ItwasMerlin Category: +G through L > How to Train Your Dragon Views: 76900 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N Hello people Merlin here , okay , firstly nothing sexual in this chapter although it aludes to it . Like i said i want this to be a slow burn , and Mildew doesnt want to just command her to be a cock hungry viking haha. This is more the aftermath from the last chapter , and Mildew planning some more and making preperation's. Although from here on after this chapter there will be scenes of a sexual nature in each so dont worry about that . I have so thing's i hope that will interest people planned for this , so do stick around.
something's may be slightly unbelivable , but then hey , this is a cartoon about people riding dragon's so.....
please reveiw , it is motivation and i would love to know wheather you think Astrid's mindset is atleast beliavable at this time. If your still interested in the story , there is another author note at the bottom with a few thing's. As always i have no beta , mistakes are my own.

What’s wrong with me?
Chapter 3
Not in a million moon’s
Berk forest…
The wind blew a cold, chilly breeze as the proud Viking shield maiden Astrid Hofferson sat in defeat, breathing heavy, leaning back on her hand’s as she watched her opponent and victor casually disappear into the forest. The unknown man not even sparing her a glance back as he did.
But this defeat wasn’t some duel she had been bested in, no, instead this had been a fight she couldn’t win …. Against an unknown opponent with power’s like she had never known. And the what did the winner get as a prize? Astrid’s dignity on a plate. And what did the blonde get for loosing? Utter humiliation as her opponent used her mouth for his own sick pleasure.
Shuffling slightly on her brown studded skirt, Astrid continued to catch her breath as the unwanted images of what had just happened ran through her mind. She could still taste his unwashed cock mixed with his disgusting spunk in her mouth. Her throat was sore from the intrusion while her lips were swollen and red. Topped off by her chin being wet and sticky… sticky? the blonde thought in disgust as it dawned on her she still had some of his load on her face.
Reaching up quickly with her hand, she rubbed the cum from her chin, cringing as the sticky substance got between her fingertips. Wiping her hand on the floor to get rid of it the best she could, her eyes quickly scanned over the rest of her body. Growling in anger when she saw two more loads, one on her armoured shoulder pads, the other on her studded skirt. Looking around, she saw a leaf on the floor, grabbing it the blonde then used to it to best wipe the horrid substance away.
When it all seemed gone, she then chucked the leaf in repulsion, the now cum covered greenery on the floor beside her. Sitting up, her hands wrapping around her knee’s, Astrid then placed her head atop them, staring down between her legs at the ground.
She felt so dirty, so used after what had happened, but most of all, she couldn’t stop the pang in the chest at the thought she had betrayed Hiccup. It was a feeling deep down she knew was stupid, after all she couldn’t help what had happened, she had been made to do it but it didn’t stop the image of a disappointed Hiccup entering her mind. The deadly nadder rider aloud a single tear to roll down her reddened cheeks … but only one, she after all was strong and she wouldn’t let herself cry.
I must tell him Astrid told herself, she knew he was smart enough to help her find this mystery rapist. But will he ever want me again? Another voice shouted, fighting against the other. Her stomach dropped at the thought.
Shaking her head slightly, the devastated girl pushed herself to her feet, ignoring the aches of her knees as she did. She would need to think on this, knowing her decision would need to be thought through.
Looking around the clearing, the teen made sure no one was around before slowly walking towards her discarded axe. Picking it up, she then headed in the direction of Berk. She knew eventually Hiccup would come looking for her, eventually she would have to travel to the edge with her friends . Not sure how she would accomplish it , Astrid knew she would need to act as normal as possible until she made her decision .
Pushing the memories of what had just happened out of her mind the best could , she trudged through the forest , trying to put up a normal appearance. Not once had she addressed one other thing that was gnawing at the back of her brain ….. the fact towards the end of her torment, the teen beauty’s cunt had slowly begun to moisten between her legs.
Elsewhere….
Changing fast Mildew took the long way back around the forest of Berk, the last thing he needed was to run into Astrid again …. Not so soon anyway.
Dressed in his normal get up now, his costume in his sack over his shoulder’s the old man, almost on auto pilot made his way back to his place. After all, most, if not all the hairy hooligans knew this island like the back of their hand. The perverted Viking knowing different routes, especially if he didn’t want to run into people.
The whole way he had the largest smirk on his face, not even the cold temperature could dampen this man’s spirits. The thought of Astrid Hofferson on her knee’s in front of him, the memory of her Sweet hot mouth sucking his cock until climax replaying in his mind. His sweaty, wrinkled cock raging once more.
He knew for sure there was no way he would leave it long before he once again took his chance to have Astrid to himself once more. The farmer racking his brain’s already thinking of another plan.
Berk Village….
Taking a deep breath, Astrid began walking through the main part of Berk’s village on her way to her house. Her heart began hammering out of her chest as her blue eyes subconsciously scanned the village, taking everything in. Watching as her Viking counter parts went about their morning, some were building, some were cleaning, some sowing while others sharpened their weapons.
Was the man from earlier one of these people? her brain wondered as she nodded her head to one of the female Viking’s she walked past. Some she could instantly rule out by size alone, but there were enough slimmer Vikings around that it made her heart sink. After all the man’s cloak, had been thick, so her attacker could have been rack thin, or of average build.
Stop Astrid, these are your people, her mind screamed, her wrapped arms crossing beneath her breast’s as she looked down at the hard, muddy floor. Her fur boots picking up dirt slightly as she continued to walk, trapped in her mind as thoughts of her attack hounded her. Not looking where she was going as her thoughts consumed her, Astrid ended up walking straight into the hard back of someone she didn’t want to see right now.
“Astrid.” Hiccup said with a grin as he turned around after being bumped into, his bright green eyes lighting up when he saw his girlfriend. His grin faltering slightly when he saw the, almost pale look on her face.
“What’s the matter?”
Astrid swallowed nervously as she considered Hiccup’s bright green eyes, the blonde couldn’t help but compare them to the dull, lifeless ones of the mystery man. Her blue orbs flickering towards the black, sleek dragon beside him, Toothless. Who much like his rider, was looking at her with worry. The cat like dragon very rarely leaving his friends side.
“I-I’m not feeling too well this morning.” Astrid choked out, lying through her teeth, hoping her lame excuse worked. While yes, she was considering telling the boy in front of her, the boy she had fallen for hard about what had happened. She needed to work up to it. It was still too soon, far too fresh after all, she could still taste the bastards horrid cum in her mouth.
“Oh no …” Hiccup replied, worry lacing his voice as his hands reached out for the blonde. His face showed hurt when, much to his surprise Astrid flinched at his movement.
Astrid felt even more guilty as she cringed away, but it was almost on reflex, the girl not feeling like being touched by anyone after what had just happened. Seeing Hiccups face though, and the hurt at her rejection, the blonde forced herself to pull him into a quick hug before letting go.
“I’m sorry, just feeling a little nausea.”
Hiccup smiled in understanding, still his worry for his beloved was still eating at him.
“Are you sure your up for our trip to the edge Astrid?” The night fury rider asked, dressed in his black armour. The dragon behind him warbling as he spoke.
In truth, she wasn’t, really, she wanted to go into her room, shut the door and curl up into a ball but the blonde didn’t want to stay on Berk …. Not if the mystery man was still around. So instead she nodded.
Hiccup didn’t look sure but knew it was futile to argue with his headstrong Viking love, he would make sure she got her rest though that was for sure.
Excusing herself to go get ready, Astrid headed off to her home to collect her things and pack for the trip. Not before first washing her mouth out with the closest basin of water she could find. Pushing how she truly felt deep down as best she could, the least questions she got the better, especially as with the work they had planned at the edge, she could be gone for a good three to four days.
One day later…. midday…. Mildew’s hut.
“Fucking Hiccup…. Fucking Dragon’s.” Mildew growled as he yanked cabbage after cabbage from the ground. His sheep and only friend fungus looking on at him unimpressed.
The thin, dirty old Viking’s plans for Astrid having been put on hold as the Hero dragon riders had gone off to their little island to do Thor knows whatever. He didn’t pay attention to that crap in the council meetings, not really, the yellow toothed pervert simply enjoyed moaning, riling up the Viking’s who obviously despised him.
Grabbing his stick that he had dug into the mud beside him, he threw his bag of cabbages over his shoulder, muttering obscenities under his breath as he headed back to his hut, fungus in toe behind him.
His perverted, warped mind couldn’t stop thinking about Astrid, about her pretty little mouth all over his cock, about what lay under those clothes of her’s…. about how good it would to be inside her.
The only half decent thing that had come from her leaving, was it gave time for Mildew to plan more. His disguise had worked a treat, and eventually he would make it so she come to find the true man behind the curtain. But first he wanted to push her further, his perverted brain thinking or what to do …. Of where to do it. Of course, he wanted to fuck her, but he needed to get her more willingly under his control as well. If his dream of having Astrid willingly be his, he knew he needed to almost mould the teen’s mind. To do this, he would need to show her pleasure, but also pain and punishment.
She was a virgin as well, or at least that’s what Mildew assumed after she had admitted the blowjob she had given was her first, his cock hardening in his dirty trousers at thought of being her first. That meant she may well have never experienced a few different pleasurable acts and although the old pervert wanted nothing more than to bury his cock inside her and fuck her hard, it was probably best he built her up to it.
A plan finally beginning to shape in his head, Mildew eagerly awaited the return of his obsession. He wondered if she was still thinking about their little ‘meeting’ as much as he was, little did the old man know she had been thinking of nothing else.
Later that evening… the edge … Astrid’s hut…
Sitting on the edge of her wooden bed, dressed in a thin, long white coloured tunic, her usually braided golden hair, now cascading down her shoulders. Astrid sighed, running her hands through her hair as she did.
Everyone on the edge had gone to bed, but she didn’t think she could sleep. She hadn’t been able to the night before, and it seemed the only question she had been asked since leaving for the island was ‘are you okay Astrid? You don’t look so good Astrid. Hiccup being the worst culprit, she loved him dearly but she knew deep down he was a worrier, and the mood she was in she couldn’t help but snip at him as he repeated the same question over and over.
Her mind filled with the horrible guilt of what had happened, thinking about if anyone of her friends found out, what they would think of her. Astrid and the other dragon riders had spent the day visiting an unknown island, having not found any new dragon’s they had come back. But the blonde had pretty much been going through the motions and the shield maiden knew it was a dangerous thing indeed, if they had been attacked if her mind had been on other things? Well it just wasn’t something she liked to think about.
Yawning, her eye’s feeling heavy, Astrid realized how truly tired she was. While she very much doubted, it would be a restful one, she knew she needed to try and get some rest. Pulling back the fur blanket, she slid into her bed, wresting her head on her uncomfortable fur pillow and closed her eyes.
Slowly she passed into sleep, her breathing evening out, but it seemed even in her dreams, what happened couldn’t be forgotten.
She was breathing deeply, her chest heaving as she looked up into the darkness, all she could see was the iron mask from Berk’s forest staring down at her, dull green eyes boring into her, looking down at her.
“My Viking whore, ready to pleasure with me that mouth once again?”
The muffled voice rung out, send a shiver up her spine as she shook her head no, only receiving a chuckle for her action’s. Her eye’s drifting down the shadows, until they gazed upon the large throbbing cock her mouth had become accustomed to only recently.
It was thick, and pulsating, its bulbous head swaying slightly in front of her topped off by a pair of large hairy sagging balls below. The smell from the other morning seemed thick in the air, the unwashed scent of her assailants cock hitting her nostrils again. She stared at it, swaying slightly for what seemed an age until the muffled voice from above spoke once more.
“ It’s pointless to resist…”
The blonde then felt the gloved hands of her assailant grip the back of her head , she couldn’t stop him as her head was pulled closer and closer to the throbbing cock in front of her. Her lips only millimetres away from the large tool….
“Open your mouth Astrid…… Let me in…”
Suddenly the blonde shot up, her forehead sweaty, her breathing heavy and deep as she looked around her hut . Shit , was just a dream she whispered to herself , leaning back on her palms , she stared around her dark hut . She felt exhausted, her sleep being nothing she wanted to remember, knowing she would be needed up and about soon, she climbed out of bed deciding to grab her axe and vent her frustrations in her own unique way.
Two days later… Berk
Terror mail had reached Berk that the riders where due home in two days’ time. A prospect that pleased Mildew greatly, the dirty old Viking having finally concluded his next move for Astrid. The beautiful blonde not realising, that Mildew the most hated, most despised man on Berk was currently planning on how best to make her into his own willing slut.
Sitting in the great Hall, he watched curiously from the back of the room, as the village drunk and spoke about Thor knows what. Mildew didn't care, the gapped tooth, bearded creep was waiting for something pacific to happen. He was waiting for one single Viking to leave, Norwin Thorsten, one of the Berks watch guard.
You see while his pretty little toy was off riding dragons, Mildew had decided the best thing to do was get the berk watch under the control of the loki stone. A simple command to let him go about his business and tell no one if they saw him or Astrid Hofferson doing anything strange. So far, he had done it to seven of the ten, Norwin would be the eighth.
After that Mildew, would aim for that blasted dragon of hers when it was back on Berk. He had thought about her parents, but decided to leave that until she knew who he was. The old man not wanting to many people under his control, simply because it made it so there was more of a chance of being found out.
His dirty, long bony fingers ran through his ragged grey beard as he watched Norwin from a far. Until finally he watched the large, over weight Viking raise from his seat and stagger slightly towards the door.
Smirking, his ugly face contorting as he did. Mildew grabbed his staff that was leant beside the table, swiftly he rose from his seat. Before following the drunk Viking out of the great Hall.

oh the things I'll do for you Astrid Hofferson. ...
Two days later….
Air blew through her long golden locks as she sat on the back of her trusted friend Stormfly. The sun out, but the air still cold.
The large blue spike infested dragon flapping it's long wings as the pair , surrounded by the other riders , and following the lead of Hiccup and toothless in front of them made there were back to berk .
The large island they called home was in view . The teens not having long before they would touch down on familiar soil.
Astrid watched Hiccups form on Toothless as she rode behind him. She felt guilt at the fact she hadn’t been able to tell him . The thing was though she had actually tried, only for something to stop her , her mouth finding it impossible to form any sort of words on the subject . She didn't know whether it was from nerves or maybe her attackers magic , or however the hell he controlled her .

Sighing to herself , the wind drowning out the sound , she absentmindedly rubbed Stormfly's hard scaled skin. After a few days on the edge , she had finally for the most part been able to put her thoughts and memories to the back of her mind . The teen getting into the flow of things as they continued to search the Archipelago. But as Berk got closer it seemed everything came back to the fore front. Because somewhere on that cold island could well be the man that had used her mouth against her will.

Shaking her head she concentrated on flying . She was Astrid Hofferson, the fearless shield maiden and she shied away from nothing.

Twenty minutes later ....

"Home sweet home .." Snotlout called out as the riders landed on home soil. Astrid herself landing Stormfly with ease .

Dismounting her, Astrid patted the vein dragon on its side as she watched a few of Berks Villagers begin to crowd around them. Asking question after question about their trip.

The blonde sighing when the form of Gustav appeared in front of her . The boys crush an obvious and Irritating annoyance.
What she didn't know was there was someone even more pleased to see the feisty Viking back on Berk. Someone who had just walked out of the blacksmiths, a freshly sharpened trowel in hand , along with a wooden staff covered in dragon teeth .

Mildew smirked for just a second before his mouth returned to its usual firm line . The sight of Astrid making blood rush lower instantly, but the ugly, gap toothed Viking had to remain his usual grumpy self. So instead he sneered in their direction, no one paying attention but the old man had to continue playing his part.

Stomping off, Mildew headed back towards his place. Glancing slightly at the blue dragon that his obsession rode as he did . The winged beast was the next thing on his list to take control of, having already succeeded in using the Loki stone on the night’s watch members.
Later that night….
Dressed in his disguise, Mildew snuck threw Berk’s village heading for the Hofferson household. While it didn’t matter if anyone in the watch towers, or on guard saw him, as he had put them all under the control of the loki stone, he still couldn’t risk a villager seeing them. Although while most Viking’s like a drink, they all had jobs to start most morning’s. So, you wouldn’t see many stumbling about past midnight unless they didn’t have a lot to do the next day, or it was a celebration.
Arriving outside the Hofferson home, Mildew eyed the quite wooden home, before his gaze went to the stable that house Stormfly that had been built on the side. While most people kept their dragons at the arena, the riders of Berk all had stables built onto their house’s … well apart from the Thorsten twin’s, but that was more due to lack of trust and the fact they spent most of their time causing mayhem.
Walking towards the stable, he opened the door, before sneaking in. It wasn’t quite enough though as the dragon began to stir from its slumber almost instantly. Her large eyes peering up at the masked man, causing the vein dragon to get to its feet ready for attack.
Wasting no time, Mildew held out the Loki stone, smirking when much like her rider, the blue dragon fell into a trance. The old man really did love his stone….
With that he then wasted no time in setting commands for the dragon, taking it under his control and making sure Stormfly would always do as she was told if he ever wanted to get busy with her rider.
As soon as he was finished he fled into the night and back to his home on the outskirts of berk.
The next night ....

With everything in Berk settled for the night, most Vikings ever settled in for the night or headed for the great Hall.

Astrid herself decided to try and attempt to get some sleep. She had to admit, the few days back on Berk hadn’t been bad. In fact, she had rather enjoyed today, having spent her time with Hiccup. For the most part what had happened being pushed to the side in her thoughts.
Wanting to say good night to Stormfly, the dragon having tired herself out for the day. The blonde made her way to the stable door, a small lit lantern in hand opening it she peered in. A small smile gracing her lips as she saw her friend curled up in the centre of the floor.

"Hey girl." Astrid whispered walking in, the dragon raising its head at her entrance.

Something didn't feel right though as instead of her usual squawk in acknowledgement she merely placed her head back down quietly.
Walking forward, worry seeping in, Astrid stopped in her tracks when she heard footsteps coming from behind Stormfly's position. Followed by a muffled voice that had haunted her for a while now.

"Hello Miss Hofferson ..." her Masked abuser said as he walked into the light her lantern was giving off. His iron helmet covering his face once more as Astrid went dead still. A shiver running up her spine as she did.

Oh Thor no ... Astrid thought, her heart beating out of her chest. Looking at him, she could almost subconsciously hear his moans and grunts of pleasure. A phantom taste of his dirty, unwashed cock seemed to creep into her mouth as she looked at the disguised man .

"I don't know what you’re doing in here ." Astrid said defiantly. Trying not to show her nerves. " But leave here and get away from my dragon or else ..."

Mildew smirked from under his disguise. She was beautiful, she was feisty and she was his .

"Oh don't worry your dragon is fine ...and we both know you can't do anything to me"

Taking a few steps forward, the blonde stepping back as he did making Mildew chuckle.

" Do you really think I would leave Berk and not come back..." Mildew whispered. Making out he was from a different land. “Do you really think after our moment ... After that hot little mouth of yours sucked my cock so well, so intimately? ."

Astrid cringed at the words as the man spoke. Feeling so ashamed as she did. Anger boiling up inside at the comment.

"Well it wasn't like I did it willing." She spat, her pretty features turned into a glare .... it was made even worse when the Masked man started chuckling once more.

"Deep down in that pretty head of yours I think you loved it, I reckon you've thought of nothing else ...." Mildew goaded “I think you want to do it again, get down on your knees and suck me dry. Taking load after load in that mouth of yours."

Astrid was disgusted at his words, she didn't enjoy the first time no matter what he said.

"Never in a million moons would I ever do it willingly..." The blonde shield maiden replied with anger.

Mildew merely stood quietly, smiling behind his helmet, a smile the blonde couldn't see. The things he wanted to do to her, made him ache. And if he didn't have a plan to truly break her and make her his, he would have commanded her to bend over right now in front of him and have his way with her.

"While I would love to stay and talk." Mildew said, his voice muffled. "I think we both need our sleep ... especially you as you have a big morning ahead of you."

"W-what do you mean?" Astrid stuttered slightly. Worried what was going to come next.

"Your to meet me at the Cove alone, two hours earlier then you would normally head down to practice your axe .."

"The Cove .."Astrid repeated , guilt hitting her . The Cove was where Hiccup had befriended Toothless, where she had found them together before being taken on a ride that changed her life. It was also being her and Hiccup had spent alone time with one another.

But it was this that all but confirmed something she had been worried about. If this mystery person chose the Cove, it indicated he had more than likely been around when the story of how Hiccup and Toothless bonded, of how she was taken for her first flight were told. Of course it could be a complete coincidence but the blondes suspicions for the people off Berk had risen tenfold.

"Now don't follow me as I leave, and go straight to sleep the moment you lay your head down ..." with that Mildew took his leave , heading for the door and walking into the night . Leaving a horrified Astrid rooted to the stable floor, staring wordlessly at her now sleeping dragon.
A/N Okay i hope you enjoyed part three , now i know some people are probably wondering why doesnt he just fuck her , but like ive stated Mildew wants her to want him submissively without command . So he wont jump in , after all maybe Astrid will learn some thing's about herself along the way to haha .
The next chapter will be called , Training down at the cove part 1 .
also please do email me on itwasmerlin@gmail.com to talk on idea's or feel free to leave them in a reveiw .
to the reveiwer Lunarsilver , give it time and i will incorparate something like your suggestion. Thank you for reading people
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