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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 , thank you massively for your reveiws and idea's etc ill answer though's in a second just get through a few thing's. This is a non sex chapter allthough there is mention's and a small scene in it. The reason it isnt training at the cove part two is because as i was writing the chapter keeps growing with where i want the ending point. So i took some of the first part off and put it into this small chapter. I dont like huge chapter's , but the next one could of been even longer then the last at this rate . So sorry if you where expecting the next part in the cove but fear not ive written a few thousand word's of the next part already but just thought of more stuff i wanted added on etc so i did this instead.
i dont have a beta mistakes are my own , and im an ametuer doing this for fun.
Reveiws...
Anon- im glad your enjoying it thank you for the reveiw, and yes i even have the scene planned and im dying to write her finding out haha, but not just yet.
Wanon- thank you for the reveiw , and also the idea's you sent via email . Ill be more then happy to reply etc to anymore you have:)
Sailor nemises- Thank you for the compliment i do hope you contiune to enjoy it. I understand about the repetetion part, just want to show any of the acts before i did any time skip you know. I like the idea about the taste of cum, although i also like the idea of Astrid learning to love it anyway haha. So it might have to be a cointoss , the stopping her masturbating is a good idea that might be used. Now the dragon thing im not to sure on, not to sure on writing it but i also dont think Mildew would want another 'living' cock penetrating her...unless it was against his will. But maybe as humilation and punishment she could be forced to use her hand or mouth.
Lunarsilver-Thank you for all your reveiws. Your last one , i think is a little further into the story if it goes that way. Remember i said slow burn , plus Astrid need's more time to be broken. Do hope you like the next chapter after this though;)
UncleFester84- thank your for your reveiw, i like your idea's after all at the moment theyll stay on Berk. But there will be a point Mildew will want more alone time, so hang on for it.Plus the prolonged nudity makes sense , especially as she's inexpereinced.
anyhow onto the short chapter ... see you at the next one real soon , plus check the bottom for some bullent points:)

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Chapter five
An old man’s lustful dream
Mildew walked out of the cove, trying to breath steadily, the old man wasn’t sure there was much blood pumping around his body. Most of it he assumed was currently in his lower region, his cock painfully hard.
He could taste her on his lips, in his mouth, the taste of Astrid Hofferson was something no man could ever give up. He had seen her body today, but his dreams and imagination of what she would look like under her cloths paled in comparison to the real thing. She was a goddess, Freyja reincarnated …. And she was his.
Her sweet, sweet cunt juices where something the old man could live on, he would savour her nectar again soon, that was for sure. But with his plan in place, he knew it would be a few days, unless she surprised him that he would have alone time with her once more. Something that made him agitated so say the least.
Needing to get home, needing to relieve himself, the old man moved as fast as his old bones could carry him through the back routes of Berk.
Meanwhile at the cove…
It felt like de ja vu , her abuser leaving her feel dirty, degraded and alone as she sat back against the hard rock of the cove’s cliffside. But this was different, in fact this was worse, the blonde probably would have preferred having her mouth used again instead of what had transpired, even if the very thought nauseated her.
Astrid had experienced her first climax, her body had hit the highest point of pleasure it ever had … and it had been against her will, and it hadn’t been with Hiccup …. It had been with someone who had used her body as some toy, someone she hadn’t even seen face to face.
The man’s words rung in her head …whores like being used. but Astrid pushed the thought away, tried to make herself believe there was another reason. Maybe his magic had been working another way?
Almost on auto pilot, the girl stared off into space lost in her own thoughts as she grabbed her discarded breast bindings from the floor and began re applying them. She barely noticed how sore her teen breast’s felt at her movements, the man’s hands having grabbed her roughly, instead all she could do was wallow in her humiliation, guilt and embarrassment. The fearless Astrid Hofferson defeated once more, and all because what, some psycho with too much magic found her attractive.
Once her bindings where in place, she grabbed her tunic, pulling it over her head before grabbing her amour shoulder plates. Her thought’s wandering as she did, the blonde now came to the conclusion, that there was little doubt this bastard who had been tormenting her was from Berk.
He knew too much, knew her routine to well and the fact he had chosen this place meant he knew Hiccup enough too. Now dressed, but still seated on the grass, the blonde looked around the area that had once been nothing but happiness. But all she could see now was that Loki spawn’s helmeted face staring at her, the dull green eye’s making her shudder.
She wanted to stand up and leave, but her body felt tired, and much to her horror she could feel the incredibly damp spot between her legs, soaking the crotch of her blue tight’s. The feeling goading her, reminding her of what had happened, reminding her of her bodies betrayal.
Leaning her head back against the cliffside, she tried to push away all the emotions that where plaguing her. Knowing she was alone though, knowing she needed it … Astrid did something she very rarely ever did, she let it all out and began to cry.
Mildew’s hut….
Opening the door to his Hut in a rush, mildew quickly threw his helmet, cloak and gloves to the floor. Staring at his sheep fungus who was currently sitting in the corner, he merely pointed to the door indicating to the animal he wanted him out.
Once he was gone, the old Viking walked to his hard-wooden bed. Lying down on his back, he shrugged his dirty brown trousers off before freeing his large old cock from its confines. He wasted no time gripping it, before the old pervert began pumping it hard, breathing heavy as his body begged for release. His mind thinking off Astrid, of her goddess like body. His thoughts ultimately showing the man his dream, his upmost desires for him and Astrid.
" Do you want this Astrid?" Mildew growled, sitting at the edge of his bed, trousers around his ankles, cock standing to attention as he looked on at the blonde beauty staring at him, standing in front of him. He saw lust, need, desire in her blue eyes as she gazed his old cock.
“I just want to please you Mildew, my chief…” The teen whispered as she kicked off her fur boots. “I just want to make you feel pleasure , to serve you like I should….”
Watching in anticipation, he eyed her lustfully as she slipped her tunic over her head next, no breast bindings to speak of as her perky fully breasts appeared. Her nipples hard and erect as she continued to stare at his throbbing member. Unlike Mildew’s other fantasies, her breasts were now from memory and not imagination.
“These belong to you my chief…” Astrid said, caressing her breasts enticingly, pulling at her hard nubs as she did. Groaning with each movement.
Mildew couldn’t take her eyes of the goddess as she played with her mound’s before letting them go, her hand’s slipping to her skull belt next as she undid it, dropping it to the floor. She didn’t waste any time before her studded skirt was on the floor, her hand’s then pulling at her blue tights’ next.
“Yes...” Mildew growled as Astrid pulled down the last piece of her clothing slowly, revealing her toned leg’s and stunning pussy. The thin fair hair framing her succulent cunt lips pulling the old man’s gaze in.
Standing there nude, Astrid reached down with one hand, finger’s slowly sliding up and down her outer lips of her already soaking cunt.
“You’re a whore aren’t you… you little slut.” Mildew said, smirking, his underbite showing his few remaining yellow gaped teeth. The reply he received really proving it was nothing more than an old perverts dirty fantasy.
“Only for you Mildew… I’m your whore … and only yours, my ass, my cunt, my mouth, I just want to please you..”
Leaning back onto the hard-wooden crated bed, Mildew craned his next up slightly, gripping his cock in hand as he looked at the blonde.
“Ride me my Viking princess..”
Astrid didn’t hesitate as she walked forward, climbing onto the bed, her leg’s either side of Mildew’s old withered form, her engaging pussy hovering above his raging hard on. Not wasting a second, she gripped the cock beneath her in her hand, before sitting down on Mildew’s throbbing member. Moaning loudly in pleasure as the large cock stretched her tight, wet slit.
This was where the old man’s imagination had to come into play, as his lustful thoughts showed her beginning to ride him, moaning, grunting and groaning from the pair as their skin slapped together. Mildew could only envision how tight should would be, how wet, how hot she would be around his cock.
“You feel so good inside me……Thor don’t stop fucking me…. Please fill me up with your cum….. Please don’t stop Mildew”
The lustful fantasy was all too much for the old man as he pumped at his member, it not taking longer before he came hard at the thought.
When he calmed down, his breathing still hard, the old man knew he didn’t think he could last much longer before he took Astrid properly. While yes, he had a plan, he knew there was only so much he could take before he gave in and buried himself inside her.
Back at The cove….
The sun had now risen as morning came, as it did Astrid put her annoyed face on as she began walking out of the cove, the face that meant leave me alone otherwise an axe to the head was the least of your worries. She had cried, let everything out and knew her eyes were puffy, and she most probably looked a mess, but it had helped slightly.
Travelling back to her home, the shield maiden had one goal, get to her house, get washed and get changed, all the while avoiding everyone she could. After wards, get on Stormfly and get the Hel out of dodge for a while. The thought of seeing Hiccup plagued her mind, her hand’s subconsciously reaching for her lips…. How could she even kiss his mouth, when only an hour at most ago the dirty tongue of her abuser had been wrestling with her own.
The dampness between her leg’s making each stride a painful reminder, as the axe wielding Viking finally reached the village of Berk. Luckily, she couldn’t see many people, and the ones she could, she wouldn’t spend her time talking to much anyhow. That was until she heard a voice she didn’t want to hear coming from behind her, the annoying, simple minded Snotlout Jorgensson. Admittedly she had grown closer to him since the teens had become dragon rider’s, instead of physically hurting him for his lame flirting attempts, she now just gave him a sarcastic eye roll. But right now, with everything that was happening, she most definitely didn’t want to speak to him.
“Hey babe.”
Turning towards him, her jaw clenched, she was surprised to see beside the short bulky Viking was the other blonde female Viking of the group Ruffnut Thorsten, especially this early.
“What do you want Snotlout…”
While usually Ruffnut would speak up saying something stupid, much like her twin, she seemed to take notice of Astrid’s red eye’s and dishevelled appearance. And while she didn’t like to show much care, she did see Astrid as a friend.
“Astrid, are you alright?” Ruffnut asked softly, eyeing up the blonde in front of her with worry. “Have you been crying?”
Astrid felt touched by Ruff’s surprisingly caring tone, but the feeling went away as soon as Snotlout began talking again.
“Crying? Astrid?” Snotlout said, laughing at the thought, not taking in how Astrid looked. His expression then changed in a smug grin as he began tensing up his large muscles.
“Maybe she’s just upset because she settled for a fishbone when she could have had all of this.”
She didn’t hold back this time, not after everything that had been going on, she couldn’t listen to this asshole’s annoying words. Astrid slowly approached the teen, and when he finally looked at her, she didn’t hesitate in socking him straight in the mouth, leaving a surprised Ruffnut , although a smirk had formed at Astrid’s action . And a knocked out Snotlout…
With everything that had happened to her, Astrid couldn’t help but think as she walked away, Thor did that feel good. It would have only felt better had it been had it had been the man in disguise she had punched, but with that being out of the question, Snotlout was the next best option.
Later that day….
Rubbing the sweat from her brow, Astrid hammered the nail she had into the piece of wood the she was using to repair one of the villager’s homes. Apparently, a couple of Gronkle dragons had gotten into a disagreement, and while fighting it out had smashed into the side of mrs Jensen home. An older Viking, widowed at that, so being the helpful, fellow tribeswoman Astrid had agreed to help fix it.
In truth though it had been a way to try block out her thought’s, at first, after she had washed vigorously, she had tried to sleep a little bit but couldn’t, her mind still on what had transpired that morning. Then not wanting people to come looking for her thinking something was wrong (Hiccup), she had forced herself up and out, at first, with no dragon duty’s she had thought about taking Stormfly flying. But then she knew, being in the sky alone with her own thoughts wasn’t what she wanted…. Definitely not.
So, when she had seen Mrs Jensen in need, she had jumped at the chance at having to do something productive that could stop her thought’s. But it hadn’t helped, as almost robotically she hammered away her mind on other thing’s.
I hated it … and yet that bastard gave me my first climax…. Im not a whore…..it must have been his magic …..there has to be a way to get free?.... oh Thor he told me to come back the next morning at the same time….How am I going to stop myself from getting up and going against my will?
She was brought out of her thought’s though when she heard a familiar nasally voice from behind , catching her by surprise.
“Good afternoon milady….”
Usually the best greeting in the world, this time, it only made her feel even more guilty as she turned to face to Auburn haired heir of Berk, who was dressed in his black flight suit.
“Hey babe.” Astrid greeted, trying to sound enthusiastic but knew it come across slightly false. When she took in his concerned face she took a guess at what he was about to say next. She didn’t help herself when she flinched slightly as the teen took her hand into his.
“Ruff spoke to me Astrid, said she saw you this morning and you look like you had been crying. You also apparently, floored Snotlout, no doubt he deserved it but you haven’t done that in a while so…”
The caring green eyes sent a shiver down her spine, but a good one, unlike the dull green ones of her rapist. But once more she knew she had to lie to him, had to make something up as her mouth seemed unable to tell him the truth. Lying to Hiccup wasn’t something she could bare, but it was the only option. Thinking quick the blue-eyed shield maiden made something up on the spot, even if it was slightly embarrassing.
“It’s my time Hiccup…” Astrid whispered, looking around making sure no one else was listening. Although when she looked back at the boy, she realised he wasn’t even following what she meant. “Hiccup, it’s my time … of the month….”
It took a few moments before she watched his eyes light up in recognition, if she didn’t feel so bad right at this moment she probably would of giggled at the stupid look on his face.
“Oh … oh I see.” Hiccup stumbled his reply out, nodding his head dumbly.
Astrid sighed, shaking her head her golden braided locks shaking as she did.
“I get cramp’s and feel generally moodier okay, I had gone to get fresh air this morning and yes the pain had brought on a few tear’s alright, I would rather not talk about it, it’s why I am helping out here, keeps my mind of the pain…”
Hiccup squeezed her hand at her words in support, causing a pang of nausea to hit her as the guilt just built and built.
“I obviously don’t understand what it’s like, but you know I’m here for you if you need me, or just want to vent in anger…”
Reaching forward he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, the blonde for once happy he didn’t kiss her mouth… not after the betrayal earlier. The two were brought out of there moment though when they heard shouting across from them, a familiar voice making the two teens want to facepalm. As like clockwork, the voice of Mildew rang true, the old man doing his usual act of complaining about the dragons to Stoic.
“I’m telling you Stoic the dragons are vermin, eating my cabbages and scaring my sheep fungus.”
Mildew to the people of Berk was nothing but a nuisance, the resident complainer and the only man who seemed to be stuck in the past about the dragon’s, still believing them to be enemy’s.
Astrid turned to look at the man across the village who was currently moaning to the chief. The old, ugly Viking disgusted her more than anyone she had ever met, well apart from her unwanted visitor, not to mention the old bastard always creeped her out. He was the most hated men on Berk and for good reason …. Little did Astrid know though, it was only hour’s ago that man had his hand’s all over her body, his tongue inside her mouth… not to mention her tight teen cunt.
Later that night….
Tossing and turning in her sleep, Astrid’s mind couldn’t get off the thought that she was going to have to experience another morning down at the cove. She had exhausted herself through the day, hoping she could get any resemblance of sleep, but all she could do was imagine the sick thing’s that could be planned for her in the morning.
Dread filled her stomach, mixed with a feeling she chose to ignore as eventually in the early hours of the morning she dropped off into a restless sleep.
The cove morning….
Mildew watched from the shadows and waited, hoping Astrid would turn up of her own accord even if it was a long shot. As the time past and the sun rose, he knew she wasn’t coming, he wasn’t stupid and knew it was far too early into his plan to expect a different outcome but it still got the old pervert down.
What it did mean though, was come tomorrow morning, Astrid Hofferson was going to be punished like the disobedient teen she was, and there was no way he wasn’t going to get a reward at the end of it himself.
Smirking at the thought, he then left the cove and headed back to his hut in Berk. His hand once more would have to do.
Astrid’s home…
She awoke to the sound of shouting Viking’s outside, mixed in with the noise of clanging metal and the feeling of the sun on her face. Stretching her aching body slightly, Astrid yawned, before rubbing the sleep out of her eye’s.
Sitting up in bed, she run a hand through her upbraided golden hair, her mouth slightly parched as she thought through the thing’s she would be doing today. Maybe a flight with Stormfly? Maybe Hiccup aswell? Followed by a class down at the dragon academy she was due to teach…
Until like an axe to the head it hit her… what she had been so worried about hadn’t come to happen. It was morning, late morning in fact, the sun was high in the sky and by the sounds of it people where already starting work around the village.
Had his magic worn off, was his control over her gone? For the first time since that morning she had been forced to suck the masked man off a sense of happiness and hope washed over her. She wasn’t stupid, something could still happen but his order’s hadn’t come to fruition, she hadn’t woken up, she hadn’t headed to the cove….. a small thought came into her head…could her nightmare be over?
Little did she know that was far from the case….
A/N Hope while it wasnt what you lot probably wanted it was atleast well written. Again always looking for idea's etc Here's a few bullet point teasers for Training at the cove part 2.
. Astrid realising her nightmare isnt over just yet after enjoying her day of 'freedom'.
.Astrid swears not to break, even as she's humilated.
.Mildew gives a proposition that is win , win for him.
.Much to the old man's annoyance his pet is once more snatched away from Berk.
.Mildew goes a little more personal
.After a heated moment.... just why is Astrid left slightly dissapointed?
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