Tortured Freddy Novels & Stories

" Slap!!!" Without any warning another loud slap echoed in the cell but this time it was not Jack, it was Freddie. "Hmm!! you call me bitch, let me show you how bitches are like" saying this she clapped her hands. A large tank with boiling water was delivered into the cell. She signaled two strong build men who were known as top mercineries to throw them into the tank. Water was so hot that it can burn a person within seconds. First Jack and Freddie thought she will not kill them because she must want some clues from them.

She moved to Igor's cage and squatted next to it while Igor was still grunting in pain. *.* When Oscar got to the toilet, he began to pee as Freddy waited outside for him. When he finished, he brought out the pocket knife and began to stare at it. "Should I do it?" He thought as he was having a double mind. "Get the hell out of there Moron! I ain't gonna drink your damn pee." Freddy barked from outside the toilet. "That's it! I am murdering that bastard!" He sighed and took a deep breath. He slowly opened the door without making a sound as he saw Freddy, back facing the toilet. He could see that Freddy was picking his nose. He quickly took out the knife and stabbed the back of his head. It p

“Life’s a bitch, ain’t it, Your Highness?” ***** Freya was beyond furious. She wanted nothing more than to rip apart the men who hurt Alisa, but she could not move. She lay there on the floor as her charge was tortured and dragged away, helpless and useless and burning with rage. She couldn’t make a sound. She couldn’t even move a finger.

I stab her on her back again. "Should I stop?" I asked her. "Y-yes... p-please...." She whispers pathetically. I smirk. * * * Jason 💚 I know Fred is wicked but I haven't seen him actually torture someone. Seeing this now just makes me thank my stars that he forgave me. He look like a real beast now, he doesn't seem like the Fred that is so sweet and loveable. He releases a dry laugh. "You want me to stop. Why should I when my wife is fighting for her dear life?"

And if he did, God help whoever stood in his way! “We don’t say anything. I get rid of Valerie and it’s all done. Simple. The bitch deserves to burn in Dark Woods. Even burning is a smooth way to die. I have to cut every finger from her hands, and then break every single bone in her. One by one. If she passes out from pain and shock, I will put her in a tub of ice, let her freeze until she is blue and frosted….” “Guys…” A soft muffled voice followed by a small knock sounded on the door.

Freddy sneers, "Are you going to kneel down and beg me to spare him?" I frown and say, "When you die, I will consider whether to kneel to you or not." Freddy's muscles tense up. he grits his teeth and shouts angrily, "Believe it or not, I will immediately have his fingers chopped off?!" I say, "Chop him up. If you do not chop him up, you are a liar." Freddy is speechless. I say, "Last time he told me that the woman he loves the most is me, but tonight he is fooling around with my sister. If you chop off his finger, how about I light a cigarette for you?"

My blood ran cold. “No!” Cora screamed, scrambling towards me on the hard asphalt concrete. Even in the meagre light of the dark night, I could see the dark blood in her mouth. My heart was in pieces. And I was so enraged that at that moment, where it seemed like we would both be dead the next second, I could literally strangle Freya to fucking death if she was standing right in front of me. “Shut up, bitch!” One thug yelled down at Cora who was still trying to get to me. The second woman cursed, “Let’s just fucking kill them right now. We've tortured the bitch enough-”

With their heads bowed low, they stumbled over to us. Freeda was the last to emerge. Her hair was matted with blood, and her face was a mangled mess of wounds. If I hadn't looked closely, I wouldn't have recognized her. Vahn rushed forward, pulling her into his arms. He stripped off his jacket and wrapped it around her. "Vahn…" Freeda sobbed. "Did you do this?" Vahn's eyes burned red with fury as he glared at Layla. "Why did you torture her like this?"

The more the merrier, after all. Benny was handsome and silver-tongued. In just a few words, he had Rita completely charmed. But I felt deeply uncomfortable and thoroughly disgusted. From the moment he walked in, he'd been slinging mud at me. That little speech just now sounded like an explanation and an apology, but really, it just reinforced the whole "freeloader" and "burden" labels all over again.

"Ooh, this is fun!" Casey looked at the screen and started laughing too. He pointed at one of the IDs. "Look at this one, total kid. Curse them out a few extra times!" "You don't have to tell me!" Linda laughed and unleashed another barrage of slurs. The two of them were chatting and laughing, like they were playing some fun little game—tearing apart everything I'd built. I watched the screen, tears pouring down my face. The friend I'd treasured most and the man I'd loved—doing this to me.