Tortured Freddy Novels & Stories

He fought it because sleep felt unsafe, but his body was tired, and soon the room blurred. The burning woke him. At first, it was only heat under his ribs. Then it spread fast, sharp and deep. Lucas curled on the bed and pressed his fist against his mouth, trying not to cry out. The pain grew worse. It felt like the thing inside him was punishing him for trying to understand it. The door opened. Adrian entered so quickly that Lucas knew he had been watching. “Lucas.” His voice sounded different. Not cold. Not calm. Lucas tried to answer, but the pain swallowed the words. Adrian came to the bed and reached for him, his hand stopping for one short second before it touched Lucas’s shoulder.

★★★★★ DARK VIPERS~TORTURE ROOM* Lucifer walked into the room to see Venom, Blaze and Onyx in the torture room facing a cold blooded Fredrick who was tied to a pole. "He refused Don!" Onyx blurted and Lucifer's eyes narrowed facing Fredrick. "Unclad him!" He demanded and they nodded. "Yes Don!" A minutes later, Fredrick went naked as he was uncladed by the Vipers. His face was down casted as he raised it up slowly to meet Lucifer's gaze on him.

Just like the pro in licking pussy that he is, Frederick licked my stress away, sucking and working his tongue in and out of my honeypot. “You care if Tommy gets a ride?.'’ he asked, standing up. “Tell Tommy to be fast about it.” i said breathing heavily, my eyes also turned to look at the door. Frederick opened his zipper after freeing his belt and there was Tommy. Stretched out, perfect red head with beautiful veins all over him. “Arrgh... Fuck!... Shit...” i moaned, trying to keep my voice as low as possible. I thought Tommy was doing a good job, until Frederick raised my two legs with his arm, drawing me a lit forward and then intensified his thrusts.

For once his weird decisions had helped. "Just hold on. I'll get you out of there." Freddy said and jumped into action. He got out a knife and started cutting up the net till he had made a big enough space for me to come out then he removed the ropes in my mouth and untied me. I immediately hugged him. "I never thought I'd be this happy to see you again my friend." I said. "I'm happy to see you too." He said. We parted from the hug and I spoke first.

Raymond growled at me, pushing me aside roughly to face Freddie again. "You must think you are untouchable, don't you?" Ray asked him, punching him one more time and pushing him to the car again. this time I saw him focused on Freddie and I realized that he wanted to confirm if Freddie has a wolf that he is hiding from us. but we didn't hear that sound from him again, we just saw him hit the car and scream in pain, begging Raymond for mercy.

She was still kneeling, still trapped with that metal device wrapped around her wrists, whatever devilish thing he had put there ticking softly like death whispering patiently in the room. Tick. Tick. Tick. I closed my eyes tightly as I took one heavy breath, then another. And with every ounce of dignity tearing apart inside me, I slowly lowered myself down until both knees touched the cold marble floor. The chill shot through my bones. Freddy smiled immediately, a long satisfied smile filled with cruel pleasure, and slowly walked toward me until he stood directly over me, looking down with the smugness of a king finally reclaiming his throne.

He demanded, but I frowned and took a step closer to him. “You have to let him go. You are going to kill him if you continue torturing him,” I pleaded desperately. I knew Clinton was the only child of his parents, and with the way things were going, Sir Frederick might end up taking his life, and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be the reason for anyone’s death. Sir Fredrick gave out a bitter laugh. “Is that how you say thank you?” He raised a brow at me, and I frowned. “I didn’t ask you to torture him, did I?” Gosh, I sounded like an ungrateful brat.

The vial slipped from my fingers, its contents swirling around Freya like a malevolent mist, seeping into her very being. As the darkness engulfed her, Freya's Features contorted in pain, her body convulsing. I reveled in her suffering, the sweet taste of vengeance mingling with the acrid scent of fear. She thrashed on the bed, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. I was the conductor of her torment, orchestrating the symphony of her downfall.

Somehow, Freddy wasn’t that angry, he laughed quietly, it wasn’t a joyous laugh, from the look in his eyes, it was pure evil laughter. “You’re really a strong one for being conscious after receiving Hatake’s nab, it was meant to take you out instantly, but I’m happy you’re still conscious to hear me,” Freddy started, he took out another marijuana from his inner jacket pocket and lighted it up before he continued.

There, in Frederick's messy handwriting, I could read the new threat he was making: "Hannah, you bitch, pay attention, you got me locked up again and I want to beat you to death for it, but I'm willing to let it go because I'm a superior man and very generous. So, you slut, you're going to the police station and you're going to change your statement, you're going to say I never hit you and that you made all this up because you're bitter that I broke up with you and you're going to say it was that shitty little friend of yours who planted those drugs on me. And do what I'm telling you quickly, because I don't have much patience, you know, but I have many friends on the street and they're all