FREAKY FREDDY - Diamond A. Jones (reading in the dark .txt) 📗

My name is Mindy, taken by surprise, my strength is failing me. His forces are pulling me with every swift wind. I can't help but love him for who he is, his name is Freddy and he pleases my every need. I wake up every morning, brush my teeth, comb my long silky hair, and wash my bare body. I can't forget the knives that he gave me when we were fighting in our playroom. What is this? Well, whatever it is it deserves a fight, it is now the afternoon and it's time for my lunch. Freddy says, "Hey, I brought your lunch that you left back in the kitchen at your place, we got some more techniques to learn today." His arms are so big and strong I can't help but stare and take a dose of his medicine. I reply, "Hey, last night was fun, ready for another round?" He looks at me with his glistening eyes and slowly maneuvers my body. "Be right back let me go get the knives," He says. As I stay in the technique stance he comes back and hands me the knives, as I get closer to him, my lips almost touch his, and we laugh with joy and happiness. What has Freddy done to me? I caress his body as we finish practice and he slowly turns and looks me directly in my eyes. Freddy asks, "So, Mindy are you going to tip me?" I couldn't help but stare and he laughs. I laugh back, "Oh yeah, how much is it for another one-on-one session with you?" He replies, "Just tip me tonight if you know what I mean." He keeps me smiling no matter the circumstances, I just came back from visiting my family and he can't get rid of me.

He gets closer to me and tickles me like crazy with some feathers, I am distracted by his lack of professionalism, but aroused by his playful demeanor. He calls me by my name as he pulls my long rapunzel hair and twirls me around while I am not bare, but almost there. I stop him soon enough as the music is getting more soothing and massage his back as we dance the night away. My mini skirt and my custom bra is just the right outfit for this night. He is wearing nothing but some shorts and that is just enough to help us get through the night. "Wait, stop, I can't do this." He responds, "Yes, you can do this. Mindy, we've made it this far." I can't help but listen to him and kiss his soft lips. Freddy says, "You kissed me." I kissed him again and he kisses me back while squeezing my bare ass. I kissed him again and this time he used his tongue to kiss me back and we kissed for a very long time. He slowly started taking off my bralette and once he saw my breasts he realized he needed to stop himself. We were standing right in his studio where we practice every day for women's defense, but we were heated at the moment. I mean it makes sense we've already slept together once, so we just got a little too comfortable and stuck into the moment. He says, "I am sorry, this has gotten out of hand." I replied, "No, it's okay, we needed this." I grab the knives from off the floor and hold them close to his throat. He twitches his neck and small drips of blood start pouring from his thin skin. He steps back and asks, "What are you doing?" My response is, "A self-defense block." Freddy replies, "Oh sexy, who taught you that move?" I reply, "I taught myself that one." He laughs and says, "Be careful with that move, you almost slit my throat." 

I used up all my energy, so I laid back in this comfy hammock in our studio to relax my tired and sweaty body. I fall asleep and start dreaming about Freddy and me with the life I always wanted with him, a life full of love, partying, drinking, sex, and a happily ever after, let me not forget with babies to make one happy family.

This dream has gotten even better, Freddy and I are dancing in our bedroom with red and black furniture and a stripper pole in the middle. I am naked and swinging on the pole with my platform heels. He gets close to me and grabs me by my hand as I step back away from the pole and he walks me to our California king-size bed as he handcuffs me to the bed. Before you know it, I wake up to him shoving me out of this lovely dream. "Wake up Mindy, are you okay." I reply, "No, you just woke me up." He responds, "You've been sleeping for a long time." I yawn and reply, "All of the techniques got me exhausted."

I walk to the fitting room and put on something sexier, that's nothing but a knee-length t-shirt, no panties, and no bra, as I walk back out to the floor. Freddy rolls a huge whiteboard to the front of the studio and grabs a marker and writes, follow my lead. "Today, you will follow my lead, everything I say you will do and everything I don't say you don't do." I reply, "Sounds fun." Freddy has on his underwear, we can't wear much because, that's the only way he believes we can truly face our fears, from getting stabbed in the back. This man is dangerous, but yet he still blows my mind. "This time we will also be blindfolded." I reply, "No way." Tears are shedding down my face as I fear the death of me is standing right in front of me, my director, Freddy. He walks behind me and places the blindfold over my eyes as I tremble in fear. I feel something tingling in my body as his wet tongue is drizzling on my neck. It's hard not to move, and when I move he smacks my cheeks and I jump even more. "You see, this is what fear feels like." I couldn't hold it, piss starts dripping down my legs and he laughs right in my face, then I finally take off the blindfold as he is handing me some cleaning spray and paper towels, to wipe up my mess. I yell at him, "Freddy you made me piss myself!" He responds, "How did I know you had to go to the bathroom?" I reply, "I don't know, but the knives scare me, I thought I was about to die." He replies, "Well you must know what fear feels like, before learning extreme defense moves while barely clothed." I laugh and walk to the bathroom to throw the dirty towels in the hamper. I hop in the shower and wash my body, then Freddy opens the door. "Yes Freddy, I am taking a shower I will be out in a bit." He walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. "Are you really taking a shower in my bathroom?" I reply, "Yes, I have access to the bathroom just like you." He replies, "I live here." I respond, "Why did you never tell me this, I had no idea, so where do you sleep?" Freddy responds, "I will show you after you get out." He walks out of the bathroom and I start singing. I am thrilled to know that I am taking a shower where Freddy lives and he is going to show me his bedroom that may soon become ours as well."

When I think of Freddy the first thought that comes to mind, is that he is trying to impress me. He has his reasons, we enter a room that I have never entered before. This room looks like a room for a bachelor. The heavy door slams shut and I am trapped inside of this room with Freddy. Right now, he is wearing nothing, but his robe. "I was about to leave to go home, but I couldn't miss the tour. Are you trying to impress me?" Freddy replies, "Impress? I guess you can say that. Do you think you could stay here with me for the night?" The words could barely come out of my mouth, I was so shocked that he would even ask. "Of course, I can stay for one night." He pulls me close to him tightly and sniffs my hair, I am frozen in fear and uncertainty about what is going on. I am in the studio with my director who supposedly teaches me about self-defense, but now he has me trapped in this room that I never knew about, that he custom built into our studio that we perform at together. Plus, he already scared the piss out of me earlier. This day can't get any worst, but I guess this is the moment I have been waiting for, that I don't think I want anymore. He grabs my arms and I step back, as he is attempting to walk me to his bed. He attempts to undress me as I lay there in complete shock and fear, those knives, they are right beside me on the bed, I am not prepared for this. He starts kissing me everywhere from my feet to my lips. I gasp out of misery and slowly glances at the knives. He picks the knife up and points it at my stomach, and cuts me. I scream in disbelief and tears roll down my face.