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XVIII PUNISHMENT: LAST PART

Freddy Krueger Survivor x Herman Carter Killer fic

Heavy footsteps awaken Freddy who was sleeping more soundly than ever under the stretcher in the room. When he opened his eyes he could see that the room was already brightly lit, which at least slightly indicated that it was daytime. He missed very much being able to see again, like a blind person seeing for the first time. He remembered that last night he told the Doctor all about his past, he felt like a sinner confessing his sins before a priest...But he felt somewhat reassured. He had never told another person about his little sister and his sick carnal desires for her. At the same time a strange obsession to take care of someone, as it happened with Nancy. He did the same with her as he did with his sister. He remembers once sitting her on his lap and feeding her breakfast in her mouth as a means of play. Little Nancy laughed along with the gardener, who also looked at her with genuine love. He felt complete and full with her, as if all past suffering had vanished. He would see his little sister sitting on his lap...The same smile, the same spiritual glow and the same scent he always loved to smell when he bathed or when he took her out for a walk. Freddy remembered that he held her so tenderly that she let out a purr. Little Nancy, invaded by such an explosion of affection, simply let herself be hugged by the man who no one really knew how damaged he was.

The small hatch of the door opens and a tray appears, with an aroma that caught the patient's attention. The heavy footsteps move away from the door and Freddy curiously approaches the tray and observes that it was a lunch... It was no longer a bread with something and milk, but it was a hearty lunch which gave off an aroma that captivated him. It seemed to be rice with vegetables, a sauce and juicy meat. Freddy swallowed, took a fork and took a bite and put it in his mouth. The taste was exquisite. He remembered when he had hearty meals despite living in the basement of a daycare center. Freddy eats happily, even though he was afraid he was grateful to the Doctor for giving him tasty meals in this place...It was one of the few good things about being there. 
The Doctor for the first time leaves the Institute outside of the rituals. Slowly he walks to another realm and that was Springwood. The Entity opened the way for him, he didn't really care as long as Herman kept his promise in two months time. He still haunted by that commitment...He hated feeling pressured like that. He didn't see himself being able to procreate with another killer, nor did he know how to go about it so that the other person would agree to it. Damn it, he felt like he was drowning in a pool with this. But there was still time left, he had enough time to come up with a plan that could accomplish the Entity's request... For now he had to worry about her patient and her mental health. 

Herman arrives in Springwood and everything is so...ordinary? Normal? Certainly totally different from his dark and macabre Institute, where everything that had happened in that place was known for sure. Instead, this place looked so normal and healthy... Like a typical city street where everything was normal: streets, houses, garbage, a huge kindergarten, cars and an ambulance in the middle of the street. None of this was peculiar to the Doctor really. But the real background of it all was impressive. Herman looks up at the roof and notices the huge daycare sign, the letters designed with wooden cubes. This seemed strangely more detailed than the rest of the stuff in his realm. That and the now nearly dried flowers with no owner to care for them. Herman sighed softly and decided to enter the dark nursery. Herman took a closer look at the details of it...Lots of children's drawings hanging on the walls, drawings of all kinds. The interesting one was some of some children holding hands with an adult and this adult had a hat on his head...Surely it was Freddy who was holding hands with those children. Another drawing was clearly Freddy, with a happy face, his hat and something that looked like a gardening rake. You could tell that first of all those kids really loved him, enough to draw pictures of him. Quickly the Doctor removes those drawings and collects them one by one in his hand. Perhaps twenty colorful drawings of these children showing him their appreciation through art. All this would have been normal if it hadn't been for the ''little problem'' Freddy had until he couldn't hide it anymore. It was obvious that these kids loved him so much that they would have done whatever Freddy asked of them and this only made the Doctor's stomach churn slightly. He imagined every possible scenario, at the moment cursing his own mind. He went down the stairs until he reached Freddy's ''special lair'' and began to look everywhere for something useful apart from the drawings. He noticed that there was a bed and in front of it was a dusty mattress...Freddy preferred to sleep on it than on the bed and he didn't really understand why.  
 Herman noticed that there were some drawings also hanging on the wall where the mattress was. They were mostly flowers and rainbows, but he wondered why he would have them hanging there. He quickly got his answer when he meticulously checked that place and lifting up the mattress, there were two drawings where it was clearly him. These were different, they were very well hidden and he wouldn't have seen them if he hadn't deigned to check the place thoroughly. were they drawings of that Nancy girl? It made sense, since he had kept them as if they were a treasure. Well cared for even...He also takes the drawings and puts them together with the ones he had already torn off the walls. This time he checks the various pieces of furniture in the basement and the boxes that were in the place. Everything was full of dust and ashes, as if they had been in storage for decades. Some things even had mold from the humidity...He picks up one of the boxes and looks at what was inside: there were very small children's clothes. It was in bad shape, but she could see that it was a striped shirt, as well as some dresses and small items. There were bracelets, earrings, ponytails and even socks. How did Freddy manage to get all these things? Hadn't anyone noticed that someone was stealing them? It was too strange really...
He continued searching the place, noticing that there was a hole in the wall, relatively small so he managed to get in with difficulty. In the rituals always appeared some skulls, candles, bones and a drawing. Outside them, there was another strange room, full of huge drawings with red dye on the walls. The Doctor assumes that this place was really Freddy's special ''lair'', where he took the children to abuse them. There were many things in there...I had never seen his hideout so closely, it looked like the strange room of a madman. On a table were several prototypes for his claw glove and...boxes. Several boxes containing more old clothes, though this time adult ones. Garden items, children's toys and among those things, Herman stares at some smaller boxes similar to a shoe box. Very similar to his black box and he gulps at what might be in there...He had a bad feeling about it. He blows the boxes to remove the dust and slowly opens them. He adjusts his mechanical eyes to get a better look and notices that there are also photographs. Hundreds of them, but perfectly arranged. On each of them was the date when they were taken and a slight context of those photographs. On the back of the box is a name...Quentin Smith. The Doctor knows that this boy came along with him into this hellhole and he didn't think to find pictures of him as a child. He stopped dead in his tracks when he found a picture of him shirtless in that same lair...He really didn't want to see any more of this shit. He sifts through the boxes and they all have different names and they all have a specific order. But...From Nancy besides the black box there would be many more. All kinds that the Doctor really preferred not to remember. 

How insane was he to have different boxes of his ''children'' but to describe, list and order each photograph by child? Herman felt a slight churning in his stomach and was trying to keep his composure in spite of everything. After going through his deepest hiding place, he decides to take all his things and put them in one of the big boxes Nightmare had and walk slowly and with a bit of disgust to his high school. He still had one of the last jobs to do to mold him completely...
The hours passed and Freddy, even though he had regained his vision, felt more alone than ever. He felt stupid, he felt pitiful. He sat on the stretcher and fiddled around moving his legs that could not touch the floor, he covered himself with the thick blanket and imagined it was his warm basement next to the drawings that had been made for him with so much love. He remembered his most comfortable moments and although most of the time he slept on a dirty and dusty mattress, it was HIS comfortable place where he remained in silence without disturbing anyone. Drawings and photographs were his greatest company. The best memories he had left of what was the peak of his happiness. All the children he innocently played with, all the children who slept next to him on his lap. So much love he gave and received... How could he regret that? So many innocent, delicate, soft angels. Now Freddy was constantly looking at the door, trying to listen with his ears for any noise out of the ordinary: he wanted to hear if the Doctor was coming towards him. Under normal circumstances Freddy would have least wanted Herman to come to him, but now... All he wanted was for him to come to have a presence other than his own. He longed for him just as much as he longed for Monday to see his young offspring. 
Nothing, not a sound was heard and Freddy, although he tried, was beginning to lose his patience. He looked at his hands, imagined that in his right hand he had his beloved clawed glove and remembered the sound it made as it rubbed against the metal. He always made that sound because he liked it and it relaxed him. While Freddy had a very calm personality, he also had some nervous behaviors. He would move his legs involuntarily, suck his thumb, bite his nails, pace back and forth, or play with his clawed glove. He would also constantly rake the dirt in the yard as a barrier to ease his mind from the guilt of what he had done. More than once at daycare he was asked if he was okay, to which he would reply that he just felt a little sick. He was afraid, he was afraid they would find out, he was afraid they would know he had touched one of the children where he shouldn't have, but he hadn't hurt them...He hadn't hurt him...So it wasn't a bad thing, was it? 

That feeling only lasted a couple of days. Little by little it started to become more natural and especially with Nancy. This was what people who loved each other did, wasn't it? He loved Nancy and he knew she loved him. These memories made him smile. Age was just a number, but that number in the eyes of the law was something that paid dearly. But society doesn't know...It doesn't know what true and pure love like his is. He never wanted or wanted to hurt his beloved. Except when he told his secrets to his parents...Society was never going to agree with his love, much less his parents. He swore he had done nothing BAD to them. Nothing they hadn't wanted, but they punished him and all that forgotten. Now he was in a room next to someone else who while he didn't fully understand it either, understands what it's like to lose your mind to what you love. Herman also lost his mind to what he loved to do and went down with all his desires. The desire for suffering and knowledge. 

Finally, he feels heavy footsteps towards the door. This makes him startle with fear, but at the same time with longing. He lost track of the hours, but hearing those footsteps always helped him to return to the reality that although miserable, helped him to know that he was not a ghost haunting the dark and gloomy halls of the Lery Memorial Institute.
The Physician entered the room and observed his patient wrapped in the blanket, but facing the corner. He was not under the gurney as usual and did not want to look at him. Freddy didn't want him to realize that deep down he wanted him to come see him, this was something insane...Nightmare had knowledge of it and the thought of wanting to see him makes him feel pathetic and miserable...Wanting attention from his worst enemy. 

-Hi Freddy, I hope you are very well. I see you've eaten everything, huh?

 Carter smiles curiously at him. He looked like a pitiful little thing punished in the corner. 
Freddy looks at him nervously and nods. He's afraid for what happened last night and that he'll punish him horribly for knowing his darkest secret. 

-He was...Delicious Doctor. 
-Oh? I'm so glad someone appreciates my cooking. But... Why are you there? 

Freddy didn't know what to answer. He knew he couldn't lie, he felt trapped. He didn't want to admit to the Doctor that he missed him, it would be sick. 
Herman approached him, touching his shoulders gently and an electric current ran through his small, bare body. 

-You don't want to see me? Or is it the other way around? Did you miss me? 
-No...
The Doctor strokes her hair, in the neck area and this made her shiver. A tingle ran up and down her back and she was so close that she felt his scent. A scent of burning wires, cigarette and a perfume she had never smelled before. 

-There's no need to lie about it, dear Freddy. You behaved very well last night above all.
-You didn't... You didn't come to hurt me?
Herman smiles at him with some mischief 
-Do you think you deserve to be punished? Have you been a bad boy? You haven't given me a reason, but now you're lying, so I might consider it.
-I...I wanted to see you...Doctor. 
Freddy stammered not knowing exactly what he was really saying. These words he didn't want to say, but they ended up coming out and they came out surprisingly naturally, so much so that he bit his lips thinking how stupid he had been. What was the Doctor going to think now? 
-Ah, yes? So now you'd rather see me, wouldn't you? Do you want me to stay with you for a while?
Freddy looked into his eyes. His eyes flashed fear and a little desire. He wished that he would stay, that I would keep him company for at least an hour and get rid of the silence of the place. But she was also afraid of what the horrible Doctor might do to her, she couldn't trust him. 
-Why?
-I would like to show you something, but first... Will you be obedient to me? Will you do what I ask?

Freddy looks at him with resignation. He slowly nods his head as he knew he couldn't get out of Carter's demands. He had suffered enough to know what this guy was capable of. But despite knowing perfectly well, something had begun to draw her to him. He didn't know what exactly, but he had been the only person in this place who had shown anything other than hatred and suffering. 

Herman after all was also collapsing. Every day that passed he wanted him so much more in every way and seeing him as obedient as he always wanted made him get even hotter. She was getting closer and closer to her task, she was already beginning to miss his presence and was able to recognize him even though it was obvious from his face that she didn't want to acknowledge him. It didn't matter...He wanted to continue mentally torturing him before advancing to the last level and he wanted to see how obedient he would turn to him.

-All right Freddy, I've brought you a few things.
Herman set down in front of Freddy a large cardboard box, dirty and covered with dust. Freddy looked at that box with curiosity and a little nervousness. 
-I'd like you to open it, dear Freddy. 
Herman sits on the gurney and his patient sheepishly slowly lifts the lid of the box to look inside. When he saw the things, his heart shuddered. His body trembled and a pain in his stomach appeared. Herman stares at it along with a smile on his thick, hookless lips. 
-You know what they are, don't you? 
Freddy nodded his head. He took one of the items from the box and looked at it with some fascination. A beautiful little blue dress was visible. It had scratch-like cuts on it...Freddy let out a slight sigh. 
-They're...the children's things. 
-Exactly. Could you explain to me how you got them?
Freddy sighs as he continues to look at the things. They were things from his prized collection. 
-The little ones always went with a change of clothes to the kindergarten in case of an accident...The parents told the teachers to throw them away...How could they think of throwing away these nice clothes? When I was going to throw away the garbage I...I would pick it up and keep it for myself.
-But I see clothes in good condition...
-Well...Also the parents didn't label the clothes and they didn't know whose little one it was and...I kept them if no parent asked for them Doctor....
-And also the ponytails for the hair? 
Freddy touched the pink pigtails inside the box. Freddy smiles wistfully and that makes the Doctor look at him with disgust. 
-These were my Nancy's... Sometimes she didn't like the way she wore her hair and asked me to do her hair. She gave them to me herself Doctor, she told me that if I thought they were pretty I could keep them even though I didn't have as long and pretty hair as hers.
-And can you tell me about the photographs? I see you have a lot of them and they are all numbered, how did you get a camera in the first place?
-I...Sometimes I would walk around the houses in Springwood and one house was selling their stuff and they had a camera, I think it was cheap and I bought it...My first photograph was of my little Nancy and...The other children too and they really liked being photographed Doctor...Look, this picture I took of Nancy while she was playing on a swing...She's cute don't you think?

Freddy looked at the photographs with genuine happiness, Herman could only look at them with disgust at his patient's twisted concept of love. It was time to end that bond he had with them, to put an end to that sick stage his patient had. 
-Do you want to know why I have brought you these things? 
Freddy looks at the Doctor. The brown man's look was serious and authoritarian, he knew in his eyes that it was not for something good and he was afraid, afraid of what he would ask him to do. 
-No Doctor...I don't know. 
Freddy ducked his head in dread. He watches the doctor's legs move and approach towards him slowly, staying in front of him and the huge cardboard box. Freddy stares at the things in the box and remembering all the beautiful moments he had in that beloved nursery, his little Nancy in particular...So similar to his little sister, for the first time life had rewarded him with something good and he enjoyed it like never before.  Without realizing it, the Doctor in his robe pulls out a bottle with a liquid inside. He opens the bottle and drops the liquid into the box. Freddy sees the liquid fall directly into his precious collection, soaking and ruining everything...He smells a potent odor he already knew, not only from his past but from Philip's past: the smell of Kerosene. His heart pounded and he looked again at the Doctor, who had a wicked, sickly smile on his face. Tears began to fall from the little patient who could quickly deduce what was coming next. 
-No...Doctor please...Don't make me do it.
The Doctor pulls out of his robe a box of matches. His look changed to one mixed between a malevolent smile and great seriousness. 
-You told me you would be obedient and obey all my orders, Frederick. This is for your own good.
-They are...my little ones, please...I can't do it.....
Tears ran down the patient's pale cheeks, tears of sadness and pain. He did not want to let go of the only memories where he had finally been happy. Never in his life had he ever been except where he cared for and loved his sister. Letting her go destroyed him and was the beginning of his mental breakdown along with a loss of reality. He was always left with those memories and tried to hold on to them and repeat them no matter what. He ate with the children, played with the children, slept with the children when he told them stories, fell in love with Nancy as he fell in love with his sister...He just wanted her to be happy with him and to be able to enjoy their love. 
Herman touched her chin and made her look up. He could see her blue eyes with a melancholy glow, her sclerae red from crying along with a body tremor. The Doctor's gaze softened almost to the point of relaxation. He didn't look at him as a sick and twisted thing, he just looked at him as another human being, a human being for whom he had been strangely fond. 
-This is for your own good, you have to put that past behind you and be in the present. 
-They...They cared about my Doctor!...I can't throw these memories away.....
Freddy's voice was sharp and trembling, his sadness was genuine. To get rid of this was literally to get rid of his happiness. 

-Now is the present, Freddy. Now I care about you and I want you to leave this past behind and stay with me. Be a good boy for me, you promised to be a good boy and good boys don't break promises, do they? I'm not like them. 
Freddy sighs with a huge sigh of regret. He looks at the Doctor, his face was relaxed...For the first time someone knew all about his past and didn't look like he wanted to kill him or torture him, he even felt that the Doctor understood him. Freddy felt that what the Doctor was telling him was true...This made him trembling take the matches that the Doctor had. Due to nervousness he felt that lighting the match took him an eternity. A pitiful sound came out of his mouth before he was able to throw the lit match into the huge box. A clear flash lit up the room and a huge flame appeared. Freddy still panicked about the fire due to his death so he tried to run but Herman blocked him with his hands. Freddy, not caring that it was the Doctor, clings to his body like a water-scared cat and the crying at the sight of his burning memories increased. Herman, although he felt this surprise ''hug'', did not flinch. He simply smiled in happiness at the realization that his beloved patient had been able to burn those items that reminded him of the happiest moment of life. Freddy felt the Doctor's unnatural warmth on his shoulders and finished collapsing...He hadn't felt something like this in a long time, not even with Wraith did he feel it as powerful as he did with the Doctor. Herman gently stroked his hair and watches things burn, as heavy smoke darkened the room as well. 
-You've done it, Freddy...I'm proud of you.
 The Doctor's voice sounded soft and comforting. Just as Freddy had it with them and it made Freddy cling even tighter to Herman. He was the only thing he had at the moment, his memories were burned, his little ones mostly dead and his memories forgotten...He had no one else except the Doctor. 
-Come with me Freddy, I'll move you to another room...There's too much smoke in here and you might get sick....
Freddy let go of the Doctor and tried to dry his tears. He stared at him and all he could see was a smile of pride...Pride that he had been able to get rid of what killed him in the end. 
-Where?
-Come with me. 

Herman opened the living room door and gently pushed Freddy out with him. The fire slowly finished going out and black smoke was billowing out of the open door. They both walked to another room...While it was similar to the one Freddy was in, it was smaller but clearly more comfortable. It retained the typical dirt and broken ceramics on the walls but at least there was no longer blood or human teeth scattered on the floor. It was relatively warmer and there was no longer a gurney but a mattress like the one his patient had in his basement. Freddy seeing it made him much more relaxed, stretchers always gave him a very bad feeling because of the memories he had. The room was much emptier than the other one, but this was much better for Freddy. With a feeling of his soul leaving his body due to burning his collection, he entered the room and froze in front of the Doctor who was looking at him seriously. He did not possess that malevolent, demented look he always had...For now. 
-You've been very good, so I'll leave you in this room, is that more comfortable for you? 
Freddy nodded his head. He looked around and could feel a little more at home. 
The Doctor leaves the room closing the door gently and Freddy sits down on the mattress. He presses down with his hand and feels it just as comfortable as the one he has in his basement. He wraps himself in the thick blanket and lies down on the mattress curling up as much as possible as a method of comfort. He remembers the things he burned and feels that something of him vanished among the ashes and kerosene. He can't help but cry again, he covers his face with his hands and regrets what he did. At the same time feeling the Doctor's body made him feel alive and...A little bit at peace. How could this be possible? How was it possible that from passing a kidnapper he was now the person who brought him peace? He had no one else. In his past life he only had those kids and in this hell...He had no one either, except maybe Philip who talked from time to time, but...Evan wasn't going to want them to talk, he didn't want any trouble. Herman was all he had and his only option in this place. 

The Doctor felt happy, he felt excited and elated. He had made incredible progress, even though he knew Freddy was devastated by what he did...He was obedient, no need to threaten or talk tough to him. This simply caused him to get hard as hell...He had been holding out and patiently waiting for this opportunity for days, an opportunity which they would end up fucking without the need for any commands or any threats. Freddy was already sensing that the Doctor was the only one who would be there for him so it wouldn't be that complicated to get there. He pressed his lips tightly together, read his file over and over again...He looked at the pictures he took this time in the tub and appreciated the pale skin of his patient, with no burns and with the softness that corresponded to a person with healthy skin. He couldn't help but remember the moment making him gasp. He too was having trouble with his thoughts and desires, he had put aside his sadism for understanding and gentleness...A very different rod to what he was. But this was not bothersome to him, quite the contrary: He was getting faster and faster. Reward if he obeyed, punishment if he disobeyed like a trained dog. He complied with a very strict order and was able to fulfill it...A tingle ran through the Doctor's burned skin. He was determined to give him a good reward with this, just to convince him that he was the one for him, without judging him. 

Maybe an hour or two had passed, but to Freddy, it felt like an eternity. Since the Doctor had left his patient in the new room he hadn't moved from the mattress on the floor like in his nursery. This time at least the light from one of the windows illuminated a little more, but Freddy had become relatively accustomed to the darkness, enough to feel uncomfortable and cover his head with the blanket. The silence was worse here than in the other room, Freddy didn't understand the reason for this. He couldn't hear the wind trying to get in or the electrical power going bad. He even felt that these walls were much deeper than the others...Was it really like that or because of the even more torturous silence did he feel that way? Freddy's mind was at its limit and in the face of losing track of time, losing sleep, losing his collection the only thing he had left was the Doctor and his teaching methods. 

Freddy hears heavy footsteps heading towards his living room door, but this time he doesn't flinch. He didn't want to get up, he didn't want to move, he didn't want to know anything at all. The Doctor sensed it, he also had cameras of that room and could see him hiding like a caterpillar in his blanket without movement. A pitiful and depressing position...He was determined to lift his spirits a little. The door opening for food to come in was definitely much larger than the other one. Not only could food be passed through, but some other larger item such as towels or clothing. The opening gave a dull sound and Freddy could see a tray with food on it along with a strange, relatively large paper bag next to the tray. The footsteps move away and Freddy almost at a crawl grabs the tray to see what the Doctor brought him. He recognizes that Herman's cooking ability surprised and captivated him. It was rice, with a peculiar sauce that when tasted felt like a delight. The best thing about this place was the Doctor's hand, which he could not only use to torture and wound, but also to cook and even to heal. The food ration was more hearty than the previous days, even this time it came with a dessert...Some kind of warm muffin. Freddy had forgotten that he loved sweet dishes, he loved sweets. With his little ones he always prepared, he loved pancakes with honey or with blackberry jam.

While this did not lift his spirits, he found some peace in eating so deliciously. The only times he was able to eat well were when he was with that woman and in the nursery. When he was with that woman he was the one in charge most of the time in the kitchen, as she was terrible for Freddy's taste. She tended to over spice her food and loved spicy food along with meat. Freddy always hated spicy foods, garlic and red meat. This time he felt as if the Doctor knew his tastes, as if he had read his mind or they had really similar food tastes. While he cooked meat, it was deliciously prepared and he had never tasted so good about it. He couldn't believe that someone so talented would fall so deep. The light had left him over time and he never made it out of that darkness...Freddy had the exact same thing happen to him. 
Freddy finished eating and turned his attention to the large bag that came with the food. With a shudder he pulls out what was inside and feels something...Soft, soft and furry. With a little more confidence he pulls it out of the bag and looks at it. It was a teddy bear, a small bear and a little broken but it retained its shape and body. A dark brown bear and its stuffed belly giving it a soft feel like a pillow. Freddy swallowed hard, he didn't understand why Herman sent him a teddy bear when he was already a grown up guy, did he have something inside? No...He didn't feel anything hard inside the bear so it was just an ordinary teddy bear. He decides to leave it in the corner of the room in front of him. Why the fuck would he need a teddy bear?...Surely the other bastard was playing a joke on him and wanted to make fun of him for his loneliness. Freddy covered himself with the blanket again and stood facing away from the bear so he wouldn't see it. 
Freddy didn't hold on for long until he turned his gaze to the teddy bear he left in the corner. It had two buttons for eyes staring at him, it was in that corner as lonely as he was. Freddy tries to resist, he didn't want to go and take it but after some involuntary movements of hands and feet, he ends up going to the corner where he had it and takes it. He feels the softness of fake fur on his skin. It had a bit of dust on it so Freddy gently shakes it off, he didn't want to damage it any more than it was. He stares at it and a soft smile appears on his face. He brings the teddy bear up to his nose and sniffs it...It just had a dusty scent. It was a very cute teddy bear after all 

-How did you survive here, my friend? How did you survive that evil Doctor? 
Freddy knew he wouldn't get an answer, but it didn't matter, he lay down on the dirty mattress and placed the stuffed animal next to him. The softness of the teddy bear made him feel like old times, he always loved stuffed animals. He always had some where he slept to them cuddled. He shyly snuggled up to it and hugged it, as if he had never hugged anyone before. He was thankful that in this place no one was watching him and that no one knows that he likes to sleep with stuffed animals clinging to his body. 
No one, except the Doctor who watched everything through the cameras with fascination. I knew he wouldn't resist taking that teddy bear. Ever since she saw him playing in the nursery with those wooden cubes she had a faint notion that Freddy secretly had his toys too and apparently the favorite ones were stuffed animals. 
What would happen if he took it away from him, would he throw a tantrum? Something I had to find out and that happened, make a game even more fun. 

Freddy in the living room was lying on the mattress cuddled up with the stuffed animal. He had even fallen asleep with it, feeling the soft fake fur on the skin of his face. The warmth of his own body was also held by the teddy bear and he felt like he was in his basement. Warm, no noise, his mattress much more comfortable than the hospital gurneys and the drawings of his little ones. 
A loud noise woke him up, it was footsteps. Freddy quickly regains consciousness and leaves the teddy bear in the corner, as he didn't want Herman to discover him with it. He looked at the reflection in the window and it seemed to be night. How long had he slept? He had no notion but thanks to the bear and the food he felt he really slept well.
The Doctor entered the room along with some things Freddy couldn't recognize. The patient sat on the mattress and looked at Herman nervously. A smile left his lips. 
-Good night Freddy, did you fall asleep? I'm sorry I left you so many hours, I had some rituals to do. 
-No... Never mind Doctor. 
The Doctor knew he had slept well, asleep cuddled up with the teddy bear. He looks sideways and it was nowhere near him. He turns to the corner out of the corner of his eye and there was the bear in a sitting position. 
-I feel like you slept well, didn't you? 
Freddy shivers. He's afraid to look at it so he nods slowly. 
-Did you like my present?
Freddy looked at Herman and took a quick breath. He didn't know what to say to this question, it was obvious he meant the teddy bear. He didn't want him to think badly of it, but he knew he couldn't lie to him either....
-It's... Cute...
-Yes? I'm glad you like it
Herman walks over to the corner and grabs it roughly, at the slightly raised look on his patient's face. He stretches out his arms tightly and looks as if he wants to break it. Freddy instinctively moves towards the Doctor to prevent him from breaking it, Herman stares at him seriously. In his mind he was laughing.
-Apparently you didn't like it very much, that's why you have it in the corner, isn't it? I'd better take it back to where I found it. 
The Doctor was about to leave, but Freddy took him by the firm but trembling arm. His eyes reflected melancholy, almost pleading.
-Doctor...Please don't take him away...He's beautiful and...He helps me. 
-It helps you? -Helps you what? 
-To calm me down... I don't feel so lonely here.
The Doctor smiles. He was able to tell the truth without fear of what people would say and he found that impressive. Surely he would be ready to play differently in that case. 
-All right...I'm not that bad, but first you'll have to do some things for me if you want to. Will you be obedient?

Freddy sighs, he has a slight intuition about this and a current of panic runs through his body. He ends up nodding his head earning a warm smile. 
-Oh... That's perfect. All right, then I'd like you to get undressed. Take off that hospital gown and stand naked in front of me. 
His patient stands in front of the Doctor and shakily begins to slowly remove his gown. He undresses his shoulders and lets the hospital gown fall down his legs to the floor. He is left naked before the smiling gaze of the man who looks at his pale uncovered skin, so he walks over to his smaller body and corners him to the wall with his strong arms. Freddy feels the cold ceramic wall on his bare spine which makes him startle. A sound escapes his lips and he avoids looking at the Doctor who looks down at him with some pleasure. He remembered the pictures he took of her in the tub and shudders slightly. He caresses his soft shoulders and warm neck, with his thumb and forefinger he touches his chin and makes Freddy look him in the eyes. Herman could be reflected in the slightly moist eyes of his patient who was trying to cover his torso with both arms. The Doctor touches the corner of his patient's lips with his own. Freddy feels the warm air and Herman's heavy breathing on his cheeks. It wasn't the first time the Doctor had kissed him, but this kiss felt more forceful than the previous ones, as if Herman was struggling to hold back. The Doctor's rough lips scraped Freddy's thin, soft lips but he tried not to flinch. Freddy felt the kiss increase in heat and touch, the Doctor moved closer to his body leaving him trapped between his arms and chest. Freddy felt the brush of the Doctor's tongue on his lips, a subtle brush that increased in power more and more. With teary eyes he joins his tongue with his own feeling the abnormal heat of it and this time the Doctor pulls his hair tightly back. Freddy looks at him with a slightly pained look at the hard pull he received and emitted a subtle painful sound. The Doctor smiles mischievously and smacks his lips as he looks at his patient. 
-I see you're not resisting like you used to, dear Freddy. Did you like that?

The patient does not respond. He doesn't know what feeling he really has - fear? a tingling? pleasure? pleasure at being close to someone after so many days? receiving something that wasn't just beatings, threats or poisoning? It was a storm of emotions the little man could not describe. Herman strokes his neck gently and this causes Freddy to swallow saliva, the wall no longer felt cold and a little sweat began to run down his skin. The Doctor's luminous eyes lit up with excitement at the remarkable docility his patient was having, his methods were having results. 
-I want to play with you...Will you obey me in my game? Will you be a good boy for me? In return I'll leave you the teddy bear as a prize. 
Freddy was afraid, that much was obvious. He still knew what the Doctor was capable of doing to him, but his look... It was so different from the little patient's perception. The same look he had when he looked at the little ones that approached him. Desire? Fascination? A desire that gave the sensation of your skin burning? he knew he couldn't refuse, knew he was just a small one of a huge predator thirsty for action. Her only option was to acquiesce...There was no way out. Or was this what deep down inside the smaller man desired as well? One of the most confusing things he had ever felt besides his love for them...He didn't understand his own mind and there was no turning back now. The Doctor smiles at his patient's fearful response.
The Doctor picks up one of the things he had brought when he arrived. It looked dirty but white, the darkness made it hard to see what it was, but Herman would give him his answer.
-Do you know what this is? 
Freddy shakes his head, fear paralyzing him.
-It's a straitjacket, Freddy. I want you to obediently let me put it on, will you? 
-What? What will you do to me?
-I won't do anything to you if you're a good boy and obey me. That's all I ask of you 
Freddy bites his lips and his eyes begin to get wetter and wetter. I could see the smile and a lustful presence in this request. Well, more than a request it was a clear order but asked in a sweet way... Freddy would have to obey the Doctor. He ducks his head and does not know what to say to this, Herman instead finds that this doubt and fear excites him...He is excited by the fear and uncertainty of his patients. Freddy's face was so demonstrative that there was no need for any kind of threat or torture to get his truth out in the open, the expressions on his face spoke for him. 

His little patient grunts plaintively. He doesn't want to do it, he doesn't want to be strapped down almost completely with that thing, even though he's never worn one they look distinctly uncomfortable. 
Freddy makes a docile motion so that the Doctor can put the vest on him. He laughs at this happily, he felt that finally everything he had done paid off: he has agreed to do something just to feed the Doctor's sick and morbid mind, it makes him feel horny, he feels his crotch hard and he just wants to fuck him all night long without stopping. But he wants to play a little before he does it, he feels he has to prepare his little patient much better before he uses his huge piece of meat to punish him and bring out the desires he has been trying to hide for a long time. 
Herman has Freddy stretch his arms out in front of him as he begins to put the straitjacket on him. He feels the pressure of the straps all over his arms and torso, he feels squeezed, trapped and almost drowning inside that thing. The straitjacket had several straps in total to not only imprison his arms, but also his neck, shoulders and groin area where it had two straps squeezing the area near his testicles. The smaller man's white cock was exposed and stood out between that shirt and the straps that squeezed his intimate area more tightly. With moist eyes he looked at the Doctor who smiled and could finally appreciate his best patient in one of his favorite outfits. 

-Why are you making me wear this...?
Freddy's voice was cut off by the sensation of loss of air with this thing. He felt imprisoned and immobilized, a torturous and terrifying feeling. All the Doctor did was smile at him with genuine happiness. 
-I love these outfits and I think you look very pretty in it, Frederick. You look so delicate and weak...It's really nice to see and especially because this vest is the smallest one I have in my institute. Lovely isn't it?
-Please Doctor .... I beg you stop this....
-But we're just getting started Freddy -Weren't you supposed to have promised to obey me? 
-I don't like it... -Please Doctor...
-Don't worry about it, dear patient, you'll end up liking to use it later, I know it.
Herman with his strength, abruptly turns his patient over leaving him face down without being able to look at him. Freddy with the straitjacket could not resist this. 

Freddy felt the Doctor look at her slim, small hips, which Herman could easily get around. The Doctor reaches down to see thighs and a slightly raised little ass. Freddy wants to move but the Doctor stops him by placing a hand tightly on his back and exerted pressure on it as a warning. If his patient moved he would not hesitate for a second to be much rougher. 
Freddy moaned unable to move as Herman watches the white back area of his patient, his current position was lovely and provocative. The straps Freddy had on his groin were much tighter in this position and his skin quickly turned red. It was time to start the stimulation work. 
Herman gets up and takes from among his things, an ointment and a vibrator. Freddy in the position he was in couldn't see what Herman was doing and that was much better for the Doctor, he liked to give surprises. He stands on top of Freddy's petite body and adds some of the ointment to his huge fingers. It didn't take long for him to open his buttocks and insert two lube covered fingers into his patient's ring of muscle. A moan of discomfort came from the smaller man and he roughly felt those fingers inside him along with that liquid causing easier access to his insides. Herman while he had fucked Freddy before, he had never done it in his human form and so it felt fucking tight, even for his fingers. 
-Come on Freddy, I recommend you relax, so it'll be easier and you can enjoy it Huh?
Freddy says nothing more than a few sounds mixing between pleasure and discomfort. Herman was stimulating the right area with his fingers and this made his patient shiver along with a wiggle of his toes. Herman smiles as it didn't take him long to find Freddy's pleasure zone. 
His asshole began to dilate little by little, that Herman could feel as Freddy's grunts became less loud. It was time to start another game before the real fun. 
The doctor filled the vibrator with lubricant and inserted it inside Freddy. He lets out a pained yelp as he didn't expect something much bigger to go through him roughly.
-Doctor...Please stop....
-I just inserted a vibrator, which I haven't turned on yet... Have you ever used anything like this before?
Freddy shakes his head, the corners of his eyes dropping strands of tears. Herman strokes his cheek gently. 
-Very good, I'll make you enjoy this, it'll feel great, I promise. 

Herman turns on the vibrator and a moan comes out of Freddy's mouth who has never felt anything vibrate so hard. He looks at the Doctor who enjoys his face, pitiful combined with pleasure. Freddy is ashamed to admit that this feels good, so he tries to remain silent as he feels that vibrator stimulate his insides and rear area strongly. He doesn't know what to do, in his mind he curses this trick and this strange doctor's toy. 
-I see it feels good, doesn't it Freddy? 
-No...I don't like it....
Herman with his foot, turns Freddy's body around to get a better look at him: His little cock was hard and getting considerably wet from the stimulation he was receiving. Even in the position he was in he had moistened the mattress, so the Doctor laughs at him. 
-Are you not supposed to like this? I see your mouth says you don't like it, but your body apparently does. 
Freddy bites his lips as the vibration was increasing. Herman orders him to get on all fours as the Doctor positions himself right in front of the patient's face, Freddy's eyes were right on the Doctor's groin. Freddy could see Herman's pants also wet, just as he was hot, hotter than ever. Herman unbuckles the belt of his pants and strokes Freddy's hair.
-Would you help your Doctor with this step? Be a good boy for me and help me. 
Freddy takes a sharp breath and reaches down to Herman's crotch, right where the belt was and brings his lips to the zipper. With his teeth he pulls the zipper down to completely unbuckle his pants. 
-That's it... You're a very efficient boy. 
The Doctor's cock popped out of his pants and lay next to Freddy's nervous face, who felt a steady and increasingly excited vibration. Herman's member was thick and wet, eager for some affection after many days of holding out. Freddy didn't want to, but at the same time he was so horny that he had a few seconds of hesitation about what to do next. The Doctor let out a subtle smile at the fearful and confused look on his patient's face.
-I see you look at him quite a bit Do you want to play with him? 

Freddy felt the heat of his member on his cheek. A huge piece of flesh boiling and moistened by the pleasure of seeing him enjoying this situation. The patient brushes his lips on the shaft, subtly makes gentle movements with the delicate skin of the penis and moves up to the head, which was moist and swollen with horniness. The Doctor makes a subtly panting sound, feels the tingling of his patient's soft lips and begins to lose patience quickly. 

-If you want you can play a little rougher, without biting of course. 
The Doctor felt a small wet tongue gently lick the lower area of the cock. It wasn't the cold tongue which licked him so long ago, but it still felt very good. The licking was subtle, he didn't know if it was because Freddy was doing it in fear or was it to better anticipate what was coming next. After all it felt amazing, he even felt his tool throbbing eagerly to enter towards some soft cavity. 
Freddy, due to the stimulation he was receiving, ends up inserting the egg-sized glans into his mouth. He doesn't do it roughly, but it wasn't hard to feel his throat full before such a large member. The Doctor grunts at the soft, wet sensation in his patient's mouth. It felt very small and warm...definitely much more human than when he possessed the burns, but it felt amazing. Freddy as best he could tried to move his mouth to stimulate his cock and not fall because of the position he was in, it was very uncomfortable. The doctor noticed this discomfort so he sat down on the mattress and Freddy was able to get into a more precise position to be able to perform the suction more effectively. Tears of erotic pleasure fell down Freddy's cheeks and at the same time he felt the vibrator inside him. Herman with a smile strokes his hair and gently pushes his patient's head so he could get his cock in as far as possible. He heard the smaller man gagging and this warmed him even more. 

-I see you're doing much better this time than in the past, huh? Does my penis taste good?
This question made Freddy hesitate for a second. Why was he doing this? He didn't like this, he didn't like to be licking the cock of the man who kidnapped and tortured him...It was something sick and twisted. 
Again he feels a hand on the back of his neck and pushes him back to continue doing the job.
-I didn't tell you to stop, I want you like a good obedient boy to keep doing it. 
Freddy grunts, as he has to continue doing this unpleasant but at the same time exciting job. He moves his tongue around the Doctor's huge glans and the Doctor feels the slight roughness of the tongue move with stimulation in the most sensitive area. The walls of the cheek and throat squeezed the rest, he quickly began to have the desire to cum and watched his patient each time stimulating him more and more easily: He wanted to fill his little mouth with his milk that he had been waiting for days. Freddy felt himself hardening so he increased the pace, the Doctor was sweating and panting with a hoarse voice at such a pleasurable act. He decided to take his head hard this time and his cock wanted to enter as deep as possible, but the smaller man could not stand such brutality, he thought he was going to vomit so he begged the Doctor for a little more gentleness with a pitiful moan. Herman far from stopping, this time he changed position and moved his hips as a river of saliva ran down his patient's mouth onto the mattress. The onslaught was coming so fast and steady that he didn't have time to clean himself. The excess moisture was helping the penis slide into Freddy's mouth much better. Finally, with both hands Herman grunts as he fills the patient's mouth with his thick, copious semen. He watches Freddy flop sideways on the mattress, his mouth wet with both saliva and his special liquid. Freddy watches him with teary eyes and his face red from the effort he had to make, but it was not enough. Roughly he put Freddy back down on all fours, but with his ass even more raised to get a better look at him. He had the vibrator on and also forcefully stimulated it with his fingers. Because of the force Freddy received, he moaned painfully.

-Doctor, please...Don't do it.....
Herman pulled his hair back tightly. 
-I didn't tell you to talk, don't disobey me.
The Doctor took Freddy's cock and jerks him off hard. He feels him getting harder and harder, to the point where he knows he wants to cum and stops the act. Freddy grunts with garbled sounds, from moaning to pain that the Doctor stopped when he was so close to climaxing. Herman laughs at him
-Did it feel good, do you want me to go on?
Freddy doesn't answer, just grunts which makes the Doctor can't stand not getting answers. He removes the vibrator and settles in so that his cock enters roughly into his patient's ring of muscle. A pained scream comes out of Freddy's mouth along with pitiful sounds and Herman finally...Finally after days of holding out he is here. He feels the tight and very hot inside which due to the stimulation received stretched more easily. The cock which was wet with saliva and lubricant slid easily inside Freddy's cavity and it didn't take long for the thrusts to increase. 
While Freddy felt this painful, he acknowledged that this felt much better than before. He didn't know if it was because he felt physically healthier or because the Doctor this time did a better job anticipating the sexual moment. Her mouth was drooling and her eyes were red from crying so hotly. 
When the Doctor inserted his cock all the way in, he moved his patient's small hips up to his huge hunk of meat and Freddy began to feel those electric currents again. They were vibrating his whole body and even his head, a pleasurable tingling ran through his skin. This made him bite the dirty mattress and he tried not to make too much noise, but the Doctor pulled his hair hard again. This time he really wanted answers and he wanted honest answers.

-Will you be a good boy and tell me the truth?
Freddy gasped and tried to catch his breath through his mouth. The thrusts increased, the Doctor's testicles collided with Nightmare's bony buttocks, the melody could easily be heard from far away but at least there was no one to hear them. 
-It...Feels good Doctor....
-That's it...This is your fault...Do you know how long I've been putting up with doing that? You had me fucking horny and you have to take the consequences. 
Herman's Rhythm calmed down, but the thrusts were reaching the limit and his cock was completely filling Freddy's flat little belly. He pulled his cock out and repositioned his patient to face him upward. The Doctor could see how the straps squeezed his groin and his skin was red along with marks from them. He kindly unbuckled them and slightly uncovered his patient's stomach. He loves the difference in size between Freddy's cock and his own, much larger and thicker it easily filled his stomach. As he pushed it back in another high pitched moan came out of Freddy's mouth who was looking at him with tears in his eyes. Herman looked at the small bulge forming in his stomach and with one of his big hands put pressure on it so he could better feel that member moving inside him. A forceful gasp comes out of both of their mouths. 
-Damn, your body is spectacular Freddy Do you like to have your skin without burns?
-Yes...
-I love you with whatever physique you have, my patient... -You love me? 
Freddy looks at him and doesn't really know what to answer to this question. He had never been asked this question before and was afraid of giving the wrong answer. What did he feel for the Doctor? Fear, disgust, panic... Desire and appreciation... They were too opposite feelings and he knew that deep down it was wrong to feel this way. Herman had kidnapped him, tortured him, raped him and experimented on him. How could he love someone like that? But...He has also shown his more human side, understanding and comprehending his love for children and his love for the person who was his little sister. He has been the only one who has understood him, understood him and not judged him despite what he has done before he fell into this hell.Why did he do all this for him?Why didn't he hurt him?Why did he give him good meals, bathed him and even stayed with him so he wouldn't torture him so much with loneliness?....
Did she really begin to love him?
-Me... I love you, Doctor. 

Herman looks at him and smiles. He lies on top of his body and hugs him by the shoulders as he thrusts roughly and takes advantage of his gasps and open mouth to kiss him, stimulates his mouth with his tongue as he continues the onslaught and Freddy emits watery sounds feeling the Doctor's wide, hot tongue. 
The Doctor's penis hits an area which causes Freddy to forcefully bite down on Herman's shoulder as his thick semen sprays across his belly and straitjacket. The Doctor feels his patient's bite and shifts position to see his little belly stained with his sperm, so he takes some with both fingers and shoves it into his mouth. 
-Lick your own semen, this is for biting me. 
Freddy exhausted before the doctor's unbridled sex, licks his fingers full of semen and Herman feeling the hot tongue on his fingers feels a tingling in his cock so he ends up filling his insides again. The clenching of his patient's bowels made all the semen he expelled end up inside him and he grunted at such a clenching he suffered. He withdrew his member and sperm ran down Freddy's slender legs, he felt happy...Complete after finally having done it, but this was simply round one. 
Freddy looked at the Doctor with tears in his eyes, he didn't know what he had answered but he knew it wasn't a lie. He was the one who was there for him in some strange and twisted sense but...He was there for him anyway. 

Herman caressed Freddy on the cheek. He smiles softly at him after hours of constant sex. They were both deeply exhausted but Freddy was even more so due to the bizarre sleep changes he has had. The straitjacket was soaked in sweat and traces of semen so the Doctor agrees to take it off leaving him naked. His smooth white skin was sweating while the Doctor's rough dark skin was radiating flashes of electricity. He felt so happy and complete that he knew he could sleep amazing before he had to complete his other mission in two more months. Freddy takes him by the arm and his voice sounded exhausted but pleading. 
-Doctor...Can you stay with me...?
Herman looks at him silently at this request. It was clear that he wanted them to sleep together, after unbridled and intense sex like a young couple who have only been in a relationship for a short time. He was never someone affectionate, when he slept with him it was only to torture him but this time Freddy was asking him in another tone...One much more human and loving than he was used to. But seeing his thin little body covered by a blanket made him think about it. He looked soft, warm and human...When was the last time he slept with someone similar to a human being before he fell to this hell? Regardless, His patient/pet was very well behaved...He really enjoyed fucking a grown man and it was true that he wanted it. A feeling deep down he wanted her to feel, he wanted the Doctor to be the only thing he had in this shit and it all paid off. So he happily decided to fulfill his request. 
-All right my patient, you have behaved very well so this will be your reward and keep your teddy bear. 
Herman takes off his clothes and lies down on the mattress next to his patient, who shyly approaches him. He wraps his wire-covered arms around him and watches as he gradually falls asleep from exhaustion. The Doctor strokes his hair and feels a churning in his stomach, not a bit annoyed but curious. Actually this time his humanity had completely wavered from what it almost always was: a ruthless, psychopathic killer who enjoys driving others crazy, but partly thanks to Freddy he feels that he is not a machine... He is a human being and human beings have that feeling. Loving? Did he really love Freddy? Despite what he was? Apparently he did, he did all this for him. And he was sure he would do it a hundred times if necessary. 

*~~~~~*

Herman had fallen asleep without realizing the moment. He lay on the filthy mattress where he had had sex with Freddy...the sex he had waited so long for. He looked to his side and his patient was nowhere to be seen. A huge sigh comes out of his mouth, a sigh of some annoyance. He had forgotten that it had been a week since Freddy had been kidnapped and the Entity had taken him away. She gets up and gets dressed to get ready for the rituals, tidying everything as it was before. He feels a bitter taste in his mouth, something similar to metal with lemon. He doesn't know why that sensation, but he didn't like it.  He walked through the corridors of the Institute and there was no noise, except for the water falling from the pipes and the electrical light in bad condition. He sits in his office and reviews Freddy's file next to the cameras out of inertia...Nothing in the cameras like the old ways. Another sensation ran through his body and he couldn't specify what it was either. He leaves the office with that feeling that he cannot appease, he has rituals to perform. 
Freddy wakes up and looking at the sky, it was different. He sits up and looks around. He was no longer in the Institute, but was finally in his beloved nursery. The warmth of the pipes flooded her body, she felt different. Look at his hands and they were finally covered in scars and without fingernails since being burned to death his nails melted. He was finally back...The Entity had taken away his punishment. But Freddy didn't have that feeling he would have expected to have upon finally being released from his punishment. It was all different...A tingle ran through his neck. 
He toured the nursery and the houses of Springwood. That feeling he had wasn't going away either, even seeing his flowers didn't appease that feeling.
Freddy looked down at his right hand and he had his claw glove on, he fiddled with it a couple of times...He missed having it on after so long. That alone brought a subtle smile from his once again misshapen lips but it didn't calm him down either. He sat on a swing and bent his head looking down at the ground and a cold breeze hit his scarred skin.

After finishing the rituals, the Doctor decided to take a bath with warm water, he never bathed with warm water, but suddenly he wanted to do it. He introduced his body into the bathtub and flooded his head into it. 

Loneliness was hitting them both.

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