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Torture
-"Bîshûk can I do it today??"
-"No, it's my turn!"
-"But you did it yesterday!"
-"And you did it before that Uglûk, and before that, and before that."
-"But i like it!"
-"I don't give a dwarf ass what you like, he's mine today!"
The smaller orc cursed and spitted leaving the cave. The Uruk smiled as he took the whip and looked at the deformed back of the captive. He lifted his arm and lashed with fury, enjoying his morning task.
The sharp pain that Anadryt felt made him wished once again that he had been killed at that ambush. But once again he didn't screamed. He just clenched his jaw and prepared for the next lashing, and for the next one, and for the next one...

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