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The next few days were the hardest days we had to bare with. Initially we both decided to run away from here as fast as possible, but we failed miserably every time we tried to get out of here. So we came up with a plan to make them believe as if I was getting tortured by him every day, it was a really hard plan to pull off but we knew we had to, as there’s no other option left. So every night he would pretend he was punching and kicking me, but in reality he would be doing all the torture on the mattress and my job was to scream and shout for help in sync with him. Every time we were done pulling off our act, we would have a good laugh, it seemed like we were finally starting to win over them.

“Why don’t I tell them I’m ready to strip a