Desert Prison

The door opens and the commandant steps in. The lone prisoner is sitting on the hard dirt floor of the dark, empty cell. She looks up at him, but her eyes are dazzled by the sudden light.

"My first prisoner!" he hisses triumphantly. "No doubt the first of many blue-eyed devils. For over a thousand years, this old prison had housed and depravity of the sort you could never imagine. We shall write a new chapter, together. For while I do love to spend time with male prisoners there is just so much more to, um, 'do' with females."

The prisoner shifts wearily, her hands tied securely behind her back. She is intact, but dirty and very thirsty.

He steps forward, smiling down at the cowering woman. "You are no more than a girl! Tell me about yourself, who are you?"