Male.

Of course it would be a guy. A giant of a man even, covered from head to toe with tattoos. He leers at you as the cops drag you through the station, and smiles when they lock you in and leave.

"You sound American," the man says through his grin. You say nothing, just find a seat on a cot as far from the big man as possible. "Not many of you down here. You no like corrupt police? It look like they enjoyed you, a lot. They usually don't bring the girls back here, so looks like they want to enjoy you more later."

You still say nothing. He laughs, then gets to his feet. The big man unbuckles his jeans and lets them fall to the floor. Swinging between his legs is a giant purple cock.

"My name is Sam," he says as he starts towards you. "This can be fun for both of us, or fun for me. Why don't you go ahead and bend over your cot and we have fun?"