A prison...?

Inside is beyond words, it's some form of prison with cells separated from the long, thin hallway of stone that you walk with thick bars of bamboo. You wonder what these women want to hold in so badly, but then you notice the large women, well-endowed and toned bodies like most women in this village. They are clinging to the bars, straddling them with their legs and shouting inside of them. The bars are made to keep these women out.

You notice the cell contains men, each well groomed with long hair and fit bodies, though not too muscular. They are also notably smaller than the women. They are kneeling down on hay laid down on the floor, carrying a sad, vacant expression in their eyes and looking down.
Your captor leads you past this, to a flight of stairs descending deeper into the ground.
Darkness now covers your vision. You can no longer see where you are going, but you assume from the turns and strafes that you are in some sort of labyrinth. You can hear is the muffled scream of men and the aroused grunting of horny women. In the end, you are thrown on some hay, and hear a door locking. You feel so alone.

"Greetings, my dear chap!" a voice startled you. It was masculine, quite deep and with a cokney accent.

Suddenly a torch is lit up. At the wall to your right was a man, naked as you, around his late twenties, with a chiseled jaw covered by a rough shade and long, blonde hair, somewhat grizzled. His skin was pale and he had green eyes shining with desire for intellectual pursuit while keeping a phlegmatic calm about it.

"Uh, hi" you stutter.

"Oh, how rude of me. Please allow me to present myself. I am Terrance Hudson, gentleman explorer and anthropologist".

You can't even bring yourself to blink. The Terrance Hudson!

"I have heard of you!" you exclaim "But... you disappeared mysteriously on an expedition to Africa... that was over a hundred years ago! It can't be you!"

The man chuckled.

"Indeed, with nothing more entertaining than the **** of our lady-companions, it might seem that way. Still, I implore that the passage of time appears to be running in a pace faster than what you are used to in our own dimension. It is my estimation I have been here for no more than fourteen days." You have not considered the implications of being in another world yet. You have no idea how to get home, or if there is a way home.

"Mr. Hudson..." "Doctor... it's doctor Hudson if you don't mind" he interrupts you.

"Alright, doctor... what is going on here? Are we in another time, or another planet? By what power have we traveled and to what purpose?"

"Very well" the man sighed...