A sexual fantasy. All right then...
I'm in charge of a prisoner of war who is sentenced to death. Up until the time of his execution, it's my job to both interrogate him and take care of him, break him and heal him only to break him again. Along the way I find myself becoming attached to the prisoner, who I realize is a gentle, kind soul who forgives me for the things I must do to him. I'm even falling in love with him, and him with me. We begin to have almost nightly sex in his cell, knowing that if we are caught I might be severely punished, and we would never see each other again. I try to figure out some way to save him as the time of his execution draws near, and our lovemaking becomes frantic, from the fear of what awaits, the fear of losing each other.
How's that, Hugh? And does that satisfy you, Professor?