A girl named Hanna

Trisha trembled at Hanna's touch as her slender fingers slithered down her smooth cheeks. Though she wasn't hurting Trisha, there was something about her that made her heart race inside her chest. 

Hanna wasn't a rough brute like the other Raiders, but her eyes held a glimmer of insanity. She could be all sweet and calm one moment and then suddenly break out into violence without warning. In fact, that's exactly how it had gone down with Shafeena. 

"You know it's been a while since I've been with a girl. I think I've forgotten what it feels like to hear the sweet moans of pain coming out of a pretty mouth."

Hanna suddenly stopped caressing Trisha and grabbed her face in a claw-like grip. Her calm voice suddenly turned hoarse and jarring.

"Look at me, when I'm talking to you. Don't disrespect me!"

Trembling in fear, Trisha slowly opened her eyes, but she didn't dare to look at her captor.