Debbie liked camping. At least, she liked most things about it. What she disliked were the communal showers and change rooms. She was a naturally modest and slightly shy young woman, and the idea of being naked around other people just bothered her slightly.
She was also worried that she'd enter the wrong ones. She done it once as a child and received quite a shock before bolting, hearing the laughter behind her. Ever since, she'd been very careful before entering communal showers or change rooms, checking the signs on the door every single time.
She also tried to pick times for showers when the places were relatively unoccupied. Right now she was relaxing under the shower, enjoying the hot water running over her.
Debbie sighed slightly, hearing a noise from with the room. It appeared someone else had arrived, so she might as well get out, dried and dressed.
Stepping out she padded towards where she'd left her things and stopped abruptly. There were three men standing between her and her towel and clothes. Not only were they between her and her clothes, they were naked.
Appalled, Debbie could only stare for a moment, noticing with horror that the men were staring back with interest, and that their interest was being expressed by three rapidly rising erections.
Debbie made a quick grab for her towel but recoiled, seeing she'd have to press against one of the men to grab it.
"Excuse me, but you're in the wrong change rooms," she pointed out nervously. "This is the women's showers."
"And that, sweetheart, is what makes it the right shower for us," said one of the men. "It increases our probability of finding a young lady such as yourself, all undressed and waiting to entertain us."
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested," said Debbie valiantly. "Now please leave."
There was some chuckling at her brave words.
"My, she's a polite one, isn't she?" said one of the men. "Sorry, honey, but we're not going anywhere for a while, and neither are you."
"If you don't leave I'll scream," she warned them, but quickly found the threat falling on not deaf, but unconcerned, ears.
"Listen, love," said the first man who'd spoken. "To scream, you'd have to take a deep breath. A punch to the stomach would make you lose that breath and would also be most unpleasant for both of us, so please don't spoil things by trying."
"This is ridiculous. You won't get away with it. Someone may come in at any moment."
"Unlikely. You seem to be the only one who uses this facility at this time of the day. That's why we knew you were just waiting for us to visit. Oh, yes. We also put up an out of service sign at the entry. Nobody will come until the sign's gone.
You're ours, love, for as long as we like, but you're in luck. We've got other things we have to do this morning, so we decided we'd just give you one good fuck each and let you go.
Now the big questions? Are you going to fight or just acquiesce? You'll note I'm not insisting that you cooperate. If you want to fight, we'll subdue you quickly and painfully, and then have our fun. Much easier if you go along with us. OK?"
Face ashen, Debbie nodded. Rape was bad enough. She didn't need to get beaten up as well.
"Good girl. Now the second question. Do you have a favourite position you'd like us to use? We don't mind if you have any funny little quirks as long as you accept what we give you."
