Vandals

You hear the muffled voices of two young men loudly talking as it echoes through the bathroom, They're too muffled and echoed with volume to make out exact details, but you can make out something about pissing on some bitches, not that you're surprised. You struggle trying to pull in your shoulders enough to fit out the urinal hole with the rest of you to no result.

They seem impressed with something as you begin to feel four warm hands begin to play with your firm butt cheeks. You receive several sharp slaps, then squirm as they push their fingers roughly inside both your holes.

"Aw! Someone already came in this one!" You hear echoing clearly, then feel wet fingers being wiped on your ass. You begin to feel the cold felt tip of a marker moving around on your lower back and ass, writing something unknown. "There, now everyone will know first."

"Just piss it out before you fuck her ass, that's what I always do."

You jump at this more than the fondling of your rear, finally prepared to say something in defense of your dose. It's bad enough the man with the small cock didn't just feed it to you directly, now you're about to lose it out of your ass before you can eat it.

"HE-HEY! PLEASE DON'T PISS IN MY ASS!" The hands feeling you up pause for a moment as you squirm more vigorously.

"We got a live one here. Guess she hasn't had her piss yet. Go fix that for her." A pair of hands disappears and the other pair begins sticking a number of long smooth unknown objects inside your pussy. Footsteps approach around the corner and up the stairs.

You see the face of one of the abusers for the first time. With his red pockmarked face and gaunt complexion he was clearly a junkie of some sort. The paid public restrooms only attracted urine fetishists and men who still had a slightly hard time anywhere else in a world where all the women are incredibly easy. Your customers so far seem to be the latter

"Hey... hey.. I don't really know where I am. Please... I'll let you fuck me... just get me ou..." the words in your mouth are replaced with a limp dick. Behind you, the head of a semi hard cock begins to get stuffed roughly in your asshole with great difficulty, both from lack of lube and lack of stiffness. The men are preparing to piss in you from both ends.

"Haha! Hey Mike, did you hear that? This dumb bitch can't find the safety release!" Your eyes grow wide as the men try to relax enough to unleash themselves inside your trapped and squirming body. There's a fucking safety release?

You flail your hands around wildly again, looking for anything resembling a button, switch, or lever that could rescue you from your predicament. Your mouth begins to fill with piss for the third time today. You let it spill down your chest as you look frantically for the safety switch in time to save the medicine in your ass.