I am a 39 y.o woman living in the UK. Writing this story still sends shivers down my spine; but i feel i must write it. My humiliation happened nearly 5 years ago when i visited my sister's Spanish hotel. It's a hotel in the middle of nowhere and i was staying there with 8 other guests. One night a terrible thing happened: we were invaded by a gang of teenagers brandishing baseball bats and, one of them, a gun. They turned up on motorbikes late one evening. As i've said my sister's hotel's in the middle of Spanish wilderness so it's an easy target for thieves. Within minutes of them turning up we were all forced by the gang into the main room. We were forced to hand over our valuables and two of the gang went to search the rooms. My sister is quite brave and started questioning the boys (who do they think they are? etc...) this didn't go down well and the one with the gun started waving it in her face. Naturally she backed down. But she had made herself a bit of a target and what came next shocked me to the core. They decided to have their sick amusement while they were waiting. They made my sister walk on all fours and kiss their shoes (a constant threat of the gun made her comply). They made her striip to her underwear in front of all the other guests then hop on the spot and do star-jumps. I couldn't stop myself from saying something at this point - but i really wish i had kept my mouth shut because then they turned on me too. What happened next is the most shocking as the sick teenagers forced us both to remove all our clothes. And i mean everything. It was awful. We were made to stretch and pose in all sorts of humiliating positions in front of them and the other (mainly male) guests. The boys were laughing and mocking us. We tried to cover ourselves with our hands but they would make us throw our hands in the air and run round the room. I have never felt so silly and humiliated; to have my most private parts bared for some sick amusement of lowlife thieves is hard to take. I suppose it was harder for my sister (we don't talk about it) as she had guests staying who were regular patrons.