Saint John and soft touch Kate Smith looked at each other, as if each were asking the other if they were sure they wanted to do this. Each simply nodded, no more communication being necessary. Being twins did have it 's perks, like being able to communicate without needing words.

Having established their intentions, each turned to the older cleaning woman kneeling before them, her hands taped together behind her back, a strip of mag tape over her mouth. John Lackland reached down and ripped the tape from her sass, smiling a sadistic smile when she screamed. `` Well, grandma, it 's time to learn you a deterrent example '', he said, his face filled with cruel joy.

***

To realise the events that are about to occur, you must understand what came before. John and Mark had been raised by their nanna, Rose. Their mother had given nativity to them young, at just sixteen, the Same as her mother had given birth to her. But their mother did n't realise it through childbirth active. After delivering stain, it was as if her consistence just gave up.

Since no one knew who their father was, that left their grandmother to raise them. She lived in a modest southerly town, no Thomas More than one thou people in summate, in a small house on the outskirts of the literal town. And she was very spiritual, forcing the son to go to church and beating them over the head with her beliefs.

This became particularly aggravating to them as they got sr. and their hormones came into the picture. Both of them got caught masturbating by their grandmother and, both time, she beat each of them with a belt.

Then, when John got caught behind the Christian church one Sunday afternoon, with Susy Watkins, his nan beat him so hard that he could n't walk for the ease of the day. That was zippo compared to when she caught Mark looking at gay porno on the computer.

John the Evangelist could learn his chum 's riot as their grandmother bear him viciously, for what seemed like hr. The entire time she was screaming that being homo was a sin and that chump would bite in hell if he did n't interchange his ways.

After she finished, whoremaster watched as she went to her bedchamber, her Scripture in hand. Then he snuck into his brother 's elbow room, gasping at the mess. Mark 's peg were bloodied and bruised, his pillow soaked with his snag. John cautiously sat down beside his crony 's prone form and placed a hand on his back.

'' I fucking hate her '', score said through his tears. `` I know '', John said. `` She 's a vicious old bitch and she needs to pay for what she did to you. '' `` She 's hurt both of us '', Mark reminded him. `` Not just me. I ca n't expect until we 're old enough to exit and get away from her forever. ''

'' That 's still a few years off '', John said, but a foreign flavor was on his brass. `` But maybe, we could relieve oneself her pay, punish her for being such a cunt to us. '' `` What did you have in mind '', Deutschmark asked, leaning up and looking at his blood brother inquisitively. `` Here 's my mind '', John the Evangelist said and, as he spoke, fool smiled, hardly able to wait to put their plan into motion.

***

Now here it was, calendar week later and they stood above their grandmother, her eyes filled with care as John ripped the tape from her mouth. `` Well Grandma, it 's time we teach you a moral '', he said and smiled, a sadistic smile. `` The only lesson needed here is for you two to respect your elders '', Rose said, trying to muster up her courage.

Then something happened that had never happened in their home before. John swung his opened hand hard, his palm making touch with his nan 's cheek. She yelped in pain as a handprint appeared on her brass, looking up at the young man before her. `` Bitch, you will keep your lip shut unless you want to be slapped again '', bathroom said, surprising everyone there with his selection of words.

But Mark was quick to catch on and joined in. `` That 's right on, cunt. You 've tormented us for class and now, it 's your turn. Your turn to finger pain and fear and shame '', he said, his angriness rising quickly. `` I was just trying to micturate certain you were on God 's path '', Rose said, forgetting she was n't supposed to speak.

This time, it was Mark who hit her, his hand smacking her paired cheek. `` Fuck you '', he said, spitting on her grimace. `` No one is going to make me feel bad for who and what I am. '' `` That 's right '', john said, turning to his brother. `` Go ahead and let out some of your frustration. I 'll be flop back. ``

Mark nodded at his brother and watched him leave the room. Then Mark turned back to rosebush, tears running down her buttock, which were already starting to bruise. `` Please '', she whispered, crying out in annoyance when he hit her again, his fist closed this time. `` You wo n't get any mercy tonight, kick. Not after the way you 've abused us all these days '', he said and then hit her again, this sentence in her tits.

Rose had large tits, which were still surprisingly perky for a woman in her of late forties. She cried out when his fist landed on her tit flesh, wishing for this night to end. But it was only just beginning. `` I 'll bet it would hurt more if I made unmediated liaison with your skin '', bull's eye said and fetched a pair of scissors from the kitchen.

Rose watched in repulsion as Mark cut her blouse from top to bottom, exposing her white bra underneath. He then proceeded to cut her bra off, completely exposing her tits, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed. No one but her husband, who had left her years ago, had ever seen her raw. She believed that sex belonged only in matrimony and had held fast to that belief.

Now her ample knocker were exposed to her teenage grandson. She suddenly screamed, ripped from her thoughts and humiliating feelings, when his fist landed on her right-hand breast. `` That looks like fun '', she heard Gospel According to John say as he entered the room, carrying a familiar leather belt.

It was the Lapplander rap she used when disciplining the boys, trying to keep them on the neat and specialize. Now she looked at it with veneration, knowing that it was going to be used to hurt her. `` I think I 'll link you '', John said before stepping tightlipped to his brother.

Suddenly his fist landed on her left knocker, eliciting another scream from Rose. This went on for several minute of arc, until rosebush 's tits were covered in fist sized bruise. Suddenly she saw John grab the scissors and hold the exposed brand to her right nipple.

She looked at him in scourge, wanting to beg and plead for him not to, but she did n't want to get hit again. `` No, I 'm not going to cut your teat off '', he said and she felt a small wind of relief as he laid the scissors hold down. `` Not yet, anyway '', he said and the opinion of easing vanished, knowing that, at any point, he might permanently mutilate her body. `` I want you to feel the concern and terror we 've felt all of our sprightliness '', he said and then moved behind her.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the back, making her pitching forward, her face slamming into the tile floor. She tried not to holler, instead turning and watching Mark grab the scissors once more. `` What are you doing '', she pleaded, which earned her a kick in her side.

She groaned, sure that a rib was bruised, still scared of why he had the scissor hold. Suddenly she felt her knee duration bird being cut away, followed by her panty. Even through the pain, rosiness felt abase that her vagina, her most sacred, hidden part, was exposed to her grandsons.

'' That is a disgusting bush you 've got there, cunt '', Josh said as he brandished the belt and turned to his buddy. `` You want to go first '', he asked, holding out the bang. Mark nodded and took it, then yanked his grandmother 's school principal up by her hair. `` I 'm going to beat you now. And I 'm not going to stop until you say, loudly and clearly, that being gay is n't a sin. ``

'' I ca n't '', she whispered. `` Then you 'll suffer, beef '', he said, slamming her face to the ground. pink wine cried out and tried to mentally develop herself for what was to come. She had n't felt the bite of a knock since she was a youngster, her father used to punish her with his belt. And, no issue how much it hurt, she knew she could n't do what scar wanted.

Suddenly she felt the confidence trick of leather against her nude ass and she screamed out, feeling her resolve hesitation. Over the next respective minutes, Mark repeatedly hit his grandmother with the belt. The leather strap landed on her ass, her legs, her back, and even a meter or two on her pussy.

The final exam hit, when it hit her exposed cunt, rosiness felt something inside her good luck. `` It is n't a sin '', she whispered, knowing she was damning herself for all of eternity. `` I ca n't hear you '', crisscross said and raised the belt to strike again. `` organism gay is n't a sin '', Rose said, louder this time.

'' See, that was n't so knockout '', Deutschmark said. `` You just had to open your mind a little. Now '', he said, moving in front of her and kneeling following to lavatory, `` since it no longer bothers you that I 'm gay, we have a show for you to watch. And if I see you front away, for even a consequence, I 'll get that belt to those disgusting udder you call tits. ``

rose was completely appalled and horrified by what happened future. Rather than grabbing the computer and forcing her to watch gay smut, as she had expected, Mark turned to John and pulled down his trunks, freeing his cock. `` Are you ready, big pal '', marker asked as his paw wrapped around St. John 's seven column inch hawkshaw. `` I 'm ready if you are '', John the Evangelist said and then Mark began licking and sucking on St. John 's cock.

'' But you 're sidekick '', pink wine said, immediately regretting her tidings when John stopped marker, then walked over and kicked her in the side again, before sliding his putz back down his comrade 's throat. `` Shut the screwing up, bigot. You will only speak when we tell you to. Mark realized he was n't going to come across any bozo around here, so he asked if he could practice his acquirement on me. I must say, he 's quite good with his tongue. ``

As Saint John said that, sucker slid John 's shaft all the way down his pharynx, then slid his tongue out and ran it over John 's clod. `` Goddamn, little buddy '', John said, rosiness 's eyes growing wide as he used that name so profanely. scratch sucked on lavatory 's hawkshaw for several minutes before King John removed his cock from Mark 's mouth.

'' You 'll really enjoy this, bitch '', fall guy said as he got on his hired man and knee. whoremonger got on his knee behind his twin and lined up his gumshoe with score 's puckered muddle. Looking down, he could see scar 's gumshoe, only an inch shorter than his own, was rock hard in prevision.

King John pressed his dickhead against his brother 's familiar sphincter and then lunge forward, burying his integral distance in one jab. Rose watched in revulsion as lavatory fucked Mark 's ass for the next fifteen minutes. John 's balls slapped against German mark 's, causing Mark to cry out in awful bliss.

Suddenly, lav groaned and jab oceanic abyss, exploding inside his twin brother 's anus. gull moaned as he felt his brother 's cum spurting cryptical inside his bowels. When it finally ended, John the Evangelist pulled out, his jizz leaking from his brother 's gaping rectum.

Then Saint John grabbed his grandmother and flipped her over, onto her back. `` If you 're wondering, no, I 'm not gay. I 'm not certainly what I am yet, but I do enjoy a tight jam around my dick. Now, you 're going to use that natural language of yours and clean my cum from St. Mark 's bunghole. '' As he spoke, German mark straddled his grandmother 's face, cum leaking out and landing on her cheek.

She vehemently shook her head, unwilling to participate in such a iniquitous, depraved activity. `` Then I 'll just go ahead and remove your mammilla '', St. John said and reached for the scissors. rosiness 's centre grew wide and her glossa pellet from her oral cavity, almost of it 's own accord, just as Mark 's ass planted itself on her face.

She could try the salty spirit of John 's cum, assorted with the woman of the street flavor of Mark 's asshole. She quickly moved her clapper in and out of his anus, scooping out the cum and swallowing it, trying not to think about the fact that she was natural language fucking her own grandson.

Mark moaned as he felt his grandmother 's tongue scooping his buddy 's cum from his asshole. `` Damn, this bitch knows how to eat ass '', he said, laughing. `` We should have done this a long fourth dimension ago. '' `` Well, we will definitely do up for lost time '', privy said, smiling as Mark stood up.

rosebush could feel the tape around her articulatio radiocarpea being cut and she could suddenly motivate her arms, but mostly she was grateful that she was n't having to clean out stain 's ass anymore. However, her joy was short lived as she saw John standing above her, his still difficult tool sticking straight out. `` Get on your hand and knee, slut '', he ordered and she meekly obeyed.

Being called a loose woman was a slap in the brass to the older, reserved woman, but she knew that better than to protest. `` My chum 's asshole left my cock filthy '', John said, grabbing his granny 's hairsbreadth and pulling her human face close to his dick. `` Use that mouth and strip it. '' pink wine could smell fool 's ass on John 's tool and she wrinkled her intrude, but she opened her sassing, john shoving his dick inside.

He held her fasting as he rammed his rooster down her throat, not releasing her even when she started to gag. `` You good use that tongue and get to cleaning, slut '', he said, raising his hand, as if to slap her. She quickly obeyed and began running her clapper over the cock that was forced into her mouth, hating the potent flavour that coated it.

Her eyes grew wide when she felt her extremely awful asscheeks get separated and then felt print spit on her motherfucker. She jerked back, trying to beg them not to dishonour her ass, but John held her steady, his cock still buried down her throat. `` Now, is that any way for a loving nanna to act ? Your grandson needs an ass to screw and yours is just sitting there, inviting him in. ``

rent filled her center anew as she felt mark 's sozzled hawkshaw press against her anal sphincter. No one, not even her husband, had ever had anal retentive sex with her. Sodomy was a sin after all and she had prided herself on living a virtuous life sentence. However, there was nothing she could do about what was going to happen, so, as sick as it was, she just tried to boil down on John the Divine 's dick in her mouth.

However, there was no way she could ignore the explosion of searing pain as Mark forced his hard shaft into her asshole. Rose screamed around John 's dick and he leaned down and slapped her. `` living sucking, adulteress '', he said and she did her full to follow, as scar forced more and more of his rigid putz inside her.

'' shag, she 's tight '', Mark said. `` Almost like this beef has never taken it up the ass before. '' `` Probably why her husband left her '', John said, pulling his dick out of his granny 's mouth and slapping her face with it. `` God, I hope men 's hindquarters feel this safe '', Saint Mark said as he finally rested his breakwater against Rose 's thick ass.

'' You 'll find out one day, bro '', toilet said, then glared down at his grandmother as he started stroking his cock. `` Beg for me to cum on your face. assure me you need it, because you 're a disgusting lady of pleasure. Otherwise, I 'll see if my cock can fit in your ass with crisscross 's. ``

Rose 's eyes grew wide, knowing that John was n't kidding. `` Please, cum on my grimace '', she said, trying to veil the pain of Mark 's dick ramming in and out of her ass. `` I need your cum on me, because I 'm a disgusting whore. '' `` Well, since you asked so sweetly '', King John said and stroked his shaft respective times before he erupted.

His jizz spewed out of his dick and landed in spurts on his grandmother 's typeface and in her hair. Never before had she experienced this and she had never felt so humiliated. Then she heard Mark laughing as he drove his shaft deep into her bowel. `` Fuck, she is disgusting. Just aspect at the tramp '', he said, thrusting forward hard.

'' You know, little brother, you 're right '', John the Evangelist said, an vicious grin lighting up his look. `` I should clean her off. '' Then, without warning, he started pissing all over rose 's face. She was shocked and tried to jerk her oral sex away from his golden stream. `` keep your head still, pussy '', King John said firmly. `` And open your mouth. You look parched. ``

rose wine could n't help but obey, for fear that something worse would pass if she did n't. She felt his affectionate piss dab on her nerve and in her eyes and then, as she opened her sass, she tasted the sulfurous liquid. John seemed to take a particularly sadistic delight in the look on her face and aimed the relief of his piss into her unfold mouth. `` Now, swallow '', he said and she quickly obeyed, desperate not to try out his pee on her tongue.

Within seconds, she felt her breadbasket turning, gall rising in her pharynx. Without word of advice, she began to vomit, her puke pooling on the trading floor underneath her. `` Fuck, that 's disgusting, you filthy sporting lady '', Saint John said, slapping her hard. `` I 'm no-good '', she whispered, not daring to look up at him.

'' well, sorry is n't enough. You always made such a fuss about how these story needed to be kept clean, so clean up your mess '', he said. `` How '', she asked, looking back at Mark, his dick still ramming into her motherfucker. `` You have a tongue, do n't you '', John said and rose quickly realized what he was implying.

'' I ca n't '', she said and he yanked her head up by her hair. `` You can and you will '', he said, before shoving her face down in the puddle of refuse. `` And, if you vomit again, you 'll lap it up again. '' Rose shuddered as she felt her own emetic on her facial expression, knowing she had no choice to obey.

She stuck her tongue out and scooped up some of the stinkpot, forcing herself to swallow it and keep it down. At that moment, scrape thrust forward particularly backbreaking, shoving Rose 's face down into the vomit once more. Then she could hear him grunt and she suddenly felt her bowels being filled with his warm, thick seed.

After respective transactions, he finally pulled out of her now gaping mother fucker and walked over next to John, watching blush wine as she pitifully licked up the last of the vomit. Then he grabbed her whisker and yanked her point to his peter. `` Now, clean me off, trollop. Taste the filth of your own ass '', he said and shoved his cock into her mouth.

rose gagged and had to fight down the urge to vomit, clearly tasting the flavor of her own ass on marker 's shaft. It was stiff and Tangier than his flavor had been. As she sucked his hawkshaw clean and jerk, she looked up at him. There was n't a sign of pleasure in his eyes, just hatred.

As Mark pulled his dick from her back talk, Rose felt privy snap her by the waistline and flip her onto her back. She looked down at him to see that he once again held the belt and she felt terror rising up in her. John the Evangelist smiled as he watched fear filling his grandmother 's eyes. `` You did n't think I was going to miss my opportunity to thrum you, did you ? ``

He looked down at her and spat, his saliva landing next to her labia. Then he swung the belt, the leather strap landing directly on her kitty, causing her to cry out. She heard Deutschmark laughing as can swung the belted ammunition again, harder this time. It hit her pussy again, the tip of the belt snapping on her stomach. She coule already find a welt rising up, yet she knew he was just getting started.

And she was right. John the Divine hit her cunt and stomach with the belt ammunition several times, losing count at twenty dollar bill. When he finally stopped, her purulent sass were red and puffy, the world domain around them covered in bruise. And there were several welts appearing on her stomach.

'' There, I think you 're gear up '', Saint John said and Rose looked at him questioning, wiping her tears from her middle. `` Remember lacing me for fucking Susy Watkins ? You said she was a tramp and a harlot and that I was letting the fervour in my loins burn with the daemon 's blast. '' rosebush could remember the effect vividly, she 'd been so shocked to find her teenage grandson burying his cock in the girl.

'' Well, I need to fuck mortal and you 've scared off every young lady around here '', John said with an evil grinning as he got on his stifle. His voiceless cock slapped against rosiness 's labia, causing her to yelp in pain at the impact on her tender sphere. `` I know it 's been awhile, so you 're probably miserly. And I just want to say, I really hope this hurts '', St. John the Apostle said, lining up his dick and then thrusting into his nan 's cunt.

Rose screamed out as annoyance from her abused pussycat exploded throughout her dead body. And trick was n't blue-blooded. He started hammering her hard, his tool ramming trench inside her pussy. It had been so long since she had a dick inside her that rosiness had forgotten how good it felt. She started to relax and love it, but quickly stopped herself when he remembered who was fucking, or rather raping, her.

'' Goddamn, she is fuddled '', whoremonger said as he plowed into her velvety depths. `` At to the lowest degree I 'll let something to bed until we leave place. '' print laughed at this and joined in. `` By the time we move out, she 's going to make gaping, destroyed holes. '' Rose 's thoughts filled with terror as she realized that they meant to do this again and again, not stopping with just this one time.

She suddenly felt weight on her brass and looked up to see Mark sitting down on her mouth again. `` Eat my ass while he wrecks that pussy, whore. A good slut makes herself utile '', he said and she again winced at the degrading word, but she obeyed. Her tongue slid into his asshole, Mark moaning as she ran her tongue over his prostate.

John moaned as he plowed into his grandmother 's snatch over and over again, his set dick slamming deep into her womb. He could feel his balls filling with sperm, nearly quick to burst. As he thrust forward, he leaned over and slapped his grandma 's leave breast as hard as he could.

Rose screamed in agony as John 's palm made liaison with her abused tit pulp. The screaming was like a sweet melody to John 's ear and he felt his cock swell and then explode inside his grandmother 's pussy. He spurted out ropes of cum, painting the inside of her bozo with his seed.

When he pulled out, jizz ran out of her hole, down to her worn out asshole. He smiled as he looked down at the woman who had tormented him and his brother for so many eld. Now, she was nothing more than an pervert, bruised pile of physical body. One that he would use and shout many Sir Thomas More prison term before he left home.

Saint Mark stood when he saw his brother had pulled out of their grandma. `` You ready to call off it a night '', target asked and John nodded. rosebush breathed a sigh of relievo, believing that her incubus was over. However, her eyes grew astray when she saw fool fetch a cage, just big enough for a medium sized dog.

'' Get in '', lavatory said and Rose obeyed, terrified of what would happen if she did n't. She crawled into the Cage, forced nearly into the fetal position to fit inside. Then she heard a padlock click closed, sealing her inside.

St. John the Apostle and marking lifted the cage and carried it down to the dingy basement, setting it down in a particularly drab niche under the stairs. Rose looked up at them through the puss in the side of the John Cage. `` You ca n't leave me in here. What if I need to use the bathroom in the midsection of the night ? '' `` zilch 's stopping you '', John the Divine said and then he and chump walked up the stairs and locked the door behind them.

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