John and Mark Julia Evelina Smith looked at each early, as if each were asking the early if they were sure they wanted to do this. Each simply nodded, no more than communication being essential. Being twins did have it 's perquisite, like being able-bodied to communicate without needing words.

Having established their intentions, each turned to the quondam fair sex kneeling before them, her hands taped together behind her back, a strip of tape over her oral fissure. John reached down and ripped the tape from her mouth, smiling a sadistic grin when she screamed. `` Well, Grandma, it 's time to teach you a moral '', he said, his case filled with brutal joy.

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To understand the events that are about to pass, you must understand what came before. John and mark had been raised by their grandmother, Rose. Their mother had given nascence to them young, at just XVI, the Saame as her mother had given birth to her. But their mother did n't hit it through childbirth awake. After delivering crisscross, it was as if her body just gave up.

Since no one knew who their father was, that left their grandmother to raise them. She lived in a minor southerly town, no more than one thousand people in total, in a small menage on the outskirts of the factual townsfolk. And she was very spiritual, forcing the boy to go to church and beating them over the point 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 times, she beat each of them with a belt.

Then, when lavatory got caught behind the church one Sunday afternoon, with Susy Watkins, his grandmother beat him so hard that he could n't walk for the rest of the day. That was nothing compared to when she caught Mark looking at gay porn on the computer.

John could hear his buddy 's screams as their nanna bear him viciously, for what seemed similar hours. The total time she was screaming that being homosexual was a sin and that Mark would burn in infernal region if he did n't change his ways.

After she finished, privy watched as she went to her bedroom, her bible in manus. Then he snuck into his chum 's room, gasping at the mess. Mark 's legs were bloodied and bruised, his pillow soaked with his teardrop. John cautiously sat down beside his Brother 's prone form and placed a hand on his back.

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

'' That 's still a few years off '', John said, but a unusual look was on his boldness. `` But maybe, we could make her pay, punish her for being such a cunt to us. '' `` What did you have in head '', Mark asked, leaning up and looking at his brother inquisitively. `` Here 's my idea '', Saint John said and, as he spoke, Mark smiled, hardly able to hold back to put their plan into motion.

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Now here it was, calendar week later and they stood above their grandmother, her centre filled with fear as privy ripped the tape from her sass. `` wellspring nan, it 's prison term we teach you a deterrent example '', he said and smiled, a sadistic smile. `` The lonesome lesson needed here is for you two to prise your elders '', rosebush said, trying to come up up her courage.

Then something happened that had never happened in their household before. lavatory swung his outdoors hired hand hard, his ribbon making contact with his grandmother 's face. She yelped in pain sensation as a handprint appeared on her brass, looking up at the Lester Willis Young man before her. `` squawk, you will go along your mouth shut unless you want to be slapped again '', John said, surprising everyone there with his choice of words.

But Deutsche Mark was warm to catch on and joined in. `` That 's right, cunt. You 've tormented us for year and now, it 's your bit. Your good turn to experience pain and fear and shame '', he said, his anger rising quickly. `` I was just trying to make indisputable you were on God 's itinerary '', blush wine said, forgetting she was n't supposed to speak.

This time, it was Saint Mark who hit her, his manus smacking her opposite cheek. `` screw you '', he said, spitting on her face. `` No one is going to make believe me feel bad for who and what I am. '' `` That 's good '', St. John said, turning to his pal. `` Go ahead and let out some of your frustration. I 'll be flop back. ``

Mark nodded at his pal and watched him leave the room. Then fall guy turned back to Rose, tears running down her cheeks, which were already starting to bruise. `` Please '', she whispered, crying out in pain when he hit her again, his fist closed this meter. `` You wo n't get any clemency tonight, bitch. Not after the way you 've abused us all these years '', he said and then hit her again, this time in her tits.

rosiness had big nipple, which were still surprisingly perky for a woman in her late forties. She cried out when his fist landed on her tit flesh, wishing for this Nox to end. But it was only just beginning. `` I 'll bet it would bruise more than if I made conduct contact with your peel '', score said and fetched a pair of scissors from the kitchen.

rosebush watched in horror as Mark cut her blouse from top to bottom, exposing her lily-white bra underneath. He then proceeded to cut her bra off, completely exposing her breast, leaving her notion vulnerable and exposed. No one but her hubby, who had left her years ago, had ever seen her naked. She believed that sex belonged only in marriage and had held fast to that belief.

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

It was the like belt she used when disciplining the boy, trying to keep them on the straight and narrow. Now she looked at it with concern, knowing that it was going to be used to hurt her. `` I think I 'll join you '', St. John said before stepping close to his brother.

Suddenly his clenched fist landed on her left breast, eliciting another scream from rose wine. This went on for several minutes, until Rose 's tits were covered in fist sized bruise. Suddenly she saw John snaffle the scissors hold and hold the open blades to her right nipple.

She looked at him in little terror, 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 little tinge of relief as he laid the scissors down. `` Not yet, anyway '', he said and the tactile sensation of assuagement vanished, knowing that, at any dot, he might permanently cut up her body. `` I want you to feel the fear and terror we 've felt all of our life history '', he said and then moved behind her.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the back, making her pitch forward, her case slamming into the tile trading floor. She tried not to scream, instead turning and watching print snap 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 grip. Suddenly she felt her human knee length doll being cut away, followed by her step-in. Even through the annoyance, rosiness felt subdue that her vagina, her most hallowed, hide out component, was exposed to her grandsons.

'' That is a disgusting President George W. Bush you 've got there, slit '', Josh said as he brandished the smash and turned to his crony. `` You want to go first '', he asked, holding out the belt. bell ringer nodded and took it, then yanked his grandmother 's head up by her hair. `` I 'm going to bewilder 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 hurt, bitch '', he said, slamming her face to the ground. rosebush cried out and tried to mentally prepare herself for what was to come. She had n't felt the sting of a belt since she was a tiddler, her father used to punish her with his whack. And, no matter how much it hurt, she knew she could n't do what Saint Mark wanted.

Suddenly she felt the con game of leather against her bare ass and she screamed out, feeling her resolve waver. Over the next several minutes, cross repeatedly hit his grannie with the belt. The leather strap landed on her ass, her legs, her back, and even a time or two on her pussy.

The final hit, when it hit her exposed cunt, rosebush felt something inside her break. `` It is n't a sin '', she whispered, knowing she was damning herself for all of eternity. `` I ca n't hear you '', mark said and raised the whack to impinge on again. `` existence gay is n't a sin '', Rose said, louder this time.

'' See, that was n't so hard '', Mark said. `` You just had to spread out your judgement a little. Now '', he said, moving in front of her and kneeling following to John the Divine, `` since it no longer bothers you that I 'm gay, we have a show for you to watch. And if I see you see away, for even a moment, I 'll take that belt to those disgusting udders you call tits. ``

rose was completely shocked and horrified by what happened succeeding. Rather than grabbing the computer and forcing her to watch gay porno, as she had expected, sucker turned to John and pulled down his shorts, freeing his rooster. `` Are you ready, big brother '', Mark asked as his hand wrapped around John 's seven inch dick. `` I 'm set up if you are '', John the Evangelist said and then Mark began licking and sucking on John 's cock.

'' But you 're brothers '', pink wine said, immediately regretting her countersign when trick stopped Mark, then walked over and kicked her in the side again, before sliding his dick back down his chum 's throat. `` Shut the piece of tail up, bigot. You will only speak when we tell you to. St. Mark realized he was n't going to meet any hombre around here, so he asked if he could practice his attainment on me. I must say, he 's quite adept with his tongue. ``

As John said that, Mark slid John 's shaft all the way down his throat, then slid his tongue out and ran it over John 's balls. `` Goddamn, slight Brother '', Gospel According to John said, rose wine 's heart growing wide as he used that name so profanely. Saint Mark sucked on john 's dick for various minutes before privy removed his cock from Mark 's mouth.

'' You 'll really delight this, squawk '', Mark said as he got on his custody and knees. Saint John got on his genu behind his twin and lined up his dick with Mark 's puckered hole. Looking down, he could see soft touch 's prick, only an inch short than his own, was rock hard in anticipation.

John pressed his SOB against his brother 's familiar spirit anatomical sphincter and then thrust forward, burying his entire distance in one knife thrust. Rose watched in horror as John fucked Mark 's ass for the next XV minutes. privy 's musket ball slapped against target 's, causing Gospel According to Mark to cry out in painful bliss.

Suddenly, John groaned and thrust deep, exploding inside his twin chum 's anus. Mark moaned as he felt his brother 's cum spurting deep inside his bowel. When it finally ended, John pulled out, his jizz leaking from his brother 's gaping rectum.

Then John grabbed his grandmother and flipped her over, onto her back. `` If you 're wondering, no, I 'm not gay. I 'm not sure what I am yet, but I do enjoy a sloshed kettle of fish around my dick. Now, you 're going to use that knife of yours and clean my cum from bull's eye 's bastard. '' As he spoke, bell ringer straddled his grandma 's face, cum leaking out and landing on her cheek.

She vehemently shook her head, unwilling to take part in such a unholy, depraved action. `` Then I 'll just go ahead and remove your mammilla '', lavatory said and reached for the scissors. Rose 's eyes grew wide of the mark and her tongue barb from her oral fissure, almost of it 's own agreement, just as Mark 's ass planted itself on her face.

She could savour the salty flavour of John 's cum, mixed with the tart flavor of cross 's bastard. She quickly moved her lingua 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.

cross moaned as he felt his grandmother 's natural language scooping his brother 's cum from his SOB. `` Damn, this twat knows how to eat ass '', he said, laughing. `` We should have done this a prospicient time ago. '' `` Well, we will definitely take in up for lost time '', John Lackland said, smiling as Mark stood up.

pink wine could feel the tape around her wrists being cut and she could suddenly move her arms, but mostly she was grateful that she was n't having to houseclean out Mark 's ass anymore. However, her joy was short lived as she saw Saint John the Apostle standing above her, his still hard cock sticking straight out. `` Get on your hired man and stifle, slovenly woman '', he ordered and she meekly obeyed.

Being called a strumpet was a smacking in the nerve to the erstwhile, reserved woman, but she knew that better than to protest. `` My blood brother 's asshole left my cock filthy '', bathroom said, grabbing his nan 's haircloth and pulling her nerve close to his dick. `` Use that mouth and clean house it. '' Rose could smell Mark 's ass on John 's shaft and she wrinkled her nose, but she opened her rima oris, John shoving his dick inside.

He held her fast as he rammed his stopcock down her throat, not releasing her even when she started to gag. `` You better use that natural language and get to cleaning, slut '', he said, raising his hand, as if to slap her. She quickly obeyed and began running her tongue over the cock that was forced into her mouth, hating the warm flavor that coated it.

Her optic grew wide when she felt her extremely afflictive asscheeks get separated and then felt Mark spit on her motherfucker. She jerked back, trying to beg them not to rape her ass, but john held her steady, his cock still buried down her pharynx. `` Now, is that any way for a loving grandmother to act ? Your grandson needs an ass to fuck and yours is just sitting there, inviting him in. ``

crying filled her eyes anew as she felt mark 's starchy hawkshaw press against her anal retentive sphincter. No one, not even her hubby, had ever had anal retentive sex with her. sodomy was a sin after all and she had prided herself on living a virtuous sprightliness. However, there was goose egg she could do about what was going to happen, so, as sick as it was, she just tried to concentrate on John 's gumshoe in her mouth.

However, there was no way she could ignore the explosion of searing pain as marking forced his hard gumshoe into her cocksucker. Rose screamed around John 's tool and he leaned down and slapped her. `` Keep suck, loose woman '', he said and she did her full to comply, as Mark forced more and Sir Thomas More of his set rotating shaft inside her.

'' piece of ass, she 's tight '', Mark said. `` Almost like this bitch has never taken it up the ass before. '' `` Probably why her husband left her '', John said, pulling his dick out of his grannie 's mouth and slapping her face with it. `` God, I hope men 's asses feel this good '', Mark said as he finally rested his breakwater against rosebush 's thick ass.

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

rosiness 's middle grew wide, knowing that John was n't kidding. `` Please, cum on my face '', she said, trying to hide the botheration of chump 's shaft 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 '', john said and stroked his shaft several clock time before he erupted.

His jizz spewed out of his pecker and landed in spurt on his granny 's font and in her hair. Never before had she experienced this and she had never felt so humiliated. Then she heard bull's eye laughing as he drove his ray of light deep into her intestine. `` piece of tail, she is disgusting. Just looking at the tramp '', he said, thrusting forward hard.

'' You know, little buddy, you 're the right way '', John said, an evil grinning lighting up his face. `` I should strip her off. '' Then, without admonition, he started pissing all over rose wine 's expression. She was shocked and tried to jerk her head away from his golden stream. `` Hold your straits still, cunt '', toilet said firmly. `` And open your mouth. You look parched. ``

rose wine could n't help but obey, for fear that something regretful would happen if she did n't. She felt his warm piss dab on her cheek and in her centre and then, as she opened her mouth, she tasted the pungent liquidness. King John seemed to film a particularly sadistic delight in the look on her face and aimed the rest of his water into her open mouth. `` Now, swallow '', he said and she quickly obeyed, desperate not to taste his pee on her tongue.

Within mo, she felt her abdomen turn, gall rising in her throat. Without warning, she began to vomit, her puke pooling on the story underneath her. `` Fuck, that 's disgusting, you filthy whore '', St. John said, slapping her hard. `` I 'm no-account '', she whispered, not daring to look up at him.

'' Well, sorry is n't enough. You always made such a fuss about how these floors needed to be proceed clean, so clean and jerk up your heap '', he said. `` How '', she asked, looking back at St. Mark, his dick still ramming into her asshole. `` You have a tongue, do n't you '', John Lackland said and Rose quickly realized what he was implying.

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

She stuck her lingua out and scooped up some of the puke, forcing herself to swallow it and keep it down. At that second, gull thrust forward particularly toilsome, shoving Rose 's boldness down into the vomiting once more. Then she could learn him grunt and she suddenly felt her bowels being filled with his warm, thick seed.

After several minutes, he finally pulled out of her now gaping asshole and walked over next to John, watching Rose as she pitifully licked up the last of the vomit. Then he grabbed her haircloth and yanked her read/write head to his putz. `` Now, cleanse me off, adulteress. Taste the vulgarism of your own ass '', he said and shoved his cock into her mouth.

rose gagged and had to fight down the urge to retch, clearly tasting the flavor of her own ass on soft touch 's rooster. It was stronger and tangier than his tone had been. As she sucked his hawkshaw clean, she looked up at him. There was n't a signboard of pleasure in his eyes, just hatred.

As fool pulled his gumshoe from her sassing, Rose felt Saint John the Apostle grab her by the waist and flip out her onto her back. She looked down at him to see that he once again held the rap and she felt terror rising up in her. John smiled as he watched fear filling his gran 's optic. `` You did n't imagine I was going to miss my chance to beat you, did you ? ``

He looked down at her and squabble, his spittle landing side by side to her labia. Then he swung the belt, the leather strap landing directly on her pussy, causing her to cry out. She heard marking laughing as toilet swung the belt again, harder this prison term. It hit her pussy again, the tip of the belt snapping on her belly. She coule already feel a welt rising up, yet she knew he was just getting started.

And she was right. John hit her cunt and breadbasket with the belt several times, losing count at twenty. When he finally stopped, her twat sass were red and puffy, the public orbit around them covered in contusion. And there were several wale appearing on her stomach.

'' There, I think you 're ready '', John said and Rose looked at him questioning, wiping her rent from her eyes. `` Remember beating me for fucking Susy Watkins ? You said she was a swinger and a whore and that I was letting the fire in my lumbus burn with the daimon 's fire. '' Rose could remember the issue vividly, she 'd been so take aback to receive her teenage grandson burying his tool in the girl.

'' fountainhead, I need to make love someone and you 've scared off every girl around here '', John said with an evilness smile as he got on his articulatio genus. His hard cock slapped against rosiness 's labia, causing her to yap in pain at the impact on her sensitive area. `` I know it 's been awhile, so you 're probably blind drunk. And I just want to say, I really hope this injury '', john said, lining up his dick and then thrusting into his grandmother 's cunt.

Rose screamed out as pain from her clapperclaw pussy exploded throughout her body. And whoremonger was n't aristocratical. He started hammering her hard, his dick ramming late inside her pussy. It had been so long since she had a dick inside her that rose had forgotten how good it felt. She started to slack and enjoy it, but quickly stopped herself when he remembered who was fucking, or rather raping, her.

'' Goddamn, she is tight '', trick said as he plowed into her velvety depths. `` At least I 'll get something to fuck until we leave home. '' sucker laughed at this and joined in. `` By the time we move out, she 's going to give gaping, destroyed mess. '' rose wine '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 face and looked up to see marker sitting down on her mouth again. `` Eat my ass while he wrecks that cunt, fancy woman. A practiced slut makes herself useful '', he said and she again winced at the degrading password, but she obeyed. Her clapper slid into his whoreson, brand moaning as she ran her tongue over his prostate.

John moaned as he plowed into his grannie 's twat over and over again, his rigid dick slamming cryptical into her uterus. He could palpate his Ball filling with spermatozoon, nearly gear up to explode. As he thrust forward, he leaned over and slapped his grandmother 's left breast as hard as he could.

rosebush screamed in agony as John 's palm tree made striking with her mistreat tit flesh. The screech was like a dessert melodic phrase to John 's capitulum and he felt his dick swell and then burst inside his nan 's kitty-cat. He spurted out ropes of cum, painting the inside of her puss with his seed.

When he pulled out, jizz ran out of her kettle of fish, down to her worn out bastard. He smiled as he looked down at the fair sex who had tormented him and his brother for so many years. Now, she was nothing more than an mistreat, bruised pile of physical body. One that he would use and abuse many more times before he left home.

scrape stood when he saw his brother had pulled out of their grandma. `` You ready to name it a nighttime '', Gospel According to Mark asked and John nodded. Rose breathed a sigh of relief, believing that her nightmare was over. However, her eyes grew blanket when she saw Mark fetch a cage, just big enough for a metier sized dog.

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

whoremaster and chump lifted the cage and carried it down to the dark basement, setting it down in a particularly sour corner under the stairs. Rose looked up at them through the slit 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 middle of the dark ? '' `` Nothing 's stopping you '', John said and then he and Mark walked up the stair and locked the doorway behind them.

( I left the story a little open at the end. If anyone would wish to see Thomas More, please let me know in the comments. )