Twins Equal Twice The Payback

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John and Mark 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 woman kneeling before them, her hands taped together behind her back, a strip of tape over her mouth. John reached down and ripped the tape from her mouth, smiling a sadistic smile when she screamed. “Well, Grandma, it’s time to teach you a lesson”, he said, his face filled with cruel joy.

***

To understand the events that are about to occur, you must understand what came before. John and Mark had been raised by their grandmother, Rose. Their mother had given birth to them young, at just sixteen, the same as her mother had given birth to her. But their mother didn’t make it through childbirth alive. After delivering Mark, 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 small southern town, no more than one thousand people in total, in a small house on the outskirts of the actual town. And she was very religious, forcing the boys to go to church and beating them over the head with her beliefs.

This became particularly aggravating to them as they got older 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 John got caught behind the church one Sunday afternoon, with Susy Watkins, his grandmother beat him so hard that he couldn’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 brother’s screams as their grandmother bear him viciously, for what seemed like hours. The entire time she was screaming that being homosexual was a sin and that Mark would burn in hell if he didn’t change his ways.

After she finished, John watched as she went to her bedroom, her bible in hand. Then he snuck into his brother’s room, gasping at the sight. Mark’s legs were bloodied and bruised, his pillow soaked with his tears. 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 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 can’t wait until we’re old enough to leave and get away from her forever.”

“That’s still a few years off”, John said, but a strange look was on his face. “But maybe, we could make her pay, punish her for being such a cunt to us.” “What did you have in mind”, Mark asked, leaning up and looking at his brother inquisitively. “Here’s my idea”, John said and, as he spoke, Mark smiled, hardly able to wait to put their plan into motion.

***

Now here it was, weeks later and they stood above their grandmother, her eyes filled with fear as John ripped the tape from her mouth. “Well Grandma, it’s time we teach you a lesson”, 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 household before. John swung his open hand hard, his palm making contact with his grandmother’s face. She yelped in pain as a handprint appeared on her cheek, looking up at the young man before her. “Bitch, you will keep your mouth shut unless you want to be slapped again”, John said, surprising everyone there with his choice of words.

But Mark was quick to catch on and joined in. “That’s right, cunt. You’ve tormented us for years and now, it’s your turn. Your turn to feel pain and fear and shame”, he said, his anger rising quickly. “I was just trying to make sure you were on God’s path”, Rose said, forgetting she wasn’t supposed to speak.

This time, it was Mark who hit her, his hand smacking her opposite cheek. “Fuck you”, he said, spitting on her face. “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 right back.”

Mark nodded at his brother and watched him leave the room. Then Mark 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 time. “You won’t get any mercy 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.

Rose had large tits, 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 night to end. But it was only just beginning. “I’ll bet it would hurt more if I made direct contact with your skin”, Mark said and fetched a pair of scissors from the kitchen.

Rose watched in horror 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 naked. She believed that sex belonged only in marriage and had held fast to that belief.

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

It was the same escort belt she used when disciplining the boys, trying to keep them on the straight and narrow. Now she looked at it with fear, knowing that it was going to be used to hurt her. “I think I’ll join you”, John said before stepping close to his brother.

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

She looked at him in terror, wanting to beg and plead for him not to, but she didn’t want to get hit again. “No, I’m not going to cut your nipples off”, he said and she felt a small hint of relief as he laid the scissors down. “Not yet, anyway”, he said and the feeling of relief vanished, knowing that, at any point, he might permanently mutilate her body. “I want you to feel the fear and terror we’ve felt all of our lives”, he said and then moved behind her.

Suddenly, he kicked her in the back, making her pitch forward, her face slamming into the tile floor. She tried not to scream, 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 scissors. Suddenly she felt her knee length skirt being cut away, followed by her panties. Even through the pain, Rose felt mortified 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 brother. “You want to go first”, he asked, holding out the belt. Mark nodded and took it, then yanked his grandmother’s head 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 isn’t a sin.”

“I can’t”, she whispered. “Then you’ll suffer, bitch”, he said, slamming her face to the ground. Rose cried out and tried to mentally prepare herself for what was to come. She hadn’t felt the sting of a belt since she was a child, her father used to punish her with his belt. And, no matter how much it hurt, she knew she couldn’t do what Mark wanted.

Suddenly she felt the sting of leather against her bare ass and she screamed out, feeling her resolve waver. Over the next several minutes, Mark repeatedly hit his grandmother 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, Rose felt something inside her break. “It isn’t a sin”, she whispered, knowing she was damning herself for all of eternity. “I can’t hear you”, Mark said and raised the belt to strike again. “Being gay isn’t a sin”, Rose said, louder this time.

“See, that wasn’t so hard”, Mark said. “You just had to open your mind a little. Now”, he said, moving in front of her and kneeling next to John, “since it no longer bothers you that I’m gay, we have a show for you to watch. And if I see you look 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 next. Rather than grabbing the computer and forcing her to watch gay porn, as she had expected, Mark turned to John and pulled down his shorts, freeing his cock. “Are you ready, big brother”, Mark asked as his hand wrapped around John’s seven inch dick. “I’m ready if you are”, John said and then Mark began licking and sucking on John’s cock.

“But you’re brothers”, Rose said, immediately regretting her words when John stopped Mark, then walked over and kicked her in the side again, before sliding his dick back down his brother’s throat. “Shut the fuck up, bigot. You will only speak when we tell you to. Mark realized he wasn’t going to meet any guys around here, so he asked if he could practice his skills on me. I must say, he’s quite good 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, little brother”, John said, Rose’s eyes growing wide as he used that name so profanely. Mark sucked on John’s dick for several minutes before John removed his cock from Mark’s mouth.

“You’ll really enjoy this, bitch”, Mark said as he got on his hands and knees. John got on his knees behind his twin and lined up his dick with Mark’s puckered hole. Looking down, he could see Mark’s dick, only an inch shorter than his own, was rock hard in anticipation.

John pressed his dickhead against his brother’s familiar sphincter and then thrust forward, burying his entire length in one thrust. Rose watched in horror as John fucked Mark’s ass for the next fifteen minutes. John’s balls slapped against Mark’s, causing Mark to cry out in painful bliss.

Suddenly, John groaned and thrust deep, exploding inside his twin brother’s anus. Mark moaned as he felt his brother’s cum spurting deep inside his bowels. 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 tight hole around my dick. Now, you’re going to use that tongue of yours and clean my cum from Mark’s asshole.” As he spoke, 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 sinful, depraved activity. “Then I’ll just go ahead and remove your nipples”, John said and reached for the scissors. Rose’s escort bayan eyes grew wide and her tongue shot from her mouth, almost of it’s own accord, just as Mark’s ass planted itself on her face.

She could taste the salty flavor of John’s cum, mixed with the tart flavor of Mark’s asshole. She quickly moved her tongue in and out of his anus, scooping out the cum and swallowing it, trying not to think about the fact that she was tongue fucking her own grandson.

Mark moaned as he felt his grandmother’s tongue scooping his brother’s cum from his asshole. “Damn, this cunt knows how to eat ass”, he said, laughing. “We should have done this a long time ago.” “Well, we will definitely make up for lost time”, John said, smiling as Mark stood up.

Rose could feel the tape around her wrists being cut and she could suddenly move her arms, but mostly she was grateful that she wasn’t having to clean out Mark’s ass anymore. However, her joy was short lived as she saw John standing above her, his still hard cock sticking straight out. “Get on your hands and knees, slut”, he ordered and she meekly obeyed.

Being called a slut was a slap in the face to the older, reserved woman, but she knew that better than to protest. “My brother’s asshole left my cock filthy”, John said, grabbing his grandmother’s hair and pulling her face close to his dick. “Use that mouth and clean it.” Rose could smell Mark’s ass on John’s shaft and she wrinkled her nose, but she opened her mouth, John shoving his dick inside.

He held her fast as he rammed his cock down her throat, not releasing her even when she started to gag. “You better 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 tongue over the cock that was forced into her mouth, hating the strong flavor that coated it.

Her eyes grew wide when she felt her extremely painful asscheeks get separated and then felt Mark spit on her asshole. She jerked back, trying to beg them not to rape her ass, but John held her steady, his cock still buried down her throat. “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.”

Tears filled her eyes anew as she felt Mark’s stiff dick press against her anal sphincter. No one, not even her husband, had ever had anal sex with her. Sodomy was a sin after all and she had prided herself on living a virtuous life. However, there was nothing she could do about what was going to happen, so, as sick as it was, she just tried to concentrate on John’s dick in her mouth.

However, there was no way she could ignore the explosion of searing pain as Mark forced his hard dick into her asshole. Rose screamed around John’s dick and he leaned down and slapped her. “Keep sucking, slut”, he said and she did her best to comply, as Mark forced more and more of his rigid shaft inside her.

“Fuck, 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 grandmother’s mouth and slapping her face with it. “God, I hope men’s asses feel this good”, Mark said as he finally rested his groin against Rose’s thick ass.

“You’ll find out one day, bro”, John said, then glared down at his grandmother as he started stroking his cock. “Beg for me to cum on your face. Tell me you need it, because you’re a disgusting whore. Otherwise, I’ll see if my cock can fit in your ass with Mark’s.”

Rose’s eyes grew wide, knowing that John wasn’t kidding. “Please, cum on my face”, she said, trying to hide 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”, John said and stroked his cock several times before he erupted.

His jizz spewed out of his dick and landed in spurts on his grandmother’s face 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 bowels. “Fuck, she is disgusting. Just look at the tramp”, he said, thrusting forward hard.

“You know, little brother, you’re right”, John said, an evil smile lighting up his face. “I should clean her off.” Then, without warning, he started pissing all over Rose’s face. She was shocked and tried to jerk her head away from his golden stream. “Hold your head still, cunt”, John said firmly. “And open your mouth. You look parched.”

Rose couldn’t help but obey, for fear that something worse would happen if she didn’t. She felt his warm piss splash on her cheek and in her eyes and then, as she opened her mouth, she tasted the acrid liquid. John seemed to take a particularly sadistic delight in the look on her face and aimed the rest of his piss into her open mouth. “Now, swallow”, he said and she quickly obeyed, desperate not to taste his piss on her tongue.

Within seconds, she felt her stomach turning, bile rising in her throat. Without warning, she began to vomit, her puke pooling on the floor underneath her. “Fuck, that’s disgusting, you filthy whore”, John said, slapping her hard. “I’m sorry”, she whispered, not daring to look up at him.

“Well, sorry isn’t enough. You always made such a fuss about how these floors 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 asshole. “You have a tongue, don’t you”, John said and Rose quickly realized what he was implying.

“I can’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. escort bayan gaziantep “And, if you vomit again, you’ll lick it up again.” Rose shuddered as she felt her own vomit on her face, knowing she had no choice to obey.

She stuck her tongue out and scooped up some of the puke, forcing herself to swallow it and keep it down. At that moment, Mark thrust forward particularly hard, 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 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 hair and yanked her head to his dick. “Now, clean me off, slut. 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 Mark’s cock. It was stronger and tangier than his flavor had been. As she sucked his dick clean, she looked up at him. There wasn’t a sign of pleasure in his eyes, just hatred.

As Mark pulled his dick from her mouth, Rose felt John grab her by the waist 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 smiled as he watched fear filling his grandmother’s eyes. “You didn’t think I was going to miss my chance to beat 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 pussy, causing her to cry out. She heard Mark laughing as John swung the belt again, harder this time. It hit her pussy again, the tip of the belt snapping on her stomach. 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 stomach with the belt several times, losing count at twenty. When he finally stopped, her pussy lips were red and puffy, the public area around them covered in bruises. And there were several welts appearing on her stomach.

“There, I think you’re ready”, John said and Rose looked at him questioning, wiping her tears from her eyes. “Remember beating me for fucking Susy Watkins? You said she was a tramp and a whore and that I was letting the fire in my loins burn with the devil’s fire.” Rose could remember the event vividly, she’d been so shocked to find her teenage grandson burying his cock in the girl.

“Well, I need to fuck someone and you’ve scared off every girl around here”, John said with an evil smile as he got on his knees. His hard cock slapped against Rose’s labia, causing her to yelp in pain at the impact on her sensitive area. “I know it’s been awhile, so you’re probably tight. And I just want to say, I really hope this hurts”, John said, lining up his dick and then thrusting into his grandmother’s cunt.

Rose screamed out as pain from her abused pussy exploded throughout her body. And John wasn’t gentle. He started hammering her hard, his dick ramming deep 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 relax and enjoy it, but quickly stopped herself when he remembered who was fucking, or rather raping, her.

“Goddamn, she is tight”, John said as he plowed into her velvety depths. “At least I’ll have something to fuck until we leave home.” Mark laughed at this and joined in. “By the time we move out, she’s going to have 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 face 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 useful”, 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 cunt over and over again, his rigid dick slamming deep into her womb. He could feel his balls filling with sperm, nearly ready to explode. As he thrust forward, he leaned over and slapped his grandmother’s left breast as hard as he could.

Rose screamed in agony as John’s palm made contact with her abused tit flesh. The scream was like a sweet melody to John’s ears and he felt his dick swell and then explode inside his grandmother’s pussy. He spurted out ropes of cum, painting the inside of her twat 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 years. Now, she was nothing more than an abused, bruised pile of flesh. One that he would use and abuse many more times before he left home.

Mark stood when he saw his brother had pulled out of their grandmother. “You ready to call it a night”, Mark asked and John nodded. Rose breathed a sigh of relief, believing that her nightmare was over. However, her eyes grew wide when she saw Mark fetch a cage, just big enough for a medium sized dog.

“Get in”, John said and Rose obeyed, terrified of what would happen if she didn’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.

John and Mark lifted the cage and carried it down to the dark basement, setting it down in a particularly dark corner under the stairs. Rose looked up at them through the slits in the side of the cage. “You can’t leave me in here. What if I need to use the bathroom in the middle of the night?” “Nothing’s stopping you”, John said and then he and Mark walked up the stairs and locked the door behind them.

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

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