Ravaged by the Twin Demons

A young woman, recently broken up, visits a shoddy bar in town, looking for a bad boy who can break her and make her forget about the overwhelmingly terrible string of events in her life recently. After spending some time at the bar, she comes across seemingly identical twins – so much so that it terrified her when they took her to the back alley, tearing off her clothes and changing form to something much, much steamier!

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Ravaged by the Twin Demons

The Diamond was one of the sleaziest bars in town. It had the cheapest beer in the whole state, which attracted all kinds of people, mostly those that a reputable person would not want to associate with.

However, sometimes that’s precisely what some people needed, like Brenda. She broke up with her boyfriend after she found him in bed with another girl, drunk and high out of their mind. She cried and mourned their relationship, but she wanted to move on. Brenda was the kind of girl that needed a man’s touch quite often, and The Diamond sounded like the perfect place to pick someone up. He didn’t need a prince charming, just a bad boy that made her feel alive again.

She never expected to run into two of them at that bar.

The night was young, and she arrived at the bar early, wearing a short black dress that showed her beautiful thighs and wrapped itself tightly around her body, highlighting her voluptuous curves. The bar was mostly empty, but she turned all their heads, men and women, alike. Her hips moved from left to right as she walked on her high heels across the place and got to the bar.

Fred, the owner of The Diamond, had been the barman too for the last two decades. He received her with a smile.

“Good night, gorgeous. What are you having?”

“Give me a light beer, please.”

“Starting slow tonight, eh?”

“You could say that.”

The man handed her a glass with the beer that she asked for.

“You’re not from around here, are you?” he asked.

“No. But I heard that the place gets packed on the weekends, so here I am.”

Fred had been in the business long enough for him to read people accurately. The young woman wasn’t there to sell her services, but she was there looking for action. He could almost smell it.

She sipped the beer slowly, deliberately. She wanted to be sober that night to live it to the fullest. People started pouring in as the night progressed, but few of them caught her attention, and none her eye. She was looking defeated, and Fred noticed.

“Give it time, girl. It’s still early. Here, have some water.”

She was grateful for the man. Any other place would pressure you to drink and spend money, or they would kick you out to make space for paying customers. Ironically, the sleaziest bar in town had the kindest owner and barman.

Brenda almost choked on her water when she saw them come in. Tall and wearing leather, two men entered the bar. The dim light was barely enough, but she got to see their handsome faces, and she was pleased with what she saw.

The only way to tell them apart was the hairstyle: one of them had long hair, down to the middle of his back, and the other one had it trimmed to a few inches. They even had the same beard.

“Those are Roy and Red. Twins, as you can see,” said Fred, when he noticed that she stared at them.

“Red? Is that really his name?”

“Who knows, there are weird people out there that will name their kids all kinds of strange shit. You can ask him.”

“I don’t know if I’ll approach them.”

“Why is that?”

“I’m kind of shy.”

Fred laughed after looking at her from head to toe.

“I know I don’t look like it,” she said with a smile.

“It’s fine. Just smile at them when they look at you, and they’ll take care of the rest. I’ve heard that they have some reputation.”

“What do you mean?”

“That’s for you to find out,” he said and went to serve other patrons that started to line up in his bar.

Brenda shamelessly stared at them, and she wondered if any of them would notice her and buy her a drink, or better yet, take care out of there. They were precisely her type: bad boys in leather and with facial hair.

She finished her water, and someone stood next to her. She turned around excited, but it was someone else. The man in question smiled at her and tried to make small talk, but she wasn’t interested. She let him down gently, and he walked away with his tail between his legs.

Her dream finally came true when one of the twins looked at her. She offered him her most sensual smile, and he smiled back. She saw how he whispered something to the other twin’s ear, and they both walked up to her.

“You’re not from around here, are you?” asked one of them.

“Not really. Should we get out of here then?” she asked.

“Come with me”, said Red.

The man grabbed her hand and pulled her along, across the bar, and through the backdoor. They stepped outside onto the back alley. It was dark, and there was nobody else around, except for Roy, who stepped outside behind them a few seconds later. She was so wet that her juices almost ran down her thigh. She wore no underwear under her fancy dress.

“Now, where did you want to go?” asked Red.

“Somewhere else.”

“We’re alone here, aren’t we?”

Red grabbed her dress and pulled her towards him before she could answer. She was wet but being manhandled and thrown around like that turned her on even more.

Roy got behind her and planted a hand on her ass with a loud slap. He didn’t let go and instead squeezed it with such force that it hurt her. It was the kind of pain that she wanted to feel more of. Red grabbed her chin and kissed her before she could react to his twin brother. His tongue invaded her mouth while she put her hands up, but she only found his leather jacket. He was forceful and assertive - they both were.

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