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Feature Writer: Regis
Feature Title: BARON VON KUNDT’S CUNT & CUNTLET PARTY 1
Published: 21.11.2024
Story Codes: Young Ones, Abuse, Torture, Snuff
Synopsis: Baron Von Kundt was a ruthless Master, and had a taste for violence, particularly aimed at little girls, but ranging up to his teenage wife, his fifteenth. Somehow young ladies he took as brides didn’t survive his enthusiastic attention. Little girls were the subject of his brutal sports and tortures, being brought to the brink of life itself, and often crossing over to discover if there is life after death. His entertainments at his infamous parties frequently featured naked little ladies, who provided cock-raising shrill screams to illustrate what they were experiencing, stimulating ladies’ orgasms, and bringing the men to powerful ejaculations. The men were often provided little girls to ride their penises during shows to give them a place to deposit their jetting gobs of fresh spunk. These little ladies, now sexualized, would star in the next performance at the Baron’s estate. His parties provided outstanding entertainment for his guests, and life-ending nightmares for the naked little ones.
Baron Von Kundt’s Cunt & Cuntlet Party 1
The four beautiful little French girls in this story, all seven years old, had been playing a game at the birthday party in which the children were divided into small groups by the woman in black who was catering the party. Each of the groups was to hide in a different room of the estate home.
These four children, the most beautiful little girls at the party, had been specially selected to hide in the kitchen. As the woman in black was quietly removing them to her limousine parked in the back, the female chef discovered the plot and was quietly knifed in the belly by the woman’s chauffeur.
As the beautiful young woman bled out from the belly wound, he got his penis out, her panties off and inserted his raging dick into her anus. She slumped in death before he got his rocks off, but being a man of endurance, he continued to pump his penis into the tight asshole of the freshly created corpse until his semen flooded her colon.
The Baron’s butler had completed the prearranged sale of these very special little girls before the party from which they had been absconded had begun. When the black limousine bearing them arrived at the chateau, the chauffer, his cock cleaned and now back in his pants, took them directly to the large den.
The Baron and Baroness of the estate were sitting in repose by a large fire. With them were four invited guests, beautiful young women in light flowery dresses, who for fun, agreed to have their wrists bound to the arms of their chairs. They were told this was to be a very naughty evening.
They were eagerly anticipating unthinkable sexual delights and were now certain these were about to unfold. They all purposefully wore no panties over their shaved vulvas and wore skirts short enough to reveal their most secret charms to anyone interested in looking.
The Baron planned well. These four bound young ladies, none over the age of twenty-five, were the mothers of the arriving little girls. They had been invited to witness some erotic naughtiness with children and had willingly and eagerly accepted.
They had no idea it was their children they would helplessly witness being sexually compromised. When they saw their little girls being brought in, the ladies were shocked and began to protest, but the Baron let it be known their protests were for nothing.
The binding of their wrists and arms to the heavy chairs prevented them from getting up. They had come to his chateau as willing guests, knowing what was likely to occur, and now realized they were nothing but special captives of the Baron.
They were unable to do anything but witness whatever was going to happen. They were certain the horrors they had anticipated would now be terrible rather than stimulating. The Baron had set them up, and now they were going to witness abominations to their little girls.
Two handsome young teenage boys were present, a blonde German lad named Curt and a swarthy Italian boy whose name was Guido. The well-built sixteen-year-old studs were wearing tight faded jeans, white T-shirts with the Baron’s insignia, and blue deck shoes with no socks.
The only thing unusual in the two boys’ costumes was that these were women’s jeans, with no fly, and the tight material in the crotch had been cut out, to allow full freedom of their considerable erections and freely swinging testicle-packed scrotums. Their undercarriage was in prominent view.
The four women had, at the suggestion of the Baroness, willingly taken turns drawing the boys’ extended organs into their mouths and sucking on them, feeling the pulsing power of the growing male shafts as they increased in length and firmness from the ladies’ oral stimulation.
The lads’ well-shaven genitals were fully displayed, and the thick flesh shafts began to visibly rise even further as the pretty little girls were brought in. This was going to be an evening to remember. The boys had got to fuck and torture naked little girls here before, but these were special.
The Baron didn’t need to pay them, as they were always fully rewarded with the sexual favors of the young girls the Baron had brought in for such evenings. The slender yet muscular youths had been well trained for their role in sexual excess evenings.
They had been through many like it before, but they were excited by the sight of the carefully selected and very attractive children. Behind them stood a large wooden wall unit that had been created to hold an array of stinging whips, and had drawers full of imaginative torture implements. The Baron owned serious sex toys.
The small girls were stripped naked by the boys, and given long round chocolate bars. When they tried to eat them, they were struck hard on the buttocks with slender riding crops until the naked children squealed in pain. As they flailed the tender young flesh, the boys’ penises began to leak.
Gleaming spots of liquid emerged from the tips as their cocks, filled out even further with their growing sexual excitement. It was clear that these attractive and muscular young boys with enormous pricks and swinging balls were well-prepared and trained for their duties,
There was no doubt they fully enjoyed what they were required to do to entertain the baron’s guests. While the adults sat back in their lounge chairs sipping brandy, the girls were instructed to open the lips of their immature little love mounds with their fingers and to thrust the chocolate bars inside themselves.
The naked little girls were encouraged by firm slaps with the leather crops, and angry welts were already rising across their bare bottoms. The four of them spread their knees and put their fingers to work, attempting to stuff the thick round chocolate bars up into their virgin holes.
Curt and Guido used the whips to keep the little girls facing their hosts and new owners so that the extremely wealthy man and woman observing them could see and enjoy their painful struggle as they abused themselves with the stiff thick candy bars.
Their bound mothers squealed and squirmed in protest but to no avail. The slashing of the firm riding crops, intended for use on the thick hair-covered hide of a horse, was very effective when used with power on the naked tender flesh of these beautiful small girls.
There was a new aroma in the room, emanating from the vaginas of the distraught mothers, who against their better instincts, were experiencing growing sexual stimulation from the sight of their naked little virgin daughters being so cruelly treated with the whips.
When one of the nude children sat down on the floor to work on the difficult task, she was quickly back on her feet, thanks to the attention of the short whips. Two of the girls were not trying hard enough to break the firm hymen webbing of their little virgin holes, and experienced the sharp bite of the riding crops, which caused them to redouble their efforts.
At last, one of them screamed with her success. The first proof was a trickle of her blood which coated the chocolate shaft and the front of her little fist. The convincing proof was that the thick bar sunk into her more than half its length. The child stopped her screaming to look down in amazement.
Her little pretty little peepee now was open and occupied. The other three children, seeing that the results were not so terrible and were survivable, also thrust harder, and within a moment two more of them burst through the membrane, which was softened by the continued thrusting with the firm round candy bars.
The naked little girls, seeing their mothers sitting there watching them, assumed it was fine for them to continue to do what they were doing. It was uncomfortable, but they had already had curiosity about their peepees and had played with them in ways that told them they were closed.
The original story was a lengthy and detailed description of how the girl who had failed to open her virgin hole was required to thrust the thick and sticky chocolate bar into the neighboring orifice, her anus, but I won’t detail that difficult and humiliating event, as it will not likely interest you.
Let me instead say that she was finally successful at invading her tight little chocolate-smeared asshole, thanks to substantial and biting encouragement from the whip. In doing so, she produced as much erotic entertainment as the other three together so far, with streaks of her muck spotting the chocolate when the bar was retrieved.
Due to the rear orifice she had chosen to use for insertion, the chocolate bar lost its attractiveness as a confection and was no longer something she would want to put in her mouth. Fortunately for the squealing naked little girl, eating the shit-coated was not to be required of her.
Like the others, she was able at best to hide just over half of the bar, so that like the others, the rest of it stuck out of her crotch, although in her case it was from between her buttocks, and it looked for all the world like the beautiful naked child was emptying her bowels of a thick chocolaty stool.
Now Curt and Guido placed leather cuffs around the ankles of the frightened little girls, and then hung them in a row upside down from the massive brickwork above the fireplace, so that they were lined up, legs apart, like a row of erotic and highly stimulating human Christmas stockings, with a chocolate bar sticking out of their fuck holes.
Without pause, the boys picked up their stiff leather riding crops and took turns lashing at the exposed pussy of the first little girl, laying the rigid leather whips along the length of the pretty but swelling and reddened mini-cunt beside the protruding chocolate bar.
Their objective was to whack off the length of the chocolate bar sticking out of her exposed little cuntlet and to give the small unprotected female sex organ a sound thrashing at the same time, for the amusement of the wealthy Baron and the Baroness, and the education of the bound mothers.
The girls’ mothers squealed and struggled helplessly, and the moisture from their action-stimulated cunts, because they had chosen to not wear panties to this extravagant evening, dampened the leather of their chairs, and expanded the depth of the vibrant aroma of hot stimulated cunt filling the room.
The sound of rigid hard dry leather striking the resilient pussy flesh of the suspended naked child also filled the room, giving the reclining two members of the audience a keen sense of how much the boy was hurting the strung-up little girl. He was very good at drawing screams from naked children.
Her squeals of pain were tiny, sticking in her throat because she was so greatly distressed. It was clear from her tight little screams that the pain was extreme, pushing the edge of what she could tolerate without passing out. The boys were giving the lovely little girls the time of their lives.
They were teaching them the reality of sex life and the true value of females in the Baron’s infamous castle. The whips swelled the child’s exposed delicate sex meat severely, and as the pain increased from sensitization through ceaseless repetition, the naked dangling little cuntlet managed to produce full-throated screams.
These appeared to further stimulate the bound mothers. The reaction was so strong that the other three naked little girls twisted in their inverted positions to see what was being delivered to her. When they saw the whipping, they too began to scream, knowing it would also come to them.
THE END OF CHAPTER ONE