by River Belle
Contents
Title Page
TEASER
Copyright
PART ONE NAUGHTY NELLIE GETS ADOPTED
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
PART TWO REGRESSING THE HEIRESS
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
PART THREE THE DUKE'S LITTLE DARLING
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
PART FOUR ADOPTED BY THE DUKE AND DUCHESS
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
PART FIVE DIAPERS FOR THE DUCHESS
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
PART SIX ADOPTED BY THE DUKE
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
PART SEVEN REGRESSING ROSIE
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
PART EIGHT DIAPERED BY THE GOVERNESS
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
PART NINE ON DOCTOR'S ORDERS
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
PART TEN BEING LITTLE FOR THE BARON
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
MORE ABDL EROTICA
VICTORIAN ABDL STORIES
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FROM NAUGHTY NELLIE GETS ADOPTED
The Duke lifted me by the waist, and placed me on my unsteady feet, and I felt the beads jiggle around inside me, my little pussy muscles clenching around them.
‘Ah yes,’ said the Duke, watching my expression change as I felt the beads moving around inside me. ‘You’ll find yourself… how shall I put this… tensing up a little as the beads knock back and forth in your sweet little kitty. If we leave them in for several hours, it will make you all the tighter, and all the sweeter, when I finally enter you tonight.’
I thought he was about to leave, but, suddenly, he pulled a large length of white fabric out from his jacket pocket. Was it another outfit for me to wear?
‘Lie down,’ ordered the Duke, pointing at the bed.
He placed the fabric down on the bed and told me to wriggle down onto it.
‘I understand that Baby is going to be rather turned on by the present Daddy has given her,’ said the Duke. ‘In fact, Baby is going to get very wet down there indeed.’ He began tugging the fabric over my thighs, tying it at the groin. ‘So Baby needs a nice big diaper.’
Oh my goodness! He really was putting a diaper on me! And he was doing it up so tight. I could barely feel the circulation in my legs for a moment. My goodness! It pressed so firmly upon my bladder, and upon my sex. It made me tingle, and pushed the glass beads around inside me as I wriggled around inside it, making me cry out with pleasure.
‘Now be good, Nellie,’ said the Duke, looking down at me and smiling. ‘And I will see you later.’
With that, he spun around and exited my room, leaving me lying there, trembling, the moisture dripping between my legs, onto the square of fabric covering my kitty.
‘Oh, just one more thing,’ said the Duke, putting his head around the door for a moment. ‘Don’t even think about putting any more clothes back on now. I want all the other servants’ eyes on you in your little diaper, all day, as you work in the house. I want them to know what a ravishing little beauty I have here in my service, and what a lucky man I am, that I get to fuck her tonight. Goodbye, my dear.’
FROM REGRESSING THE HEIRESS
Oh god. A horrible thought began to form in my mind. Albert wouldn’t have done this… on purpose, would he? No, that would be crazy. There was probably just something wrong with the bathroom, and he’d locked it so that I couldn’t use it and make it worse somehow. I’d just have to use the house’s main bedroom. Inconvenient, but not so bad.
I made my way out of my room, mercifully able to remain a little more quiet this time. I could feel the pressure in my bladder increasing. I tried to remember the last time I’d visited a water closet. It was many hours ago, just after I’d started drinking. There must have been many, many wine’s worth of pee inside me, bursting to get out. I climbed the stairs to the toilet and tried the handle. It was locked as well. Goodness gracious me!
The house only had two bathrooms and they were both locked? Albert had to have done this on purpose, there was no way that there could have been a problem with both toilets at the same time, it was just utterly inconceivable. I felt a sudden pang of pressure in my groin and I felt my face contort in discomfort. I pushed my legs together, and my knees started to knock. Sweet baby Jesus! Wetting yourself while you’re asleep is one thing, but losing control while I was awake was something I’d never done! I started to panic. I’d have to go outside, it was the only thing for it.
Running now, and all thoughts of being quiet long forgotten, I hurried to the front door, almost falling down the stairs in my manic rush. Finally, I’d be able to empty my bladder and sleep in peace. I pressed my hand against the handle of the front door and pushed down.
It didn’t move. I pushed harder, searching for a key, a lock, anything I could do to get out. There was nothing. The realisation of my situation hit me full force. I was in a house with a mad man. He had wanted me to wet my bed again tonight, and get sticky and uncomfortable in waxed sheets. Suddenly, the pressure in my bladder reached a new level of discomfort. Utterly humiliated, and panicking like crazy, I slumped against the front door, and gave in.
FROM THE DUKE’S LITTLE DARLING
‘Well done, Rosie. You took your first lesson extremely well. You were most pliant and respectful. Now,’ he said, ‘the pain should be starting to fade. But the pleasure is just beginning.’ And he was right. The pain of the strikes was fading to a dull ache, but there was a new, complex pleasure starting in my groin. The memory of the beating was sparking something new in my little cunny, and as his hands started to gently stroke the flesh of my inner thighs, I began to feel almost intoxicated by the dark energy pulsing around me.
‘Oh look,’ he said, ‘it seems like someone’s little kitty is positively seeping with all this attention.’ I felt his fingers walking their way back along my rump and settle on the inside of my thighs
. ‘I suppose for a bad girl like you, getting smacked on the behind must have made your cunny-skin wet with lust.’ His fat fingers started to slowly stroke the lips of my rose, smoothly stroking my sweet little organ, causing even more nectar to spill from inside me, as I became entirely consumed with a burning passion.
‘Yes, Duke,’ I whispered, ‘please, my Duke.’ I could still feel the sting from his hand on my behind, and the memory of the pain mixed with the utter pleasure his hands began to gave me. His finger was the first part of anyone save me to enter the space between my legs, and his hooked, probing fingers discovered for the first time how soft it was inside me, how hot and how quivering my pussy was. He began to slide his thick, wide-knuckled digits into me while making little deep groaning sounds. I could feel my wetness starting to coat his hands, as he plunged now two fingers inside me.
‘What a tight little kitty,’ he murmured to himself, as he started to push harder, deeper into me. My body began twitching as he explored me, and with each confident pound of his fingers, I gave myself more and more to him, to his mastery, to his power, to his perversion. I now imagined him striking my behind again and again as his fingers stretched my flesh, then, suddenly, he moved his other hand to a space just above my opening, to what now felt the centre of my sexual power, and he began to wetly slide his fingers over a hard nub of flesh there. The pleasure, the surprise of it, was like flowers opening at the speed of light in my mind. I felt streaks of hot joy spread instantly over my body and then, black spots appeared in my vision as I began to buckle on top of him, and finally, without thinking, my mouth made a word that I’d never said before, and I exploded with pleasure, as my entire body stiffened and relaxed.
‘What a good, good girl,’ he said, stroking my hair, holding my body tightly as the waves of ecstasy spread throughout me. ‘Now, you will remain here until Daddy is ready to teach you your next lesson.’
Daddy?
FROM ADOPTED BY THE DUKE AND DUCHESS
The next morning, nice and early, the maid led me sleepily into mama and papa’s bedroom, and instructed me to climb under the covers between them. I clambered over the covers as the maid had told me, and slid underneath the warm covers into the luxurious space between my new parents. I felt my father’s naked skin against me, and was delighted to feel something hard pressing into my thigh. My papa had a nice hard cock, even though he was fast asleep!
When the maid left the room, I considered touching Papa's cock while he slept, desperate to see how smooth and hard it would feel beneath my fingertips, but I didn’t want to be naughty and wake Mama and Papa up in case they were displeased, so I simply lay there like a good girl, enjoying the feeling of Papa’s cock pressing into me on one side, and Mama’s nice big milky breasts pushing against me on the other side.
After quarter of an hour or so, Mama began to stir. ‘Good morning, baby,’ she whispered. ‘What a good baby, getting into bed so quietly and not waking us up.’ She smiled at me kindly. ‘Would you like a drink?’
‘Yes please, Mama,’ I said, opening my mouth wide in anticipation, while Mama pulled down the strap of her nightdress and released one large milky breast in front of my face.
FROM DIAPERS FOR THE DUCHESS
I picked up the Duchess, with my hands under her arms, so close to her bosom. My penis begged me to release it from my trouseers, to show this naughty Girl just how excited she had made Father, but, I contained myself. That was for later. However, I saw her look down at the space between my legs.
‘Daddy?’ she said. My manhood was clearly erect, it was obvious, and my baby had noticed it. She moved her foot as she dangled in the air and put it on my penis through my pants and started to rub. Even the dull feeling of her foot against me was enough to make me double up in pleasure.
‘No!’ I cried, ‘bad Girl!’
I sat on the stool and laid her across my lap. She was making a big fuss, crying and waving her hands around.
‘Shhh,’ I said, ‘now Baby, I need to tell you off for coming into this lovely house and being naughty.’
Baby continued to gurgle, but as she did, she started to grind her groin down, straight onto my cock. I wanted her so badly - but she was a bad girl, and needed to learn. I unfastened her diaper and pulled it down over her legs, my excitement growing as I saw the top of her behind and then, nestled in between her cheeks and under her, her bright, pink quim.
FROM ADOPTED BY THE DUKE
My eyes, level with the Duke’s crotch, saw something beginning to appear in the front of his pantaloons, something thick and bulbous, snaking up beneath the black fabric. I could smell something too, a hot, spicy, sexy smell, beginning to emanate from his nether regions.
I held my hands together in supplication and waited desperately for the Lord to save me. But the Lord did not save me, and neither did the Duke.
His hands began undoing the silver buckle on his belt, and then he reached inside his pantaloons and pulled out his meat, thick and strong, letting the enormous object spring out to its full length before me.
‘Oh, sir…’ I begged. ‘Please… No!’
‘That’s it,’ he said smiling. ‘Keep begging me, my girl.’
‘Please, sir,’ I said, looking at the monstrous thing before me. I thought it had previously grown to its full length, but it kept on growing, a thick, purple tip now protruding from the end of it, and the entire length of it now full of purple veins, bulging out of his skin as it filled up with blood and desire. ‘Please,’ I said again, quieter this time, as I became unsure of the effect this thing was having on me. I had thought at first I was scared of it, but now… now there was something else. I was almost… attracted to it.
FROM REGRESSING ROSIE
When I turned back to the changing mat, Rosie had her hands in her towelly nappy, and was rubbing her fingers in her excrement. At first I thought she was touching herself. My little girl playing with herself in front of Daddy on her first day! But no. I realised that wasn’t it at all. She was rubbing his fingers in her poop.
‘No, Baby! No!’ I said, smiling from ear to ear.
What a cheeky Baby I had got myself here.
By this time my dick was rock hard. I couldn’t believe my luck.
Rosie just stared into my eyes, feeling her shit and blinking up at me.
‘Naughty Baby,’ I said, mesmerized.
She brought one of her hands out of her nappy, and lifted it up towards me, as if offering it up for me to smell.
I didn’t need to bring my nose close to it to smell it, though. It smelt terrible. My sweet, sweet, disgusting Baby was really excelling herself.
Naughty Baby,’ I said again, undoing my pants without realizing what I was doing
FROM DIAPERED BY THE GOVERNESS
I took hold of the knotted ends of the cord which held my skirt together, and pulled at them gently, unhooking the fabric from round my body. The doctor and the Governess watched me carefully, and I saw them feasting on my body with their eyes as I undressed. The material fell from me straight down onto the dirty floor of the room, discarded and filthy on the ground. I stood in front of the only in my bloomers and brassiere, cold and vulnerable.
‘Now, the problem is clear for all to see, isn’t it Governess,’ said the Doctor, looking at me.
‘It certainly is, Doctor,’ said the Governess, licking her lips.
‘This young lady should not be wearing those stupid bloomers! She’s not grown up enough to be wearing clothes an adult would wear.’
What was he talking about? I was a fully grown woman!
‘Quite right, Doctor,’ said the Governess, ‘she should be wearing a diaper, like all of the other littles we have at the workhouse.’
A diaper? What on earth…
‘Luckily, I have just the thing with me, Governess.’ The doctor took something out of his bag. It was a large piece of folded white material. It was obviously a diaper, something that normally would be worn by a baby which hadn’t lea
rnt to use the toilet!
‘What’s going on here?’ I said, starting to feel odd.
‘Well, we find that wearing a diaper really helps that poor and needy learn their place in the workhouse. It is crucial to understand just how wretched you are, so that you can learn to be less wretched in due time.’
Were they really going to make me wear a diaper? Something about it was oddly appealing to me. If I was going to put on a diaper, I was going to have to remove my underthings first, and that would meant that the handsome doctor would see my little kitty, the little kitty that was starting to moisten with erotic thoughts, filthy and naughty urges.
FROM ON DOCTOR’S ORDERS
‘Doctor, I,’ I began. But before I had time to say anything, I felt strong fingers on either side of my delicate little entrance. They parted my sticky lips slightly, and then, with a cold, metallic prod, I felt the clamped end of the forceps slip inside me. The shock of the cold was immense, and I gasped. Then, before I had time to recover from this horrible sensation, I felt the doctor start to pry my lips apart.
‘Ugh,’ I grunted, and for a moment, the doctor stopped. But I wanted more, more of it in me! ‘Don’t stop,’ I whispered.
He pushed further apart and then, when I felt like my opening could take no more, he paused for a moment.
‘Oh my dear,’ he said, ‘you really have got the most beautiful little cunt I’ve ever seen. You are the youngest woman I’ve ever had sent to me, and, I must confess, operating on you is an utter pleasure.’ He licked his lips.