Delia's Demoiselle Initiation
WHO Delia Eston (Animatriste Resident)
WHEN Sunday, Oct. 8, 2023
WHERE Chateau Library
VDO FOUNDER René
MASTER OF CEREMONIES Chicago
PROTECTOR Robert Wisdom
2ND DOMINANT Mid Colman
MENTOR Seta Diletta Rosea
DOORKEEPERS Rain and Eden
by Blue Ronsein, Roissy Journaliste
Photography by Mia Trifone and Brinker Leigh
Samois Sister Freyja steps closer to the gate of Samois and ushers Delia and her mentor forward. Robert Wisdom, her Protector has arrived. "Hello Debutante Delia," he says to her in a formal voice. " I will be your Protector for your Initiation. Do you still wish to proceed to your Roissy VDO Demoiselle Initiation?"
She looks up and nods in agreement. “Yes, I want it Sir Robert.” He continues, sounding as if he's reciting a script. “Debutante Delia, let's get into the car. Allow me to take you to The Roissy Chateau."
Thus begins the girl's journey from Debutante to Demoiselle at Rossy Val d'Oise. Inside the Chateau, the founder of Roissy, Maitre René, makes small talk as they wanit for the limousine to deliver Delia.
"The beauty of the Demoiselle Initiation will make everything serene. Evening is a good time to look back at our day and think about everything we have done. Hope everyone will enjoy this evening with positive thoughts." He find his comfy chair in the corner and sits down in deep thoughts.
Chicago, the designate MC for today's initiation, speaks. "I'm glad you could all join us today... We are always eager to welcome a beautiful new demoiselle into our fold and your support makes that even more special. It's been a while since I've been the MC for a demoiselle initiation.... and it’s always a pleasure to return." He turns to look at the Demoiselle's mentor. "Seta would you please have the girl brought here from the tower and present her to us, her famille and the Dominants of The Château?”
As she responds and goes, he outlines the protocol for the solemn tradition... then continues, "Let's all be quiet now as I hear footsteps on the back stairwell"
Seta re-appears with Delia. "It is with pleasure that I introduce Delia who wishes to continue her journey towards sisterhood.
Chicago smiles as Delia is brought into the room, prepared in lovely garments and placed before him on the cushion, "Thank you, Seta. you may return to your cushion.”
T H E C H A L L E N G E
The white-haired Maitre from the Windy City proceeds to asj Delia a series of questions to assure she is willing, if initiated here, to fulfill her obligation to serve the Dominants. She assures him she is.
“Rise!" he instructs, "Face your famille now and remove your clothing as your own eyes meet those appraising you. Look at each one and allow your eyes to meet theirs and find courage in the eyes of those here and supporting this special moment in your submissive journey."
With her heart in turmoil, Delia obediently gets up and unfastens the clasps of the dress and unties the shoes, blushing with embarrassment and looks at the faces of all present.
"Now come kneel before me again." From my jacket pocket. I retrieve the traditional soft black leather collar of the House of Samois and lean down, my facial expression and posture conveying the gravity of the moment and place it around the girl's neck making sure of its proper fit.
A shudder runs down her back at the contact of the collar
Chicago takes a deep cleansing breath “Delia, I now collar you as a submissive to the House of Samois and will proceed with the first phase of this ritual of passage, The Punishment."
T H E D I S C I P L I N E
Delia squints for a moment and waits. He looks down at the girl again searching her eyes attempting to read her emotions He again smiles his eyes remain focused on her. He places one hand on her shoulder as he reaches again into the pocket of his suit producing a slender leash which he snaps onto the ring of her new collar.
At that physical contact she feels a shudder and the heartbeat increases, The MC moves his face close to hers, their eyes meeting directly once again. He speaks in a low voice and measured cadence. "Do not fear what is about to happen Delia. What I say to you now is something I have often repeated when talking to an initiate just where you find yourself now. In this moment of anxiety, I ask you to consider what I say next and allow it to bolster your courage...Where there is fear there is power. Whatever the magnitude of your fear, understand that there is an equal measure of inner courage and strength to draw from within you. Now rise and follow me."
She obeys, as he leads her to the T-post, unleashs her and instructs her to face the padded post and to extend her arms and spread her legs to align with its form. He adjusts the cuffs and places two fingers between her flesh and the cold metal to assure there is no chafing or circulatory problems.
Chicago regards the girl's back and sees the tension that has a hold on her body and mind at this moment. He observes that the muscles of her back and shoulders are tightly knotted as are her calf muscles as she strains to hold the position he has ordered her to assume.
Delia closes her eyes and tries to control her breathing, because of the tension she's feeling. “I am going to flog you Delia, but I will limit my strikes to the area from your waist to your thighs.
You will receive 5 strikes after which you will thank me for performing this essential part of the ceremony.”
She breathes loudly and nods, then jolts to that unexpected and strong contact. "As I often lose count in situations like this Delia, you will count along with me and count each strike on your bottom. Remember to be courageous, obedient and proud of your submission.
Enough words!"
A burning begins to rise towards the brain, I tighten my mouth so as not to leave any moans, "yes Maitre, I will do as you order me." He takes two steps back and swings his hand-crafted horsehair flogger through the air and it creates a swishing sound.
He steps forward and measures the distance between the flogger and the lovely young girl and takes one more half-step forward to assure himself that the edges of the flogger will wrap around his intended target – rather than cut into her soft flesh. “Ok, Delia, don’t forget to count” No sooner do the words come out of his mouth, than he delivers two quick medium strokes - one from the left and one right - to the porcelain-like cheeks of her derrier.
"Yes Maitre-- I try to focus on the blows and forget the burning" and she counts each stroke aloud.
He crouches like a Grand Slam tennis pro returning a volley at Wimbledon. His next two strokes are in a figure eight pattern and aimed lower at each of her thighs. “Delia? Perhaps my enthusiasm might have caused me to lose count. Are we at 2?...or 3?”
With low and broken voice, I answer "we were at 3 and 4 Maitre" as two tears silently slide down her cheeks. "Ah, okay." he says and Chicago walks forward towards the girl and slips the warm handle of the flogger between her legs and wiggles it. He then puts his head on her shoulder. moves his lips to her ear --- whispering, “you’re doing fine girl, just one more sting, and I’ll release you…”
He steps back to his original position, takes a deep breath, and with great force swings the flogger one last time... winds up and swings the flogger hard against Delia's helpless body.
"Five" she almost says screaming from the pain he felt with that blow. Finally he tosses the implement behind the post and quickly moves in to wrap one arm around the girl as he releases her bindings.He removes her cuffs and places his arm around her shoulders, supporting her to stand upright, then gives her shoulders an encouraging squeeze.
She curls up, controlling that burning and pain, in the embrace, keeping her gaze down, waiting. “You're a good girl Delia, you did admirably. This girl has borne her punishment with courage and dignity. She has my recommendation to move on in this ceremony. Now we will see how well she bears up being opened sexually"”
Those words seem caresses that alleviate that intense moment
T H E P R O T E C T O R
Robert Wisdom stands and accepts her leash from Chicago. "Delia you handled that well; now sit before me" He looks into her eyes "are you still wanting to continue with this path"
"yes, Sir, I do, that's how I chose my path in Roissy." He smiles at her "I will now open you sexually for my brother dominants" He moves closer to her reaching into his pants to pull out his cock "you will service me with your mouth and tongue"
"I open my mouth and touch the penis with my tongue, letting it enter slowly. I close my lips tightening them on the member that begins to soak, and the tongue that wraps it caressing it... big sighs with my nostrils open, and I smell the sex. Robert smiles as she pleasures him orally "doing very well" He feels his erection grow stronger under her ministrations and starts moaning as her actions excite him climaxing as he cums in her mouth
Rivulets of saliva come out of Delia's mouth as I begin to move with my head, until I touch that turgid glans with my throat. Small retching goes up from the pressure of the glans in the throat, I stretch my head, and slowly I welcome all that member in my mouth
He allows her tongue to clean off his member then puts it back in his trousers. Brother Mid are you ready for me to pass you her leash"
Mid takes the leash nodding to his brother Robert. Delia remarks, "The pace is short." With my arm I wipe my cheeks moistened and dirty with his semen
T H E 2 N D D O M I N A N T
Mid Colman holds the leash firmly...he smiles at the future Demoiselle and removes his jacket and unties his tie and approaches more to the submissive, he puts his index finger under her chin ..his face close her face ...He whispers her but enough loud so that the audience can hear " now we will open your two other holes ...turn and show me your back"
Delia looks up a little to see the face of the Maitre, and a slight nervous smile is painted on the embarrassed face, "Yes Maitre"
At first he places his hand on her back tenderly because marks that his brother Chicago let her but step by step he pushes a little more, he wants her to feel its weight and his leads on her which forces her to bend over. thus exposing all her intimacies. She leans forward meekly to the pressure of that hand. As he runs down with his index finger her spine slowly he removes his shoes and pants. When his finger reaches her lower back he takes his hard cock out of his boxers with his hand and bring the head of his cock towards the entrance to her intimate lips.
Out of the corner of your eye she looks at that nakedness. He rubs her pussy with the head of his cock his other hand still on her back so that she feels his control. while he feels that her pussy is ready to accept his cock he pushes his cock inside her ..in one go he inserts his penis all the way until the balls he wants her to feel penetrated...open... He takes a long breath and grab her hair with on hand and her hip with the other.
I let myself go to that touch, as Delia feels that member make its way through my folds, I squint in a sweet numbness. I follow his movements, opening his thighs slightly. I feel the tearing of the hair, the head go back and I indulge to relieve that sudden pain. Mid then begins to come and go regularly with the same pace he wants her brain to understand the rhythm and give in to desire.
With the head held high for a moment Delia's gaze turns towards those who observe that moment, feeling a sudden disturbance. After a few minutes of regular rhythm, he changes completely by giving three quick strokes back and forth then a long, deep stroke where he keeps his penis inside her for a long time. he does this several times. 3 quick strokes and 1 long. He wants her to feel that he can control himself and manage the pace.
Slowly she lets herself go to the rhythm, I close my eyes, and I feel all the strength with which Man is making his way into me. As he continues his pace he lifts her head slightly, grabbing her by the hair..he wants her to look at the audience while he is fucking her. “Look at the other dominants, it’s for them that you are here, they are also the ones you will serve”
In the darkness of sight, listen to those words, filtered by the sound of the heartbeat in the ears and smell. As he feels his desire rising he realizes that he also has to take care of her little hole before he cums. He lets her hair down and uses his index finger to caress her asshole while his cock is fully inside her. he wants to prepare it to receive his penis by first pushing in his index finger.
Instinctively my sphincter clutches at that touch, and the fear of feeling pain assails me for a moment
while the sexual pleasure of that moment now involves her. As he removes his index finger from her little hole, he pulls his cock out of her pussy. and immediately enters it into her asshole..slowly so that she appreciates and accepts this penetration.."I clench my eyes and grit my teeth," she wails, panting trying not to clench the sphincter, to control the pain and facilitate that penetration
He feels his penis tight and his veins swollen with blood under pressure. he feels shivers down his spine... both of his hands hold her hips tightly so that he can move back and forth well. He knows that he is going to cum soon. Small murmurs of pain emerge from her slightly open mouth, although she is beginning to experience a warmth and a slight pleasure that I did not imagine. I feel that rubbing and a strange pressure in my belly, pleasant
Hs desire is now too strong, he loses his control and he fucks her roughly and fast, thinking only of his own desire. He ends up cumming on her back...leaving his hot sperm on the lower part of her back. he shouts forgetting that he is not alone "goooood your two are now open to serve the dominants of Roissy" he slaps gently her right butt..."you may stand"
In pain, her ass looking on fire, she gets up uncertain on her legs, panying open-mouthed now, and small trails of saliva come out sliding on my arms. Feeling a little weak he has difficulty standing, he quickly gives the leash to the master of ceremony...with a smile on his face showing his satisfaction.." her two holes are open for the dominants of Rossy"
I look at the face of the Man who visited me in my two intimacies and to that words with a feeble voice "grazxie Maitre Mid", lowering his gaze full of shame
T H E T I T L E
Chicago Accepts the leash from MId, "thank you Mid" yanks the girl closer to him. He places his hand on her shoulder. Gently signaling to kneel and face him. “Delia, you’re covered with silky perspiration and trying to catch your breath...but I sense you are feeling very happy inside.” She nods; he turns to his brothers, Robert and Mid.
"Gentlemen you and her mentor, Seta have prepared this girl well for service by the Dominant members of our community. We have taken this lovely debutante and disciplined her and opened her for use by the dominants of the Château and find her completely acceptable and recommend for her to fill the new role of Demoiselle."
He looks to Delia and smiles. “It’s never easy to complete the debutante path. So many new ideas being tossed at you... giving up the power over your own self to that of another, to do the bidding of a dominant member, to study hard in your workshops and your readings. But you did it! You are an inspiration to all those that follow you in understanding your submissive nature and will.
"Congratulations, Delia, you have proven yourself worthy of being called a Demoiselle of Roissy Val d'Oise.. Wear your collar proudly and take pride in the service you give the dominants of Roissy Val d'Oise. Face your loving community, Demoiselle Delia"
Much applause follows, loud cheering
F O U N D E R ‘ S A D D R E S S
Chicago turns to the leader himself. "I would like to turn the final moments of thes ceremony to our brother Maitre René. René, Please address your Famille."
"Thanks Chicagosax my friend." René stands and looks those present, smiling as he brushes the dust from his clothes. Looks back at that chair. Was very dusty. Someone must clean it more often or must I make it an mandatory task for our wonderful girls?
"As some of you may know, I was in a bad traffic accident some months ago. I finally can type again. Someone in this room even called me a ghost........anyway Im not a ghost yet. The car was a write off luckily i wasn't! Im back on the road again - the road to recovery. If anyone have some good ideas or even complains about our home Roissy Val d'Oise , please knock on my door.
"Back to this Demoiselle Initiation" looks at his papers.........."So, I did write down a few words for this Demoiselle Initiation. What an honour seeing the many loyal members, thanking them for the support they have shown Delia today as she became the newest Demoiselle at Roissy Val d' Oise. It is with great pleasure to stand and thank each of you that continue to support and participate in the events of Roissy Val d' Oise as we live as a family of friends. Thanks to each of the Loyal members you are each greatly appreciated.
"Delia, It is a pleasure for me to congratulate you on your path. I look forward to seeing you continue and grow in your submission as your training continues to progress. I thank you for the loyalty that you have show to Roissy Val d' Oise and the Masters here today as you submitted willingly. It is never easy to complete the debutante path.....So many new ideas being tossed at you...... giving up the power over your own self to that of another, to do the bidding of a dominant member, to study hard in your workshops and your readings........But you did it....... you are an inspiration to all those that follow you in understanding your submissive nature and will.
"Congratulations, Delia, you have proven yourself worthy of being called a Demoiselle of the House of Samois Val d'Oise.. Wear your collar proudly, and take pride in the service you give the dominants of Roissy Val d'Oise. Face your loving community, Delia. The rose is fairest when it is budding new, and hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. Today Delia, was amongst the fairest as she was budding new, she faced her fear's and conquered them as she submitted to the Masters of the Château.
[13:43] René (geir Resident): I congratulate you once again Delia and look forward to your success as you continue your path.
"I wish to thank everyone that participated in today's initiation, Maitre Chicago, Maitre Mid, Sir Robert, Gillian, Freyja .....As well as her mentor, Seta....For all of the hard work they have put into building and developing this lovely girl. I’d also like to thank our doorkeepers, for their vigilant service, Rain and Eden.
"Maitre Mid, please escort our lovely new demoiselle for some well-deserved aftercare...'"
Those assembled cheered Delia for her well-deserved completion of the path to Demoiselle. On that note, Chicago dismissed the assembly.
