Melani Demoiselle Initiation
February 3 2015
"Welcome and good morning/good evening to everybody," Maitre Thomas greeted everyone gathered in the Chateau Library. "As well know the initiations are very important event for the House of Roissy, and I would like to thank you all for attending to support her transformation form Debutante to Demoiselle. Sister Nara, please bring our new Demoiselle forth."
Melani was summoned and brought forth. Nara presented her and guided Melani to kneel upon a cushion placed before Maitre Thomas and two other Doms, Sir Lavador and Maitre Aquiles.
When Maitire Thomas placed the Roissy Val d'Oise Collar of O around her neck, he informed her, "Melanie, this collar I place on your neck is the collar of Roissy Val d'Oise..I know you will wear it with pride."
He properly positioned her by widening her legs and exposing her two lower holes to all gathered. He cuffed and bound her wrists behind her. Then, leashing her collar, he began.
He lowered the crop down her lean smooth body to her mound and presses it firmly..."Melanie..you know this is how O was introduced to the Family as well."
"Yes Maitre Thomas," she said with a shaky voice.
He flicked the crop sharply on her left nipple, his nostrils flaring. "Melanie, are you ready...to become one of our girls ?"
"Yes Maitre Thomas, I am ready," she says proudly and confidently.
He produced a cloth from his jacket and tied it around her eyes, shutting off her vision, then tugged her by the leash away from the pillow so she was on his leather boot. "Melanie..I have two Dominants that will bring you forward..into our family as a Demoisselle. Sir Lavidor and Maitre Aquiles ."
"Yes Maitre," she says agreeing with his proposal.
"Master Aquiles will be your protector. Aquiles drove you here earlier as your protector, and you agreed to continue on with this journey, is that correct?"
"Yes Maitre Thomas that is correct."
"Today we will see if you are worthy of that journey." , "Come, I will present you to someone who you will serve without question as you listen to my directions now without question.""
"Yes, Maitre Thomas."
At this point, Maitre Thomas handed the leash to Sir Lavidor, saying to Melanie, "You you are standing in front of Sir Lavidor do as he says and serve him., without question."
"Yes Maitre Thomas."
He then handed the leash to Sir Lavador and returned to his chair.
Sir Lavidor Beery rose, moving to Thomas, holding out his hand he accepts the leash, "Thank you" his eyes looking at the woman in a long stern stare before nodding to her and leading her to the post where he unlocked each of her arms and bound the wrists to the post, his hand slid down her bare back, rough fingers glided over soft flesh, his eyes followed his hand as he took in the feeling of the woman, taking note of her body's shivers, the beat of her heart and the heat of her flesh.
Stepping back he moved to his chair and placed his hat and jacket upon it before retrieving a wooden rod, in a brisk military about face he spun to face her again, crop in hand he moved to her in three quick steps and as his foot landed on the last step, without a word of warning he brought the rod slicing through the air with a light whistling sound until it crashed against her bare back at her shoulder blade, thin wood angrily biting on flesh, another step and his lips are at her ear, "submission" he whispered to her and stepped back to watch her body's reaction.
Melanie could feel the wood crack against her back and she screams fillinf the room with noise. She arches her back gently with each crash, and she feels his soft lips against her ear. "Submission" runs through her mind and she realizes this is what she wants. Her mind fills with pleasure and pain as the whip continues to crack. Her body shudders wanting more. Her heart races and her breathing is heavy. Her back stings with pain, but pleasure as well. She rests her head on the pole appreciating the break.
He did not speak again as there was nothing she needed to hear, only to feel the sting of the rod, to release her thoughts of control or resistance, the rod came down again and again criss crossing her back, from the left, then the right, a pause to enjoy her reaction, then right and left, a pause, left for three times then right once, again and again the angry rod rained down on her tender flesh in random fashion coming from high then low, left then right varying the timing to keep her off balance
Her legs began to shake and her hands grasped harder onto the pole. She grited her teeth, letting out small screams with each crack of the whip. She screamed again with the crack, gritting her teeth once more and breathing heavily.
Sir Lavidor was pleased with her small screams and the tightening grip of her small hands, dropping the rod he lowered the ropes and guided her to her knees before him, her face mere inches from the hard bulge in his pants, guiding her hands to his zipper "Please me" he said plainly, his breath quickened from the ordeal and the vision of the woman in her submissive and vulnerable position, his feet moved to a solid stance shoulder width apart, balanced and he waited expectantly.
Melanie stood and was guided over to a soft ottoman where she is led on her kneels. She hears his words and slowly lowers his penis into her mouth. She sucks the tip slowly, and goes down until fully submerged into her mouth. She begins to pick up to pace sucking in and out, in and out. She moans under his skin which is muffled. She follows her hands behind her mouth, continuing to suck harder and harder.
Sir Lavidor Beery gave a soft gowl feeling her moans vibrate up his rod, then he ran his fingers through her hair then pulled back so that she looked up at him, "take a breath" he said and waited for her to decide to do so or not, either way he then pulled on the back of her head, pulling her into him and thrusting his hips forward at the same time, driving his manhood past the opening of her throat and down it, holding her there, buried deep in her he savored her body's reactions before moving her head back to let her breath then sliding her moist warm mouth up and down his shaft
Melanie was pulled away with her soft hair. She took a good breath, before his penis thrust deep in her throat, gagging a little and her body begins to shake in want and desire. She takes another deep breath, and goes back to sucking his manhood up and down, quicker and harder to truly please him
With a loud grunt and growl he slammed her face into his belly and exploded in a climax of raw primal lust, back and forth he drove her head headless of her comfort as he used her for his pleasure shooting load after load of hot seed down her throat and into her tender mouth.
She feels him tense up his body and she lays her hands on his thigh, feeling the warm salty liquid flow down her mouth. She smiles hoping she pleased him like she was instructed. She moans along with his growl, feeling pleased as well.
He pulled out of her pushing her head back so that her bottom fell on her ankles, reaching around he locked her wrists back behind her back, grabbed her leash and lifted her chin with it, looking into her eyes he gave an approving nod, "good girl" he said then gave her a harsh yank to spin her around to face Thomas, "Thank you." He smiled.
Thank you Lav," said Maitre Thomas, adding, "now over to Brother Aquiles."
Maitre Aquiles Iramesius walks up to the girl lifting her chin and lashing her collar tightly and helping her stand up by pulling on the leash, pulling on her leash he helps her up. He looked around the room ...making eye contact with some and loudly announces that I have been told that this girl believes she is ready to be presented to the Masters. In a loud voice he said, "This wants to be part of us ..belong to us ....be a member of our prestigious community. And we will let her know that we are here to make sure she truly is."
He tugged her leash to gets her attention, running his fingers up and down her tender skin he positions her for some questions as he walks behind her. He taps on the whip he carries on his hip, releasing the whip he lets the tip of it brush against her naked back.
"Girl, you shall receive 3 lashes and after you receives each one you will respond to a question."
"Yes Maitre Aquilies."
He watches as the girl trembles with fear as she wonders what she will be asked and moves the whip up and down her back and lashes across her naked back, asking the first question.
"Why are you here?"
Gritting her teeth from the sudden bite, she speaks slowly, "I am here to please all dom's, masters and Maitres here Maitre Aquilies."
Maitre Aquiles is pleased with her answer he gets ready again and ashes her a second time. Melanie grits her teeth again screaming through her closed mouth as the whip cracks again.
Maitre Aquiles asks, "What does that collar Maitre Thomas put on your neck represent to you?"
Melanie breaths once more, "It represents control and honor and serving to whomever presents and holds the ownership to this collar. It also represents that I am a submissive."
He is pleased with her answer and gets ready for one more lash ...this time really making it count, he goes hard for that 3rd lashing.
Melanie bares herself for the whip again, and feels the intensity of the whipping. Her feet begin to tumble forward but she catches herself. Her heart is racing and her skin is alive.
"What does submitting to a Master mean to you?" he asks the third question as he slowly folds his faithful whip and puts it to his side.
She speaks once more, "It means that I will serve all his wants and needs and we will both respect the likes, limits and of course our safe words. We bond physically and mentally and make sure that we are both stable Maitre."
A third time, he is pleased by her answers he grabs her by the hair and moves her to the red cushion. As he places her , he makes her use her teeth to unzips his pants out his cock to work the girl. "There is a reason why you were asked 3 questions ......there are 3 holes in this girl to be used ......." and as if he wants to see what she will do with her mouth without saying a word, he grabs her hair he guides his manhood deep inside her mouth. As she tries by instinct to hold back ...he pushes forward almost gagging her.
"Your second hole to be used is the one that shall always be ready to be used by a master," he says, adding not to her but those gathered, ".....her sweet and tender pussy."
As he holds her down all the way inside her her rotates her in order to penetrate her. As she opens her thighs to welcome him ...he parts her lips with his cock and goes deep inside her, resting his hand on her hip bones he drives deeper into that pussy that wil lbe used by Masters and shall always be ready to serve.
Maitre Aquiles reaches over and as he drives deep inside her he pulls on her nipples out and up. She tilts her head back revealing her covered face to everyone around her. Her nipples harden with is touch, and her body climaxes. She screams in pleasure as her eyes roll behind her hear. She continues to feel him deep inside of her as warm liquid flows out of her sex.
"One last hole to be use," he says "...perhaps one of this Master's favorite ....for there is such a power exchange associated with it .....her tight and tender asshole." He slows down ....flips her over ready for use. She moans loudly, knowing she has not been used there before.
Putting a leg across he slowly places his cock at the entrance and slowly penetrates her as she tried to relax and welcome him inside her tight ass. She grits her teeth in pain, as her butt slowly opens around him. Pain slowly becomes pleasure and she moans feeling the softness of his stroke on her tender rear. Holding her shoulder he pushes her down as his entire cock finds its way inside her... the initial resistance becomes a welcome slide in an out of her tight hole.
Maitre Aquiles holds her neck firmly he continues to take her analy so she learns to appreciate a master ability and to many right to use her at will. She grasps to ottoman around her soft hands. Moans become louder and louder as it becomes more pleasurable. He moves her legs up her penetration is complete.
Her moans fill the room loudly. Juices drip from her pussy as they bathe his cock entering her back door. He slows down to enjoy the penetration as his orgasm builds up. She climaxes once more, moaning loudly feeling the warm liquid drip out of her sex and onto his buldge.
He gets her on her knees he works her now welcoming hole and as he drives in he gives her a swift smack across her cheeks. Her kneeds begin to buckle and shake and she feels his hands drive against her skin once more. She bites into her arm and screams.
He grabs the back of her hair he gets ready to cum all over her and ready himself, pulls his cock out of her ass ...making a gasping sound as her sphincter returns to its normal size, blowing his cum all over her back Melanie screams as he takes himself out of her and her rear returns to normal size.
Finished with her, he stands and guides the girl to Maitre Thomas. "Here you go Brother." He hands over the leash, returning to his chair.
Maitre Thomas removes the cuffs from her wrists and touches her cheek..then removes the blindfold, putting it back in my suit pocket.
"Thank you Maitre Thomas."
Without a word, he guides her to her knees..turning her to the crowd. "Thomas (thomasx.xue) speaks with profound pride.."Melanie, 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 progresses."
Juliette Surrealdreaming
Roissy Journaliste
*Photos courtesy of Xana
