Mia's Demoiselle Initiation

Mia's Demoiselle Initiation

WHO                                       Mia (musicgirlwtf Resident)
WHEN                                     Saturday, Nov. 23, 2019
WHERE                                   Chateau Library
MASTER OF CEREMONIES   Chicagosax
PROTECTOR                           Stile
2ND DOMINANT                   Brock Zarco
MENTOR                                 Xanadu Xue
DOORKEEPERS                      Priscilla, Rhi, Lily

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by Blue Ronsein, Roissy Journaliste
Photography by Xanadu Xue

The sophisticated saxophonist from Chicago glances to his left. “Stile, as the girl's Protector, please retrieve her from Samois and escort her to the tower.”

"On my way."

Sir Stile heads for the gate at the Samois House, jingling the keys to Maitre René’s beet red limousine, which waits on the driveway. His eyes light up as he sees Mia and her mentor and invites the Debutante to join him in the long shiny automobile.

While Chicago eats up time rattling instructions to the rather noisy crowd, Stile and Xanadu hasten inside once he escorts Mia to the Chateau Tower. Stile looks over to Chicago as he sits back down. "The debutante has been delivered to the tower." By the time they nestle comfortably inside, Chicago looks at his watch and turns to look at the prospective Demoiselle's mentor, "Xanadu, would you please fetch the girl from the tower and present her to us, the Dominants of The Château?"

Maverick Broadfoot taps out his pipe as Xanadu lifted her eyes and responded to his instruction.. "yes Master Chicago " .. then stood and advanced to the door.

"Thank you Stile"

More waiting. Then the audience hears footsteps on the back staircase. Xanadu stopped briefly .. lifted her arms and took off her top ..  smiled to Mia and hugged her then whispered .. “please follow …” before entering the Library. She moved before the Dominants with Mia close by her side.. "Masters and Sir, it is with pleasure i present Demoiselle Mia who wishes to continue on her path to sisterhood."

Mia smiles to her mentor, walks in the library and stops for a split second, twisting one foot inward, looking shy as she quickly glances around the room and finds familiar and friendly faces present to witness her Initiation. With her lips turning into a soft smile, she continues to walk until she kneels on the pillow in front of Master Chicago.


T H E   C H A L L E N G E

Chicago smiles as Mia is brought into the room, prepared in her lovely garments and placed before me on the pillow, "Thank you, Xanadu."
She smiles to Mia, “my pleasure Master Chicago.” The white-haired horn player  looks down on the girl, watching her closely as she kneels before him.."Mia, you were brought from Samois by your mentor today, and by your own desire you have come here to be seen and to be initiated to serve all the Dominants of the Chateau.  Are you here of your own free will and willing to embark upon this new exciting path?"

“I am, Master Chicago.”

"In the novel of the 'Story of O', as René so generously gave O to Stephen for additional training, so you offer yourself to the Roissy Val d'Oise community to serve and learn as you continue to grow In your understanding of your submissive nature?"

“Yes, I do offer myself to Roissy Val d'Oise, Master Chicago.” and he continues, ”Mia, do you vow to serve with passion and with fire all of the Dominants of Roissy Val d'Oise, within your limits, to follow the directions of the House of the Samois and to ensure the comfort of all those who would require your service?  It's not too late to change your mind."

Mia smiles softly "I vow to serve with passion and fire, Master Chicago."
Chicago nods at the affirmative answer. “Very well then.” Reaching into his coat pocket he pulls out a lightweight leather collar, Then reaches down to lift the girl's chin, sliding the soft collar around her neck, and fastening it behind her neck with a smile of pride  "It is with great pleasure that I collar you to Roissy Val d'Oise, Mia. I know that you will wear it proudly."

Mia slides her right hand to her neck and touches the collar with her fingertips, beaming. He looks at the lovely Mia, and instructs her, “remove your apparel, including her shoes, and to pass the items to your mentor, Xanadu." and the girl rises to her feet and removes her garments, as commanded. Hearing Master Chicago's words .. Xanadu gathered her lingerie and placed it next to me.. then winked to her

Chicago slips a leash from my pocket, a relatively lightweight short length but certainly symbolic leash of her submission and willingness to serve, Lifting her chin with a finger touch and clipping it firmly to her new leather collar with a very soft **CLICK**, tugging lightly on the leash to ensure it is secure.


T H E   D I S C I P L I N E

He looks at the girl before him “Mia, we will begin with the punishment phase of your Initiation.  This is a critical phase since it will manifest your willingness for discipline and punishment when corrective action is needed for a submission or obedience infraction on your part. Do you understand this expectation of you, Mia?”

“Yes, Master Chicago, I understand what is expected of me.”

He moves closer to the girl, my hand firmly gripping the leash "Do not fear what is about to happen, but rejoice in the fact that you are serving the dominant members of our community in your service. Please follow me Mia." and she nods, biting her lower lip.  She approaches the cross, and as she is placed on it, holding her breath on the contraption, her heart skipping some beats, and her eyes opened wide, trying to guess what is coming after. She presses her lips together, hard, and holds her breath.

The Master reaches behind the post and picks up his favorite wide deerskin flogger, and leans in and whispers. “I'll think I'll just warm you up a little, Mia,  Do you trust me not to severely harm or maim you?”  He pulls out a flogger. “Yes, Master Chicago, I trust you completely.” she answers, as he steps back a few steps and swings the flogger though the air, which creates a swooshing sound, making sure it doesn't yet touch her skin. He slowly drags the fine soft leather falls of his hand made flogger across her shoulders, and lets them trail down her body and legs, watching her jump at their touch.  “Let's do 2 to start you off. I want you to count them out loud. .  Understood girl?”

“Yes, Master... I will count them out loud.” and Chicago steps one step forward and quickly delivers the first blow in an angular fashion, the flat round-cut ends of the fine leather just catching the girl's right shoulder blade. “Count, Mia.”

The burn on her exposed body, caused by the flogger makes her let out a cry while she counts "Ahhhhhh.... ONE!"

Chicago's next blow thuds against the fleshy part of her right ass cheek. He then steps in closer and asks , “Are you OK, Mia?” and she answers, ”Y-ees, Master Chicago... Two!" she mumbles before closing her eyes hard and bracing for what might come next.

The man steps back and remeasures “And you'll now get 4 more strokes which will make 6 of the total of ten that I've decided to give you. Resume the count girl!” crouching slightly, like a tennis player, he swings his arm again, this time in a figure 8 pattern, making sure that only the last few inches of the leather strike her body. - *** Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack ***

Mia manages to hold back a loud cry when the following strokes hit her body, but can't stop herself from whimpering, the burning sensation spreading fast  "3...4...5...6!!!!"

Chicago again moves in closer, and stands next to her inspecting the red marks on her back and legs -  this time his fingers run though the girls damp hair and to her face, lifting away a small tear he notices running down her cheek.  “Are you OK, Mia? We're almost finished.”

She shivers slightly as she feels Master Chicago's touch... "I ... I am.. Master..."  Then he decides to deliver the last 4 strikes in a rapid X pattern volley - 2 across her shoulders, and the remaining two over her buttocks making sure the strands of leather don't wrap around her body. ***  Whack, Whack  -    Whack, Whack! ***

She presses her lips hard together as the final strikes hit her shoulders and naked derrière, her body squirming as she counts "7...8...9...10!" as Xanadu watched quietly then smiled as Mia endured the discipline that was given to her Mentee

Chicago drops the flogger behind the post and steps forward to examine the girl's body, noticing the small red streaks creating welts where the flogger came in contact with her skin, now covered in beads of perspiration. Mia shivers at the touch. Chicago walks to the girl and he then wraps one arm around her shoulders to steady her, and looks into her eyes and speaks in a gentle, but authoritative tone for all to hear.  “Mia, do you now understand the consequences of disobedience and failing in your submission?”

“Yes Master Chicago, I understand…”

He looks deeply into her eyes welling with tears, as his finger lifts her chin.. “Do you still desire to continue with your initiation, Mia?” and she meets Master Chicago's eyes with hers still tearing up, "Yes, Master. I want to continue.”

He smiles “I was hoping you'd say that, Mia. You will now demonstrate your submission to the Dominants of the community by allowing yourself to be opened sexually by my brothers, Stile and Brock. Come with me.”


T H E   P R O T E C T O R

Stile stands as he watches Chicago and the girl approach. He accepts the leash at it is handed to him, though he then twists his hand once around the leash as he draws it in further and tightens his hold over the woman. Turning to her as he leads her back to the ottoman, motioning for her to kneel. "It is time for the next step in your path to serving the dominants here at Roissy. I know you have hungered for this. Are you prepared to submit yourself to this path still?"

The girl follows Sir Stile to the ottoman and looking into his eyes answers his questions "I am prepared and willing to submit Sir Stile,” and he motions again that she kneel on the ottoman while he adds, "You will hear that question asked repeatedly. The choice to serve will always be yours. What is expected in that service is ours. Where they match, euphoria will arise. Never forget this."

Mia kneels on the ottoman and answers "I understand what is exptected of me Sir Stile.”
He steps back and begins to remove his jacket. "I am glad. Now then, are you nervous, girl?" Without waiting for her response, his hands continue to draw the jacket off, fold it carefully and lay it on the trunk by the opening. His attention finished with it, he turns once more to the kneeling girl and approaches her while pushing his shirt sleeves up just slightly.

She lets her eyes follow his movements, “I am nervous, yes, Sir Stile…” *smiles* and the man nods approvingly, "Good girl. Nervous means you're alive and feeling everything. Embrace that. As you have taken the discipline given you, know that I now expect for you to show your sexual submission as well. Unzip my pants and draw out the symbol of my manhood. This is your moment...prove the depths of your submission by pleasing me and sating my current sexual need. Let those present bear witness to that submission. Make me proud of you." She closes her eyes for a second and takes a deep breath, the flush of desire already staining her cheeks, in anticipation. She unzips Sir Stile's pants as commanded, releasing his cock.

Stile feels her hand brush his sensitive skin, he inhales slowly but deeply as he watches her closely. His eyes focused and intense. Mia looks up to Sir Stile, holding his already hard cock in her hand and before welcoming it in her warm mouth she replies "I hope I'll make you proud, Sir Stile".

He allows the smallest of nods and the corners of his lips move slightly. His cock hardening quickly at her touch while he waits and studies her smallest movements. She parts her lips and welcomes his cock in her warm mouth, suckling softly at first, and then eagerly, feeling some moist between her legs, not taking her eyes from his. She feels his cock swell as she eagerly sucks it, increasing the pace, welcoming it deep in her warm mouth, already tasting his precum, and knowing his seed will soon be filling her mouth.

Stile groans at her sudden movements and nods approvingly. His hurried need to claim the submissive's throat forcing him to fight his instinctive urge to draw out his pleasure from her over the need to complete his use of her. His hand instead slips into her hair as he says through his gritted teeth, "Now understand that your submission comes also with the possession of your sexual service." His hand then tightens sharply and his face hardens through his arousal.

The new Demoiselle hears his voice low, his groans, and her body responds instantly as she worships his cock. Her nipples hard, and her folds wet. The man leans over as he feels his balls tightening sharply, "Accept the seed of our claim to you, just as you now accept mine." He then growls deep; feels a sudden animalistic release; his semen rushing through hardened shaft, to erupt within the mouth and throat of the woman serving him. Mia shivers as she hears him and tastes his warm seed, suckling still, barely holding an orgasm at bay, as she serves him.


T H E   2 N D    D O M I N A N T

Brockington Zarco stands as Stile approaches him and takes Mia's leash from his hand. He walks to the girl and smiles to her. "Mia, I am going to continue your opening so that you may serve the Dominants of Roissy." He pauses, reaches into a pocket and produces a small tube of lube. "Do you understand what this means and are you prepared to continue?"

“Mia looks up to the Dominant before her, and answers his question "I do understand Sir, and I am prepared and willing to continue," He smiles and nods at the kneeling girl. "You may stand, move to the ottoman, and kneel on all fours."
at which point she nods, her face burning still "Yes, Sir, thank you." and rises to her feet, walking towards the ottoman as commanded.

Brock watches as Mia walks to the Ottoman and gets on it on all fours. His blue eyes roam over her naked body, his desire building. He walks to the ottoman behind her, circling his wrist, taking up the slack in her leash to make it tight, not to choke but to make sure she is pressed back against him when the time comes. He flips the cap of the lube up with his thumb, reaches out and squeezes a liberal amount out, letting it run down the cleft of her ass cheeks. He pops the cap back on and drops the tube. Reaching down he inzips his fly, pulls his hardening cock out and strokes it as he steps up behind Mia.

The submissive turns her head slightly and looks over her shoulder, instantly spreading her legs wider apart as she sees Sir Brock's close behind her, his cock in his hand. He kneels on the ottoman behind Mia. He runs the head of his cock up and down her moist slit, feeling the wetness. He finds her opening and presses in, her soft folds caressing the head and shaft of his cock as he presses in deep. Keeping her tight against him with the leash, he takes his free hand, laying it on her ass and slides his thumb between her cheeks, caressing her tight bud as he begins to pump his cock deep inside of her. She feels his firm hands on her, pulling her against his arousal, entering her, stretching her inner walls. She moans softly at first, as she returns each thrust, and let's out a louder moan as she feels his thumb caressing her tight bud.

A snarl of pleasure turns up one corner of his lips as Mia's tight pussy begins to milk his cock. He continues to spread the lube over her bud with his thumb, pressing a little harder as he continues to open her. She feels his cock ramming harder and deeper, causing her entire body to tremble as she feels a string of energy flooding her, as she contracts her inner walls, repeatedly around his hard cock. He moans as his cock begins to swell inside of her. He stops, removes his cock that glistens wetly with Mia's nectar and then stands up. With his cock in his free hand, he presses it against her ass and slowly eases his head into her, stretching her........He slowly pumps in and out, going a little deeper each time untill he feels her tight muscle relax and surrender to him. Keeping the leash tight, he begins now to pump his cock in and out of Mia's tight ass.

The Roissy brother starts to growl deep in his throat with pleasure, the feeling of her tight muscle and the softness beyond driving him over the edge. His hips begin to shake as as he starts to cum.........he pulls out of her ass, lays his cock between her ass cheeks and slides it slowly between them, shooting his sees over the small of her back. Catching his breath, he stands, takes his hankie from his jacket, shakes it open and cleans himself off. Stuffing it back into his pocket, he zips up, helps Mia to her feet and presents her leash back to Chicago, "Gentlemen, Mia is now fully opened to the Dominants of Roissy"


T H E   T I T L E

Mia arches her back, feeling the firm grip of the leash, moaning harder as she feels Sir Brock's release his warm seed over her ass. She accepts the helping hand offered by Sir Brock and walks to Master Chicago, who stands and accepts the leash’s return. Yanking the girl closer,  he Intently views the completely exhausted new Roissy VDO Demoiselle Mia who is covered with silky perspiration and trying to catch her breath...Mia, you look quite fatigued , but at the same time. beautiful.  I sense you are feeling very happy inside. Turning to Stile and Brock, "Brothers, you and the girl's mentor , Xanadu, have prepared her well for service to the Dominant members of our community.".

Mia smiles, catching her breath

And Chicago continues, “My famille, 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.

“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 Mia....... you are an inspiration to all those that follow you in understanding your submissive nature and will.

"Congratulations, Mia, 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. Stand and face your loving community, Mia"

“Thank you Master Chicago!” and she hears an uproar of congratulations from the exuberant fans.


T H E   F I N A L E

Chicago waits for the congratulations to die down a bit then turns to her Protector, "Stile, please take this lovely new Demoiselle and provide for her Aftercare."

He turns and addresses the family who have gathered together for Mia's initiation  "I want to thank each one of you for joining us here today, and showing your support for Mia.  As René has mentioned, It is that support the keeps our community strong"

Turns to Xanadu, who makes the announcements and thanks doorkeepers Rhi,, Lily, and Priscilla and asks that people volunteer to assist in the future.

Chicago waves  “Be well everyone and enjoy yourselves and all that Roissy has to offer.  We are dismissed.”

 





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