Q's Demoiselle Initiation
WHO Q (quadrature)
WHEN Thursday, Mar. 6, 2020
WHERE Chateau Library
MASTER OF CEREMONIES Loki Dada
PROTECTOR Tom Lichore
2ND DOMINANT Pontus Seamen
MENTOR Sefa Kesslinger
DOORKEEPERS Aysel and Sky
by Dreamsdesire Starfall, Roissy Journaliste
Photography by Xanadu Xue and Norma Underwood
The Roissy Val d'Oise family gathered in the library preparing as Master Loki suggests to make the experience as meaningful for our new demoiselle as possible.
Loki glances down at his watch, an expectant smile slides across his face, "Tom, as Protector please go to the House of Samois, retrieve the girl and bring her to the Chateau Tower."
Sefa, Q's mentor brought her forth from the tower and presented her to the dominants of VdO.
Loki remarked "Thank you Sefa" then slowly looks at Q, studies her beautiful lingerie a moment as she kneels in front of him. He takes a deep breath, prepares his thoughts.
T H E C H A L L E N G E
Q, you were brought from The House of Samois by your mentor, Sefa 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. Please tell us all, are you here of your own free will and willing to embark upon this new exciting path?
Q speaks with resolve in a soft voice but heard clearly in the large room. "I am here of my free will and ready to proceed, Master Loki."
Very good, loud and clear for all to hear. Q, in the novel of the 'Story of O', René generously gave O to Stephen for additional training. Do you so 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?"
Q nods once. "I do so offer myself."
Q, 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 see to the comfort of all those who would require your service? Even now, you must do what is right for you, it is not to late to say no.
Q listens carefully. "I do vow to serve all Dominants of Roissy with passion and fire, as well as devotion; to bring comfort; and to follow all direction of the House of Samois. Yes, Master Loki, I so vow."
Loki nods and stands as Q says "yes" and reaching into his coat pocket pulls out a bit of leash, pushes it back, rummages a moment then a sigh of relief as he pulls out her new collar.
Loki then reaches down and smiles, touches one finger under her chin and lifts just enough to expose her neck, slides the collar around her neck, and buckles it securely, turning slightly to make sure all hear him say,
It is with great pleasure that I collar you to Roissy Val d'Oise, Q. I know that you will wear it proudly.
Q tips her head gently with his movements as his hands fix the collar in place, its leather snug about her neck. She smiles softly and closes her eyes with the barest of nods to herself, exhaling in a long slow breath.
Q, today you are assuming the role of O, the submissive with whom we have all been acquainted.
During her initiation she was made completely naked and so shall you be naked for the rest of this ceremony.
Q ‘s slim figure rises. With spare motions, trembling fingers untie the silk sash, she slips the delicate strap from around her neck and drops the garment from bare breasts and hips to the floor, where it lay in a puddled O about her naked form. She gathers the garment, stepping from her heels and places them in the hands of her mentor, and folds once more to her knees, a deep blush rising in crimson blotches to her cheeks.
Loki reaches back into his pocket and pulls out the leash. He brushes her hair back and clips the leash firmly to her collar with a soft but clear click. He gives it a firm but gentle tug to make it clear it is secure.
Loki stands straight, watching Q's submissive pose, "In the next stage you will show your willingness to serve our dominants, first with me, then with Tom and Pontus. Don't fear this next part, there will be nothing you can not endure, as you offer yourself and demonstrate to all your growth and readiness
Loki gently tugs up on the leash, "stand and follow me Q" then he leads Q toward the center of the room, then steps behind her.
T H E D I S C I P L I N E
Loki takes one wrist in his hand. then the other, placing them behind her head, pushes her feet further apart, "just focus on me, stand holding this pose, and we will explore my favorite riding crop together. Are you ready?"
Q moves into position and stands motionless, tensing. "Yes, Master Loki, I am ready."
Loki pulls his riding crop from it's snug home in his coat, brushes the smooth leather against her arms and then thighs as he slowly walks behind her, softly patting the leather against her ass and thigh, "slow breaths Q, the pats will get harder, just focus on your breathing and on me."
Q breathes, her focus narrowing to the silken trail of the crop across her skin
Loki flicks his wrist confidently as the blows change from pats to 2 sharp blows on each side of her ass.
Q pitches forward slightly at the sudden sharp strike against tender flesh, a gasp and small cry at the heat of the lash, crumples a moment, elbows falling but after the 2 sharp blows she rights herself and stands, chin up, elbows back, eyes focused straight ahead
Loki admires her steady pose as she takes the blows, then rapidly strikes twice on each side of her upper thigh. cracks of the leather slapping through the room
Q is unable to hold her legs apart at the strike on her thighs but remains quiet, knees buckle gently with a moment's stagger before finding the position he placed her in once more, tucks her head to shoulder a moment then faces front again, chin slowly lifts a bit higher, chest rising with deep breaths
Loki nods as she struggle to hold her pose, then runs the leather up her thigh, walks in front of her, pats the crop against her pussy, holding the smooth leather against her as he watches her face,
Q lips part, eyes front, waiting, the crop between her thighs.
Loki pauses, lowers the crop and takes a handful of her hair in his hand, pulls gently as he moves next to her, whispers, "you did well" then lowers the crop and slides it back into his coat.
Q gasps with a soft moan as his hand grasps a handful of her hair, breathes as the crop disappears but holds the position until he has released her.
Loki walks forward toward the other dominants in front, gathers her leash, then looks over to his brother, Tom, "Please take her leash and help her on the next step of this journey."
T H E P R O T E C T O R
Tom walks up to Loki inspecting his handy work admires the beauty of her soft skin looking at her with pride he lifts her chin up slightly before pressing with his thumb gently down on her lower lip.." Q please make yourself comfortable on the ottoman I will join you"
Q tastes the salt on his thumb. "Yes, Sir Tom." She moves to the ottoman as he asked, the courtesy of his request as resounding as a command.
Tom stands her up looking at her as she knee's he opens his zip slowly allowing her momentarily to regain her composure he positions her on her knee's with her thighs slightly open now Q please undo my zipper and take my cock".
Q reaches without hesitation at his command, opens the zipper. Gently and with care, she releases the length of his ample endowment with a sharp intake of breath as his semi-tumescent manhood bobs heavily before her lips.
Tom lets out a slight moan as he feels her hand grip around my cock with his hand he brushes her hair to the side allowing him to remain in eye contact now Q please open your mouth looking intensely at her already feeling the pleasure her of soft hands;
The urge of her own carefully banked desire flares as he swells and stiffens between exploring hands. She glances up at him, the veil of bangs swept aside by his hand, softly smiles before the curl of her tongue slides from increasingly turgid base to velvety tip, where wet lips receive him eagerly into the hot wet of her mouth.
Tom groans in pleasure as feel her soft wet tongue tease my shaft he leans back slightly as he lets out a sudden gasp his cock already hard he runs his hands through her silk like hair
Q moans at his gasp, sharing his pleasure as Sir Tom’s rigid sword of flesh leaves her mouth wet with the sheen of saliva, her hand wraps at the base and moves in tandem with the rhythm, the other pushing his pants further away, cupped beneath with deftly teasing fingers, cheeks hollow as she swallows his length with each plunge between her lips, tongue slithering and dancing around his shaft
Tom leans back his own body starts to tense as he looks at Q he begins to thrust his cock towards the back of her mouth hitting her throat her lips tightly wrapped as he begins to sweat the moaning getting louder as the uncontrollable rush of pleasure comes from deep he suddenly takes her head and stops her for gaining air, as she holds position he lets her head fall back slightly as moan becomes louder fulling the room.
Q Each stroke takes him deeper, as he grasps her head, her throat filled, eyes water and nipples draw into tight buds. Toes dig for purchase in the plush Chateau rug. She feels the tension coil in his body like a spring and groans along with his moan, a muffled choke, breathes through her nose and holds obediently with his hand gripping her head, pressed within her throat.
Tom he leans back as she guides her mouth teasingly around my mouth he looks up at the ceiling a rush of pleasure comes from deep within suddenly he cums in her mouth he steadies his own feet before eventually looking down at Q with a far away look in his eyes and whispers in your ear..." you did fantastic I am proud of you" his body begins to relax smiles as he notices cum leak from her mouth gently wipes it off and places a kiss on her cheek
Q receives each animal thrust as his eruption fills her mouth with thick fluid before she savors and swallows, swallows again, the salty tang of his spunk in each breath, the bloom of heat wet between her thighs. She lifts her face to his gentle touch, lips parted, tongue slipping out for the bit that had slipped from her lips.
Tom turns to Q please stand up and follow me as he walks upto Pontus and offers him the leash\
T H E 2 N D D O M I N A N T
Pontus points in the direction of the Ottoman instructing her to sit.
Pontus slides one finger into Q's pussy, it feels well enough lubricated from all the previous action, he then rises and puts his glasses in the jacket of his pocket.
Pontus looks down at Q "Lay down on the Ottoman" He then open his fly and pulls out his half-hard cock and begins to stroke it until it's fully erect he gets on top of her and slides his erect cock in her pussy
Q eyes widen as he exposes himself, with trembling legs she positions herself on the ottoman gingerly, backside stinging at the abrasion against the crop lashes, lies on her back, arching as he presses into her, his body overwhelming hers as she opens to receive him
Pontus with short thrusts keeps inserting his member in her as it gets wet and lubricated with her juices until it finally enters all the way in, he then begins to fuck her using the full length of his dick.
Q arches more deeply, hips joining to meet his thrusts as he pushes his way inside, the short thrusts at her opening drawing nipples into taut buds, the hidden nub between her thighs rising, the shimmer of sensation rising from her belly up her spine.
Pontus breathes heavily as his fully erect cock slides inside Q's tight pussy, his face is reddened and the vein on his forehead are popping out, he looks into Q's eyes and smiles as he increases the tempo and the impacts on her body become stronger.
Q surrenders to the exquisite torture of pleasure, soft rhythmic moans build louder as her hips move of their own accord, set aflame by the plunder of his cock. She presses up with her heels to buck hard against him, a hand reaches to clutch at his pristine suit lapel as her own arousal grows as he takes his pleasure.
Pontus is feeling intense pleasure from Q's tight and wet pussy, his cock begins to pump cum from his balls, he then slows down and stops. Catching his breath he says "It's time for the final step of your opening, turn your backside up Q."
Q turns at his word, backside obediently lifted, head low to the ottoman.
Pontus takes a bottle of lubricant out of his pocket and puts it in his hand, then he strokes his cock that was already quite lubricated from Q's juices and very slowly inserts the tip in Q's ass and begins to fuck her with very slow and short thrusts
Pontus pulling her leash back he lifts her torso up and with his free hand he grabs her hair and pulls her head back, lifting her so everyone can watch her. As her ass opens up he gradually begins to fuck her deeper and he's feeling quite close to cuming from the pleasure of such a tight little ass.
Q is tugged up by the leash at her throat and his hand in her hair, face lifted for all to see, stripped for politesse and now open with the unmistakable visage of complete surrender. She moves with Sir Pontus as he takes his pleasure from her nether passage.
Pontus begins to breathe faster and deeper, he lets out a loud moan of pleasure and releases himself inside Q's ass. As he thrusts into her he squirts his warm sum inside her feeling intense pleasure.
Q moans in tandem with Sir Pontus’ pleasure, seeking purchase on the ottoman to brace their movements, receiving his release with each thrust and reveling in his satisfaction.
Q rises, legs trembling, placing her hand into the soft refuge of his awaiting palm, held warm and trembling like a captive bird.
Pontus runs his hand up and down Q's forearm "You did very well, you should be proud" Then he walks her over to Master Loki.
T H E T I T L E
Loki stands and walks toward Pontus, "Thank you and well done brother", then looks to the beautifully exhausted girl, taking the leash back, taking her arm to support her.
Loki looks at the tired girl, tightens his grip on the leash before leading her to the cushion and giving a soft downward tug, "Kneel Q"
Loki looks out over the crowd. "We have taken this lovely Debutante and disciplined her and opened her for use by the dominants of the Chateau and find her completely acceptable and recommend for her to fill the new role of Demoiselle."
reaches down, brushes hair back from her glowing face, looks into Q's eyes, "it takes strength and determination to rise to being a demoiselle here, I think we all see how special you are"
Completing a path in Roissy is always a challenge and the Debutante path has it's own unique challenges. Encountering new ideas, performing chores and services, studying and attending workshops, giving up power to others, you did it all and did it well. You are an inspiration to all who follow. I look forward to seeing you continue to blossom and grow, serving the community and growing in your understanding of your submissive nature.
T H E F I N A L E
Congratulations, Q, 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 audience Demoiselle Q.
Loki turns back to his family and friends gathered for the initiation. "I want to thank each one of you for Joining us here today and showing your support. As René has mentioned, It is that support the keeps our community strong"
