Trinity's Demoiselle Initiation
WHO Trinity (TrinityHansen Resident)
WHEN Monday, Jun 17, 2019
WHERE Chateau Library
MASTER OF CEREMONIES Wick Pendragon
PROTECTOR Aurus-Divinae
2ND DOMINANT Mid
MENTOR Asfridr Verne
DOORKEEPERS Brandi and Alliease
by Siahnn, Roissy Journaliste
Photography by Chicagosax and Xanadu Xue
"All right, Aurus, will you please retrieve the girl now and take her to the tower?" asked Master of Ceremony Wick.
"Of course, Wick," Sir Aurus replied, going to fetch the girl.
Master Wick instructed the growing crowd, "Please find a seat or cushion before we begin in a few minutes. Once the initiation begins, we need all chat to end except for those participating in the initiation itself. We also ask that you do not speak to the participants during their scene as this distracts them from concentrating on this emotional experience...."
"This is a 'members only' occasion and everyone must be dressed appropriately (and be wearing Roissy VdO tags) to attend." Master Wick concluded his instructions, looking around the room at the wonderful sisters that we have joining us today, "Sisters, to enhance this celebration and to remain more in line with the culture of our community, you may unclothe your breasts. If you are a Courtesan Sister, it is at your Master's wish."
Norma listened to Master Wick and sliped her top down, one shoulder at a time. Hearing Master Wick's words, Xanadu lifted her arms, unclasped her top and placed it under the chair.
"Welcome to everyone and thank you for joining us for this initiation event today. We are glad to have each of you join us for this special occasion," said Master Wick as the Sisters bared their breasts.
"The girl has been safely brought to the tower," announced Sir Aurus, returning to his seat.
"Thank you, Aurus." Master Wick turned to look at the Demoiselle's mentor, "Asfridr, would you please have the girl brought here from the tower and present her to us, the Dominants of the Château?"
"Yes, Master Wick," Asfridr rose to full height, smoothing her gown and stepping out to get her mentee. There was quiet conversation for a few minutes until she returned to announce, "It is my pleasure to present Demoiselle Trinity, who wishes to begin her journey to Sisterhood."
Trinity stepped into the room slowly, looking around at all the
faces, familiar and not. She turned to Master Wick and took her place on the cushion at his feet.
T H E C H A L L E N G E
Master Wick smiled as Trinity was brought into the room, prepared in lovely garments, and placed before him on the pillow. "Thank you, Asfridr," he said, glancing at the girl kneeling before him. He rose and stood before the Debutante.
Trinity's gaze rose from the man's shoes to his face, slowly, nervously, her throat dry. Master Wick looked down on the girl, watching her closely as she knelt before him. "Trinity, 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 Château. Are you here of your own free will and willing to embark upon this new exciting path?"
Trinity nodded, her lips curling in a soft smile, "I am here of my own free will, Master Wick, and eager to embark upon this new path which tonight will open before me."
"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?" asked Master Wick.
Trinity bowed her head in acknowledgment, her smile widening though her tongue nervously licked dry lips until she looked up once again. Her gaze was proud and happy, eager as she answered, "I am honored to offer myself so."
Master Wick continued with another question, "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 Samois and to ensure the comfort of all those who would require your service? It's not too late to change your mind."
Trinity's shoulders squared and she again declared, her voice clear and confident, "I do so vow."
Master Wick smiled, nodding at the affirmative answer. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a soft leather collar, then reached down to lift the girl's chin, sliding the soft collar around her neck and fastening it with a smile of pride, stating, "It is with great pleasure that I collar you to Samois, Trinity. I know that you will wear it proudly. Trinity, please rise and face the assembled members here before we remove your clothing."
Trinity lifted her chin proudly as his strong hands placed the collar about her slender throat. A long, tapered finger reached to stroke it, recognizing it for what it was and what it meant, making it a part of who she is to be from this day forth. At his direction she did as ordered, her body rising in a supple wave of motion.
Stepping behind the girl and fiddling with buttons and clasps, Master Wick leaned in an whispered in her ear, "Men are not taught how to remove these things without some rippage."
Trinity giggled softly, a brow lifting as she whispered, "Would you like for me to help?" She slid the lace gloves off of her arms one at a time. She then aided him with the stays, folding the gloves into the lingerie and slipping next out of her hose to fold them and set them aside in an orderly pile at her feet.
Master Wick smiled as he offered his arm to hold so she could remove her shoes and stockings.
Trinity took a deep breath, her small breasts rising and falling, as she bared her body before all to see. Grateful for his hand, she held tight as first one shoe, then the other was slipped off and set beside her other garments.
Taking her hand, Master Wick turned her to face him once more.
Trinity released the Master's hand and turned to him for further instructions, not eager to proceed with this first stage but committed to show to all she was willing to show her submission.
Slipping a leash from his pocket, a relatively lightweight short length but certainly symbolic of her submission and willingness to serve, Master Wick Lifted her chin with a finger touch and clipped it firmly to her new leather collar with a very soft **CLICK**. He tugged lightly on the leash to ensure it was secure.
Trinity's body trembled at the sound of the chain being affixed to her. Her eyes fell to the leash and next to the man holding it, her trust in him absolute.
T H E D I S C I P L I N E
Sure the leash was attached securely, Master Wick guided her to the cross where she stood before the device, again taking a deep breath of resolve. She settled herself in place willingly as her arms were taken and lifted to the rings, each cuff secured but not too tight before her ankles were secured in the same fashion.
Trinity shivered as she was placed so securely, unable to control her movements any longer and in full control of the Master.
Master Wick reached down behind the cross and found the braided flogger he was looking for. He pulled it out, stepping back and checking over each piece of leather. "Trinity, this will be ten strikes across your bare back and bottom. I will check in with you after the first four then four after. Each set will increase in strength," he informed the girl.
Trinity nodded, the only movement allowed her at that time. Her teeth clenched and her body stiffened as she prepared herself for the lash of the flogger.
Master Wick drew back his arm, bringing it forward in an x pattern across her back, twice one way, twice the other, fairly lightly to start with but enough that she would feel each strike.
Gasping at the first lash as it struck the soft, tender flesh of her bottom and clenching her teeth against the pain, Trinity managed to bite her tongue and the tasted blood filling her mouth. Yet, clenched teeth could not stop the groans resulting from the pain of each lash. Her body became more sensitized as she counted the last of the four lashes.
Master Wick stepped closer and sliped a stray hair from her cheek, whispering softly in her ear, "How are you doing? Are you holding up alright so far?"
Trinity nodded, swallowing the blood that had pooled in her mouth, so afraid to speak to reveal that weakness. She looked into his eyes and again nodded, courage prompting it to show she had the resolve of her commitment to Roissy.
Master Wick took a couple steps back and raised his arm again, this time bringing the leather across her back harder and more resolutely. Thuds sounded in the air with each of the four fast, but more intense and powerful strikes.
Already tender flesh reacted and Trinity flinched under each blow, feeling them intensify, harder with each strike. Master Wick was true to his word, and she couldn't help but sound her pain despite her best efforts with an outcry of, "Ahhh!"
Stepping closer once more, Master Wick whispered in her ear, "Are you alright? We are almost done with this part and will move on to the next."
Her body on fire from the lashings but too proud and determined to admit it, Trinity nodded, yet her voice was weak when she responded, "I am, Master." She prepared herself for the final lashings of the flogger, her hands gripping the chains holding her until her knuckles showed white.
Hearing her affirmation, Master Wick steped back and unwound, drawing the braids across her bottom with more ferocity then he had yet; first left, then right.
"Ahhh!!! Ahhh!" Trinity cried despite her best efforts. Her flesh was highly sensitized now, each inch tingling and responsive. But, it was over and she took a deep breath. tears staining her cheeks unnoticed.
Master Wick set the flogger aside before kneeling down to undo her ankles, then reached for her arms. Uncuffing them, he offered his arm for her to lean on, asking again, "Are you alright? We will take a moment to ensure you can stand before I pass you to my brother to begin your opening."
Trinity tumbled weakly to the floor, using the strength of the Master to steady her until she could stand, proud and firm as she nodded to him, "I am, Master Wick."
"Very good," Master Wick smiled, moving closer to the girl, his 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 with your service."
T H E P R O T E C T O R
"Aurus, take this girl and open her for the dominants of Roissy," Master Wick said as Sir Aurus stood and took the leash from him with a nod.
Sir Aurus smiled down at the beautiful demoiselle before him, gently running the back of his hand across her cheek. "Trinity, you have done a wonderful job so far," he praised her as he ran his hand gently down her side, careful to avoid the tender areas, then lifted her chin so she might look up at him. "Trinity, you have taken your punishment admirably, and now it is time to show the Dominants of Roissy that you are willing and able to serve us in other ways."
Trinity followed obediently and, as the leash was passed, she looked to Sir Aurus, biting at her lower lip. She was nervous, yet ready for what came next. Her gaze went to his eyes, looking into them as she listened to what he had to say to her, trusting in his words. Her already sensitive body responded to the touch with a soft sigh and she nodded, ready to proceed. Her back and bottom burned from the lashing, but still, she was prepared.
Sir Aurus smiled at her as he take her hand to help her up, guiding her with the leash to the ottoman. He gently caressed her shoulder with a thumb, smiling as he instructed, "Have a seat."
Trinity nearly giggled as she was led to what she was known to call the dreaded 'ottoman of doom'. Her hand snaked out to touch the surface briefly and she was rewarded with the clean feel of the soft red velvet. She settled onto it, flinching as her body remembered the pain of her lashing. She looked again to Sir Aurus in nervous anticipation.
Continuing to caress her shoulder, then lifting a stray hair from her cheek, Sir Aurus placed it behind her ear. He admired her beautiful face, and smiled, "Today I would like you to please me with your mouth. Are you ready to show the dominants of Roissy that you are willing to serve?"
Looking to Sir Aurus' trousers now as the tip of a nervous tongue peeked out to moisten her lips, Trinity nodded. She could feel his hand on her shoulder, her skin alive, and it caused her to tremble as she answered, "Yes, Sir Aurus. I am."
Sir Aurus smiled and directed, "Very good. Please, unzip me and free my cock from my pants."
Trinity's tapered fingers reached for his zipper, sliding it slowly, revealing a bit of his hidden flesh at a time. She slipped her fingers into the opening and slid them around his member, enclosing it to draw it out. The size of it alarmed her when it was finally revealed. She looked up to him to hear his next instructions.
A small sigh escaped Sir Aurus' throat as she released his already erect cock from his pants, the air of the room touching it.
Fingers gliding along the length of his member, Trinity's tongue flicked at the surface, dancing in small circles around the very tip before her lips reached for it, enclosing it in the warm moistness of her mouth. Her tongue slid along the length of it as she took it in deeper, serpentine moves gliding along the surface of it, as she licked, tasting what a man tasted like.
"Mmm", Sir Aurus moaned as he felt her lips and tongue on his thick shaft, and the warmth of her moist mouth. He grabbed her hair firmly in his hand, guiding her.
Trinity began to move her head back and forth, her mouth surrounding his hardening manhood, her body responding in soft, sensual waves back and forth. Her hunger came alive for more and she sucked at it, taking in more and moving to take more yet. As her head was taken and he controlled her so skillfully, she moved, lips tightening and soft moans quivering in her throat. She began to suck at his shaft, taking
him in as far as she was able, responding to his controlling grip.
Waves of sensation flooded over Sir Aurus and, close to release, he pulled her head back by her hair to look into her eyes. "Very good, Trinity. Oh, yes...."
Trinity turned her gaze to his briefly as her head was moved. Still sucking, her tongue danced along the flesh in the hot moist interior of her mouth, licking the steel hard shaft of him with a growing hunger.
"Oh god, yes!", Sir Aurus exclaimed, sensations growing stronger, and more rapid. His hips jerked as he spasmed and released his warm seed in her mouth.
Trinity moaned as he throbbed in the hot slickness of her mouth, her own body now burning with a deep desire as he released his seed. She sucked, swallowing it all, savouring each drop of it, surprising herself with this need to please and her own desperate passion.
After running his hand across her forehead, Sir Aurus tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them. He took her hand and helped her to her feet, informing her, "You have done very well, Trinity. Now, I will pass you to Mid to complete your opening. Here you go, Mid. She is a very well behaved girl. Enjoy."
T H E 2 N D D O M I N A N T
"Thanks, brother," said Sir Mid as Trinity rose shakily to her feet, feeling still the burn of the lash on her body though it was beyond pain as she approached Sir Mid, seeing the leash handed to him next.
Sir Mid yanked the leash to make her move closer. He looked serious because the event was important, for the Roissy Familie and to the girl close him. He appreciated finally seeing her naked and put his hand on her right breast caressing quickly. He smiled, but did not say a word. Then he stood behind her, observing the marks on her back. He approaches and heard her breathing as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Hi, Trinity, I'm happy to be here for you. You know why I'm here," he finished his sentence while caressing her buttocks.
Trinity trembled as he caressed her body, her skin alive to his touch though there was a flinch of pain as he stroked her bum. She looked to Sir Mid's eyes, seeing there only his good. She nodded, trusting, prepared for this final step of the first path here in Roissy.
Staring into her eyes when she looked at him, Sir Mid pulled on the leash and walked towards the ottoman with her. "Expose me, then present your two holes so that I can open them as it should be," he directed in a calm voice that was still loud enough that all could hear him. He wanted to be very ceremonial.
Trinity stepped up to the ottoman as directed, reading the solemnity in his voice and trying to quell the emotions roiling through her. As instructed, she reached for Sir Mid's zipper and slid her tapered fingers slowly around his hidden member to draw it out carefully lest it get caught on the zipper. Once it was revealed she looked to him again in nervous anticipation.
Sir Mid liked what he saw, her red buttocks, her back and her thighs. He felt her fingers on his zipper, a strange sensation growing in him when she took out his member. He took a long breath and put two fingers on her pussy, his other hand on her right hip as he caressed her vulva softly.
Gasping as his fingers reached for her most sensitive part, Trinity was shocked to find how moist it was with dew. Her body was moved by him as if it were a mere toy and she moaned as he began to penetrate her. THe sensation was like nothing she'd experienced. She moaned softly, every fiber of her being alive and burning with desire, with a need she'd never known.
His hands on her hips to lift her slightly, Sir Mid penetrated her vagina completely. He felt the pleasure invade him, again taking a breath as he began to thrust in and out of her, calmly in the beginning, with regular movements. He wanted keep his control.
Feeling first a flash of pain as he entered her with his steel hard shaft, Trinity groaned. She lifted her head, her body rocking to his controlling hands. Soft mounds of her backside collided against him in the rhythm of his pulsing hips, his member gliding into her slick, hot core, causing her to moan with each thrust.
Sir Mid caressed her back through the traces of wounds with his two fingertips to reassure her. He leaned and kissed her just between her shoulders. Then, he grabbed her hair and began to move more roughly to show her his pleasure. "I like when you move. It makes me feel pleasure. Focus on me, on my pleasure. Move for me," Sir Mid whispered, wanting her to focus only on his voice and forget all else around her.
Trinity's inner core eagerly took him in, her body moving in a syncopated rhythm with his as he impaled her so deftly, with such confident expertise. She could feel her heart race, her breath catch and her flesh was on fire. She heard his soft words, felt his gentle caresses and responded with eagerness, her core beginning to pulse with sensations she'd never known. Each thrust of his rocking hips brought her higher and closer to sensations of pleasure she'd never
known and now knew she could not live without. An eagerness, a hunger, drove her and she moved with him, eager to please and be pleased in return as their bodies became one.
Feeling his pleasure increase as she moved for him, Sir Mid fucked her more strongly. He put his index finger near her anus as he continued to go back and forth in her. He tried to keep his control, his breathing is still regular.
Trinity's gasped moans increased in tempo as he rode her so well. Feeling his hand move to her anus, she groaned in anticipation of what would come. Such erotic arousal consumed her. She was burning with it, laval waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Putting some of his saliva near her anus, Sir Mid started to open it with his index finger. He continued to fuck her faster, his cock and his index now both inside her.
Trinity jerked slightly as he penetrated her anus with his finger, a sensation added to the others that roiled through her body. Breathless moans came as her body rocked back and forth, the feel of his steel hard manhood enveloped by her throbbing, slick core driving her to madness.
Grabbing her hair, Sir Mid looked to her eyes, reading in them that she understood what he was going to do. He whispered "Ready for the last part?" He didn't wait for her answer, pushing his cock against her anus and penetrating inside her little hole softly, step by step.
Trinity's eyes widened as he entered her anus. She felt some pain as the hole was tight about him. She could feel him sliding into her as he impaled her slowly, torturing her with delightful sensations of erotic excitement at this new experience.
Sir Mid caressed her ass while he ass inside her, liking how she gave him pleasure, enjoying the sound of her moans. His moves became faster as he began to lose his control. His breaths grew louder and he felt nearly ready to cum.
Trinity's breaths came in short, quick gasps. She could hear her pulse in her ears as he penetrated her, impaling her on his ramrod hard shaft. Sensations flooded her and she moved eagerly with him, her soft bottom on fire from the lashings, yet that fire only added to the fire coursing through her. Faster he took her and faster she responded, hips moving with him in delight.
Knowing that he couldn't keep his pleasure back anymore, Sir Mid made a last push inside her and kept his cock inside. He closed his eyes and came inside her, yanking the leash.
Trinity growled as he took a thrust that rocked her body forward. She held him inside her body, slick and hot and alive with pleasure. Her head came up as he pulled on her leash. The fire in her gaze burned with the heat of her arousal as she was used so well.
Completely satisfied by her, Sir Mid stood. His breath was fast as he said, loud enough that all could hear, "You are now opened completely for serving all of Roissy's dominants." He took a look at her, yanking the leash to oblige her to stand. He walked to Wick with her behind him and passed the leash to the Master of Ceremony.
T H E T I T L E
Trinity managed to stand on trembling legs, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat. Gasping still, she followed Sir Mid, nearly collapsing to her knees before she made it back to Master Wick.
Master Wick stood and took the leash back, noting the well-used submissive, all hot and sweaty but smiling, at the other end. Yanking the girl closer, he turned to the dominants, Aurus and Mid, saying, "You and her mentor, Asfridr, have prepared this girl well for service to the Dominant Members of our community."
"On your knees, Trinity," Master Wick tightened his grip on the leash, placing her on her knees before him.
Trinity folded shakily to her knees before the Master, her breath slowly recovering as her breasts rose and lowered with each gasping breath.
"We have taken this lovely Debutante, disciplined her and opened her for use by the dominants of the Château. We find her completely acceptable and recommend for her to fill the new role of Demoiselle," stated Master Wick. "It is never easy to complete the debutante path. There are 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, Trinity, you have proven yourself worthy of being 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," Master Wick announced. "Rene' sends his regrets for not attending the Initiation due to the lateness of the hour, but also sends his congratulations."
Trinity looked to the Master standing beside her and smiled, "Thank you, Master Wick."
"Congratulations, Trinity, you did well," Master Wick smiled as the applause and calls of congratulations filled the air.
When the noise died down, Sir Aurus took the leash from Master Wickand guided Trinity to the aftercare room.
T H E F I N A L E
Master Wick concluded, "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 which keeps our community strong. Thank you, everyone, for being here, dear family, and thank you to the admins for all they do. Thank you to Rene for our wonderful home and giving us a safe place to play. We are dismissed. Have a great rest of your night everyone."
