Roissy Val D'Oise
The End.
My experience began with Austin Cafe-O. I was kicked out on my birthday in 2025.
Before I was removed, they tried to force me to have an interview with someone I had personally found emotionally abusive toward the girls. I also felt that she had an extraordinary amount of influence over the men in the community. From my perspective, the situation had already become one in which the people with authority had largely accepted her version of events and did not care about mine. I was ultimately removed for what was described as "drama."
That was particularly painful because, from my perspective, much of the conflict had been created by the administration itself. I felt that I was being punished for a situation in which I had very little power.
Afterward, I spent months trying to get over it. I cried constantly.
Eventually, I decided that I still wanted to be part of the Story of O community, so I tried to start over somewhere else.
Roissy New Orleans
I went to Roissy New Orleans hoping for a fresh start. Instead, I was banned immediately.
I was standing at the landing and reading the rules when I was banned because of information they had apparently heard about me from someone in Austin. At that point, I began to realize that what had happened in Austin had followed me.
It seemed that someone had taken it upon themselves to tell all of the Story of O communities about me. I had no opportunity to explain what had happened from my perspective nor did they care. The decision had apparently already been made based on what someone else had said.
Still, I tried again.
Xaara
I eventually went to Xaara. This experience was different at first. A girl befriended me and, for more than a month, treated me kindly. She helped me get organized and even helped me get training for the dance team. During that entire time, she never mentioned Austin.
I genuinely believed I had finally found somewhere I could start over. After waiting the required 30 days, I went through the interview process. That was when Austin came up. Again, I was confronted with information that had apparently been passed along from someone in Austin. And again, I felt that the decision about me had already been made and they did not care about what I had to say.
When I tried to discuss my experience and raised concerns about what I considered abusive behavior, I was told that Xaara would not take those concerns seriously either. At that point, I told them I was not interested in joining. I had reached a point where I no longer wanted to fight to convince people that I deserved to be heard.
Roissy Val D'Oise
Eventually, I found my way to Roissy Val D'Oise. They had also heard the same stories about me. The difference was that they gave me a chance anyway. For the next seven months, I worked incredibly hard to become part of the community.
I didn't simply show up and expect the community to give something to me. I tried to give something back. I recruited at least five new members. I built a website for the sim (this website) and personally paid approximately $30 a month for it because I wanted Roissy Val D'Oise to have a stronger presence online. At the time, I felt the sim needed help attracting people and staying active, and I wanted to contribute something tangible.
I reached out to people who were no longer active and tried to give them reasons to return. I served anyone who asked. I offered my service even when I wasn't asked. I participated in events and activities. I tried to make myself useful. Most importantly, I believed I had finally built relationships there. Made friends. For seven months, I thought I was part of the community. Contributing everything I had.
The Person Who Ultimately Had Me Banned
There was one man in particular who became a major part of what eventually happened. Some days he was extremely kind to me. He wanted my service, enjoyed using me, and we had what I believed was a good relationship. We talked about personal things and real life. I trusted him.
Then, some days seemingly without warning, his attitude toward me would change. Something minor would happen, and suddenly he would be angry with me. I tried repeatedly to make things right. I apologized even when I did not believe it was my fault because I was the submissive.
I tried to understand what he wanted from me. I tried to improve my behaviour. I tried to please him. I got the Ouch! system and all of it's add-ons for him. I got the cuffs he liked. I bought outfits he demanded that he said he'd pay me back for which he never did. I wore stockings because I knew he liked them. Eventually, I even completed my final with him. Everything went great. Afterwards, he wrote an extremely positive review of my service. That made what happened next even harder for me to understand. Because once again, something changed.
The Ban
The only thing I had left was my graduation. Instead of reaching that moment as I had imagined, I was banned.
I believe the decision was personal. From my perspective, this was another situation where this particular man had decided that he no longer liked me and used the authority available to him to make sure I was removed.
What hurt most was not simply being banned. It was that nobody asked me what happened or cared.
The administration accepted his version of events and I was never given an opportunity to say anything. There was no conversation. No warning. No opportunity to defend myself or appeal the decision. No attempt to resolve the situation.
I simply received the notification that I had been removed on my phone while I was at the mall shopping for my birthday. I received the notification while I was there. I sat down on a bench and spent more than an hour trying not to cry in public. Again, banned from another community on my birthday.
After everything I had done for the community, that was how it ended. Right before graduation.
What Makes This Especially Difficult:
I never fought with anyone in local chat. I wasn't constantly creating public arguments or disrupting the community. The incidents I was ultimately banned over happened in private messages. And, with the exception of this one person, I genuinely got along with the people there.
I had friends. Or at least, I thought I did. That was one of the hardest things to accept. When I was finally removed, the people I had believed were my friends could only tell me that they were sorry to see me go. Nobody seemed willing or able to stand up and ask what had actually happened.
I don't blame everyone individually for that. People have their own relationships, their own positions within a community, and their own reasons for staying out of conflicts. But it still hurt. Because friendship means very little to me if it disappears the moment standing beside me becomes inconvenient.
What I Believe Happened
I cannot know exactly what was said about me behind closed doors. I cannot know who spoke to whom, what was repeated, or how many people ultimately heard the stories that followed me from Austin. What I do know is what I experienced.
I was removed from Austin. I was then immediately rejected from another community based on information originating there. I went through another community's waiting period, built what I believed was a genuine friendship there, and then discovered that the same allegations had followed me there too.
Eventually, Roissy Val D'Oise gave me a chance despite having heard those stories.
I spent seven months proving through my actions who I was.
I contributed.
I recruited.
I built.
I served.
I participated.
I tried to help the community succeed.
And after seven months, I was removed without being given an opportunity to tell my side or defend myself.
That is the part I cannot reconcile. If I was truly the person I had been portrayed as being, why did I spend seven months contributing positively to the community?
Why did I get along with everyone except this one person?
Why did people continue to accept my service?
Why was my final scene review so positive?
And why was I never given the opportunity to answer the accusations against me?
I don't expect everyone who reads this to automatically believe my version of events. I don't expect everyone to agree with me. But I do believe that people deserve the opportunity to tell their own story before decisions are made about them.
For me, the most painful part of being banned wasn't losing access to a virtual world. It was realizing that people I had invested my time, energy, money, and trust into could make a decision about me without ever asking me what had actually happened.
I spent years trying to earn my place in these communities. In the end, I learned that sometimes your actions over seven months can be outweighed by someone else's words in a single conversation.
And that is something I will not forget.
veeves Renfold
The Final Review
Here is the review that was written by the same person who got me banned, after my final:
This was written September 7th. I was banned September 22 while waiting for more information about my graudation.
"How does one significantly expound on such an intoxicating, rewarding experience .. he muses a while, attempting to put things into perspective.
Emotions and excitement ran high, it is impossible for me to approach this clinically, therefore I ramble.
She helped me to discover, just how much more sensual, and exciting, tasting, nibbling, biting her soft flesh could do to the both of us, sending her towards subspace, while I floated in a space of my own, completely interlocked as one in purpose.
We were always aware of one another, each speaking to the other of their welfare, she is a warm, sweet, giving woman, a savory, trusting submissive, and it is my honor, to know her, to push her to those untraveled waters of submission, that together, we would find.
Together we were an enigma, yet, the pieces of the puzzle fell together, as if they had moved of their own accord. Together it was as if we were eccentric in the actions, in the events that occurred. When V and I began to discuss different aspects of her final, I found her very receptive and ready to do whatever necessary steps it would take to ensure she was worthy of the results that would ensue .
We discussed a wide variety of likes, limits , preferences and of her after care needs and then we decided it was best to watch the O movie together. As we watched it , I made notes of different aspects to add to her final .
I had to schedule the first part of her final a week in advance, to ensure I could have other dominants and a Sister available .
Her first part of the final, I arranged to have 2 Dominants and one Sister to do a similar scene to an initiation . We had practiced using a blindfold that removed a lot of her viewer abilities, and she could not see the names of the people involved . This was a soft limit and it did push her , but I was always in contact with her , to keep her calm . The blindfold had caused a bit of anxiety at first, but with practice she began to accept it much better than. I ensured that I was always with her to help ease her through the anxiety of being blinded.
V seemed excited , she was very receptive and withheld her dignity throughout the entire ordeal. We followed up with having her be an obect d'art, as per her final requirements, for a period of 24 hours. In the spirit of the Story of O when she was told she would only be known as O, I told Veeves she would only be known as V . She accepted this in a very excitable way. When I offered to release her a couple of hours early, she politely declined with head nods or shakes , as she was not allowed to speak to anyone at all during the entire trial.
At one point I tested her resolve by toughing lightly upon one of her hard limits. I had a feather duster and I lightly dusted the top of her feet and the top of the pedestal . She reminded me that courteously that tickling was a hard limit in IM, to which I assured her of what i was doing and appreciated that she did not go immediately to a Safe Word .
The scene that followed was mind boggling, surpassing heights that I had reached before, I could feel that I was in her head, and she wanted so much more to show her full submission, ending up fully in subspace , and hopefully satisfied with her own results .
The graduation speech no one will hear
This is the graduation speech that I had been working on in preparation for my graduation. But as you know after waiting for any information on graduation from September 9 - 22 I was then banned and will never be able to give it. And I will forever stand by the fact that I deserved to graduate.
Roissy Val D'Oise Graduation Speech
Thank you all for coming to my graduation. I don't think some of you realize what it took for me to get here, even though to many of you, it may feel like I flew through the program.
To make a long story short, before I came to Roissy Val D'Oise, I had been through an experience that left me feeling like I had no place on Second life, particularly in the Story of O communities. My past followed me into other places, and I found myself being judged by people who had never met me and had no idea of the reality of my story.
Then I came to Roissy.
What meant so much to me was that people here chose to get to know me. Whatever they may have heard, they didn't allow someone else's version of my past to define who I was to them. They gave me the opportunity to become part of this community and to prove myself through my own actions.
I learned later that Roissy had heard some of those same things about me. And yet, they chose to welcome me anyway. For that, I will always be grateful. Roissy Val D'Oise didn't just become another sim to me. It became a place where I found community, friendship, purpose, and ultimately, a home. And that is why standing here today, graduating to Sister, means more to me than I can probably put into words.
It allows me to make peace with a part of my life that was once left unfinished. Today, I get to close that chapter. Not with bitterness, but with gratitude. I finish it here, as a part of this community, surrounded by people who gave me the opportunity to find my place.
And as I turn the page, I hope to continue growing, contributing, and building a life here.
There are several people I want to recognize who made a meaningful difference in my journey here.
Freyja, thank you for being one of the first people to welcome me into the Roissy community. You have a remarkable way of making newcomers feel comfortable, seen, and like they truly have a place here. You were my first inspiration at Roissy, and I don't think I would have found my footing here quite the same way without the example you set for me.
You also taught me something that I hope I carry with me: that sometimes, simply making someone feel welcome can change their entire experience. I hope that, in my own time here, I have been able to offer that same feeling to someone else.
Blue, my mentor, thank you for being there whenever I needed you. Even though you aren't always online, whenever I had a question or needed guidance, you made yourself available. Your support throughout my journey has never gone unnoticed.
Having someone I knew I could turn to meant more to me than I can adequately express.
Maître Jacob, thank you for being one of the first Dominants here to befriend me, and take an interest in my journey. You checked in on me along the way and helped me feel that I wasn't navigating this experience alone. Your encouragement and willingness to see how I was progressing have meant a great deal to me.
Each of you played a different role in my journey, but together, you helped make Roissy feel like a community rather than simply a place I had joined. And for that, I will always be grateful.
I also started my journey here on somewhat rocky footing, particularly in my relationship with Maître Justyn. Despite those difficulties, I made a conscious decision, inspired by the Story of O itself, to set aside my feelings and choose to serve him.
Looking back now, I think of our relationship much like that of Sir Stephen and O. What began with uncertainty has grown into something I never expected. We have come a long way, and through that journey, he has challenged me, taught me, and helped me better understand my own submission.
Maître Justyn, I want to thank you especially for that. Thank you for helping me grow, for pushing me to understand myself better, and for being such an important part of my journey here at Roissy.
I don't think I would be standing here today as the person and submissive I am without the lessons I have learned along the way. Looking back, I realize that so much of this journey has been about choices.
I chose to come here.
I chose to stay when things weren't always easy.
I chose to learn, to listen, to serve, and to grow.
Those around me also made choices.
People chose to give me a chance.
They chose to get to know me.
They chose to support me, challenge me, and believe in me.
And that is something I don't take for granted.
Because none of us become who we are entirely on our own. We become ourselves through the people who challenge us, support us, believe in us, and sometimes simply give us the chance to try.
And I have also learned that belonging isn't simply about finding a place for yourself. It's about becoming part of the reason that place continues to feel like home for others. Roissy gave me a place, and I hope that through everything I have done here, I have been able to give something back in return.
Whether through hosting, helping with events, welcoming newcomers, supporting the community, or simply being present, I have tried to contribute to the place that gave me so much in such a short amount of time.
And to everyone else who has shared even a small part of this journey with me, whether through a conversation, a dance, a lesson, a laugh, an event, or simply sharing the same space, thank you. You may not realize the impact you've had, but every person who becomes part of our story leaves something behind.
And that brings me to something else I have learned during my time here.
We all know the conversation.
“The sim is dead.”
“There's never anyone here.”
“Nothing ever happens.”
And I understand that frustration. I've felt it too. But one of the things I've learned is that a community doesn't stay alive simply because we want it to. It stays alive because people choose to participate in it.
If we want Roissy to be active, sometimes we have to be willing to be the ones who show up first.
If you want people to talk, start a conversation.
If you want newcomers to stay, be here to welcome them.
If you want better events, help create them.
And if you want the sim to feel alive, sometimes that means being willing to spend time here even when it isn't already busy.
I'm not saying everyone needs to devote their lives to Second Life. We all have real lives, responsibilities, and reasons why we can't always be here. But there is a difference between not being able to be here and waiting for everyone else to make the community happen before you show up.
Because if everyone waits for someone else to show up first, eventually everyone is waiting. Nobody comes because nobody is here, and nobody is here because nobody comes. Someone has to break that cycle. And that someone can't always be somebody else.
A community isn't something we simply find. It's something we build. Roissy cannot be something we simply consume. It has to be something we participate in and create. This is our community.
Its future isn't something that belongs solely to the owners, administrators, or staff. It belongs to every person who calls Roissy home. And if we genuinely want to see it thrive, then we each have to be willing to be part of making that happen.
I think that is one of the greatest lessons Roissy has taught me.
A home isn't simply a place that exists for us. A home is something we help create. I came to Roissy carrying a past that I couldn't change. But I was given the opportunity to build something new. I found people who were willing to see me for who I actually am.
I found friendships I never expected. I found mentors, Dominants, submissives, and friends who each taught me something different. And somewhere along the way, Roissy stopped being somewhere I visited and became somewhere I belonged.
It became home.
That, ultimately, is what this graduation means to me. It isn't simply a certificate or the completion of a set of requirements. It represents everything that happened between the person I was and the person I have become standing here today.
So, as I graduate today, I don't want to look backward with anger. I want to look forward with gratitude.
Gratitude for the people who welcomed me.
Gratitude for the people who challenged me.
Gratitude for the people who believed in me.
Gratitude for the lessons that weren't always easy to learn.
And gratitude for Roissy Val D'Oise for giving me the opportunity to become the person I am today.
I don't know exactly what the next chapter will bring. But I know that I want to continue growing, learning, contributing, and giving back to the community that gave me a place when I needed one.
I hope I can continue to be someone who welcomes others, who helps people find their place, and who contributes to making Roissy the kind of home that it became for me.
So, thank you, Roissy Val D'Oise.
Thank you for seeing me.
Thank you for giving me a chance.
Thank you for giving me a place to grow.
And most of all, thank you for becoming my home.
I am incredibly proud to be standing here today as I graduate to Sister. But more than anything, I am grateful.
Grateful for where I started.
Grateful for how far I have come.
Grateful for the people who walked beside me.
And grateful for the people who will continue walking beside me into whatever comes next.
This graduation may mark the end of one chapter, but it is not the end it is simply the beginning of the next one. And I hope that each of us makes the conscious choice to be a part of what comes next.
Not simply by waiting for Roissy to become the community we want, but by becoming the people who make that community possible. Because we are Roissy.
And its next chapter is ours to write.