Stella's Own

Part 8

It was three days until Stella started school again and she was in her room packing the last of her clothes before leaving tomorrow morning to head to her new apartment and settle in. Dante had found an extracurricular he was excited about.  He was going to join the intramural lacrosse team.  Which was probably good for him to join something to get out  some aggression. 

A soft knock on her door drew her attention to her mother's face. "What'cha doing?" She asking sweetly. 

"Packing the last of my clothes." Stella sighed. "I'm excited to go but also I'm worried about papa and Antonio." 

Her mother sat on the other side of the bed. "You're father has been running this mafia for well over 30 years without you here to tell him what to do." 

"Yeah, but if it wasn't for me, this month's shipment would be in Antonio's hands by now. He's not as nimble as he used to be." She huffed. 

"You're father can handle it trust me." Her mother scolded in a tone that suggested Stella drop it and trust her. After a pause, her mother lightened her tone, "Since it's you're last night here, we are taking you to Bread and Wine for dinner." 

Stella turned her and smiled sagging her head. Her mother stood from the bed and kissed her forehead. "Be ready by 8." She instructed before leaving the room. 

Her parents truly cared for each other and for her. Now that Antonio was in the picture trying to make a deal or steal their drugs, it complicated matters. At this point, she was dying to leave but felt the need to stay.  

Remembering her father's promise she texted Luca to meet her in her room. Not long after he knocked and entered. Still folding clothes she commanded, "Lock the door." 

He walked up to her and caressed her arm. "Your guard dog is outside." He teased. 

"I didn't call you here for that Luca." She said in a matter-of-fact tone. 

He dropped his hand and asked, "Oh? This is unusual." Luca sat on the chest at the end of her bed and folded his arms. Luca was about Dante's height, but less muscly and with light brown hair, that was curly. 

Stella set down the clothing she was folding and motioned for him to follow her to her balcony.  She wanted this conversation away from prying ears. "I'm leaving tomorrow morning, and I'm not completely confident in my father's ability to deal with Antonio." Luca crossed his arms in curiosity still listening. "I need you to be his second while I'm gone. But I also need you to tell me everything he is having you do. You will also be in charge of my eyes and ears around Antonio. If you know what I mean." She explained. 

"You mean your spies around him. Got it. Anything else boss?" He questioned. Luca might be the most devoted of all the men she had loyal to her. He was the first she recruited to turn the men loyal to her, actually. He suggested she take control of her life in and out of the bedroom and was the first she experimented with. 

She walked up to him and he opened his arms around her as she clutched her chest. "Don't let anything happen to him." She whispered. The dread of losing her father while she was gone and helpless was her worst fear. 

"I promise, Mistress." He vowed while caressing her hair. He was the only one that called her Mistress, and it was because of this special connection between them. It was more of mutual affection for each other, but also Luca understood that she was with other men. He was with other women and men as well. They weren't tied to each other, yet they filled each other's needs. 

They walked back into her room and she began folding clothes again.  Luca fell to his knees in front of her and began kissing her thighs, "Is there anything I can do for you right now, Miss?" He said looking up between kisses.

She smiled down at him petting the top of his head. Then she pursed her lips and thought about how she and Dante were intimate last night. But a need inside of her to lightly torture a man was kindling. 

"I know you like to please me, Luca. In whatever way I want." She said continuing to pet his hair. "Tonight I need to torture a man a little."

Luca didn't seem affected by her words as he continued to kiss her legs. "I am yours, Mistress."

"Strip and sit with your back on my headboard." She instructed. 

He looked up curiously at her. "But you're clothes are on the bed, Miss." He contested. 

"Sit on top of them, I don't see a problem." Stella spat as she walked to her closet and got out some silk scarfs. They weren't strong enough to hold Luca down if he really tried to get out, but it was more about trusting her and submitting. 

He sat on her clothes and stretched his naked body out. Stella tied his hands to the headboard and as he sat on his knees with his member growing between his legs. "Doesn't look like you're ready yet." She surmised standing over him on the bed, caressing and playing with his hair as he looked up at her with longing eyes. 

Luca tilted his head down and kissed her pelvis. She fisted his hair and directed his eyes back up towards her, "This is not about me, pet." She paused and lowered her face to his, "this is about your torture." She whispered as she started kissing and nipping at his neck and chest. 

"Yes, Misstress. I am yours, Mistress." He complied as his breath hitched when she took his nipple between her teeth. Doing the same with his other she started rubbing her hands on his thighs and close to his hardening cock. "Ah, Mistress." 

She took his member in her hand and started gently stroking it. "Are you ready now, pet?" 

He nodded and swallowed, "Yes, Mistress. Please touch and tease me, Miss." He begged. 

Stella sat on her knees in front of him playing and teasing his cock making it harden and twitch when she lightly touched it. "Oh I'm not just going to tease you, I'm going to make you so hard you'll be crying before I let you cum." She promised with her eyes dark, meeting his as his eyes grew wide. What had he gotten himself into? 

Grabbing a bottle of lube from her nightstand she focused on greasing him up and making sure to take him right to the edge. After a minute or so he was begging, "Mistress, I'm so...close....ahh." He exclaimed as she let go of him, then smacked it to keep him from going over. 

"This will be fun." She said with evil in her eyes. 

After 30 minutes  of bringing him to the edge and then punishing him, Luca was on the verge of tears with how much his balls were bursting. Stella got on her knees and leaned in inches from his face. "I think you've earned release, my little whore." She praised. 

"Thank you, Mistress." He huffed holding back the water in his eyes. She then stood up and hooked a leg over his back and pulled up the skirt she was wearing. 

"You know the rules, pet." 

Without a second thought, Luca was sucking and licking at her through her already soaked underwear. Pulling it to the side, he had perfect access to her wet pussy. Luca had learned the ways in which made her cum hardest and focused on using these techniques to helping him earn his release. 

With a full fist of his hair, Stella moaned, "Fuck, pet. That's so good." A moment later his face was dripping with her sweet juice and she was limp over him. Readjusting herself she knelt back down to his face, "Good boy." Then kissed him, running her tongue over his. "Your turn." She said reaching down, but still at face level with him, and pulled his hair so his head was arched back. 

The tears spilled out of his eyes now, "Please, Mistress. Please let me cum." His begs for release almost sent Stella over the edge a second time. 

Continuing her grip on him, she sped up and whispered to him, "Cum for me, little slut."  Right then Luca groaned and folded over on himself cumming all over the clothes that were on the top of her piles. 

Stella loosened her grip on him and raised her hand to his mouth to have him lick himself off of her. With her other hand, she caressed the back of his head. She noticed that the silk scarfs had loosened around his wrist but he what white-knuckling her headboard. "You're such a good boy for me." She praised kissing him deeply again. "Take any clothes you came on to the washer. I'll see you later." She commanded while heading to the bathroom.