Love and Possibilities

Feeling so Much

Luna

Sylvi comes back into the room. “Is there anything I can do for you, Ms. Navarro?”

“No, let Bella Lucia know I’ll be waiting in her room when she is done.” Luna wants to run up the stairs but she forces herself to walk slowly. Bella Lucia has at least another hour before she’ll be done with her guests. She makes her way into the huge bathroom off of Bella Lucia’s bedroom. She turns the water on to fill the oversized tub, and pours a generous amount of lavender bubbles into the water. She strips off her dress, kicks off her shoes, and eases herself in. She berates herself for bringing him here tonight, it was too fast. She should have taken him to a regular restaurant, allowed him to get to know her a bit more first before springing all of this on him. But she did need to know if he was going to be okay with all of this.

The water rises slowly until the water reaches her chin and she turns it off. She closes her eyes and hopes he will choose to see her again. Luna must have fallen asleep because she wakes up to Bella Lucia kissing her forehead.

“Sweet woman, did things not go well tonight?”

“No, it was too much when he realized about your special clientele, the straw and all that.”

Bella Lucia peels off her clothes and eases down in the bath on the opposite side of the tub, putting her legs over Luna’s and nestling her feet on each side of her hips. She turns the water on from the side of the tub to add a little more heat.

“So is he gone for good or…”

“He says he needs time to think about all of it.”

“Then give him some time, mi amor, it is a lot for someone not used to this lifestyle but he is a man, they are usually led from between their legs.”

“He isn’t like that, it is why I chose him. He is very sensitive, his mother has trained him well.”

“Speaking of, are you still going to the brunch?”

Luna’s face brightens. “Yes, I can’t let his mother down.” She moves between Bella Lucia’s legs feeling much better knowing she would at least see him tomorrow. “Are you very tired, my love?”

“Mmmmm, not too tired for you, Luna.”

Luna’s fingers find Bella Lucia’s opening and eases a couple of fingers in as she leans in kissing her. Bella Lucia’s head moves back against the tub and closes her eyes, moaning into Luna’s mouth.

“Will you be mine tonight, my love, allow me to possess you the way I love to do?” Luna whispers and then bites into her shoulder making her moan deeper.

“Yes, you may do what you like with me, but next time, next time I am going to do wicked things to you.”

Luna chuckles, “I look forward to it.” She pulls her out of the tub and dries them both off and then leads her to her room where there is an exra large bed Luna had specially made for her. The room is done in deep reds. “Assume the position, pet.”

Bella Lucia climbs up onto the bed, moving up into the middle and lies on her back, bending her knees and bringing her feet up and holding her ankles with her hands. Luna puts wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs on her and then attaches the right wrist to the right ankle and the left wrist to the left ankle and then pushes her knees outward admiring her beautiful dark mound. Luna picks up the n****e clamps with a thin chain attached to them, pulls and pinches Bella’s n*****s until they are standing out. She puts one clamp on and Bella Lucia cries out at the sharpness. Luna kisses her belly and then nibbles it before pinching the other n****e and putting the second clamp on. Bella Lucia gasps.

“God I love looking at you like this, you are so beautiful.”

Bella Lucia’s eyes are half lidded and her chest is moving quickly up and down with her breathing. Luna’s mouth licks and nibbles her belly down to her hip bone and to her thigh. She climbs up and moves between her legs. She lubes her fingers and hands and Bella Lucia squirms in anticipation.

“Tell me…”

“I want you, mi amor, all of you inside of me, please.” Bella Lucia moans, begging her.

Luna’s fingers open her and she slides in two fingers, stroking her and then she adds a third. “Do you want more?”

“Don’t tease me, Luna, please, I want all of you, please!”

Luna presses all of her fingers and thumb in and keeps working it and pressing until she finally slips in and Bella Lucia groans and tries to press toward her but can’t move much the way she is bound. Luna leans forward and presses her tongue to her swollen nub as she slowly moves her fist within her.

“Oh, God…” Bella Lucia chokes out.

“Mmmmm, yes my love…open to me. I would crawl inside of you if I could.” Luna nips at her and twists and moves within her until she is moving faster and sucking her swollen nub into her mouth. She lets go and looks up at her as she cries out at the loss of her mouth. “c*m for me, pet.” Luna clamps her mouth back onto her and sucks hard as she fists her harder and faster. Bella Lucia begins screaming as she arches back, body tensing, clamping down on Luna’s hand in waves as she explodes.

Luna reaches up and yanks the clamps off of her n*****s and Bella screams louder as her pain and pleasure rush through her prolonging her orgasm. When Luna feels Bella Lucia slowly moving back down into the bed, she presses her tongue hard against her nub and slowly pulls out of her. She wipes her hand on a towel hanging off the footboard, disconnects the cuffs, lies up next to her and pulls her sweet woman into her arms.

“You please me so much. I love how your body responds to all that I do to you.” Luna strokes over her as Bella Lucia curls into her and she pulls the covers up over both of them.

Alexei

There is a Mercedes SUV idling out front and the driver is standing by the back door.

“Ms. Navarro said you need a ride home and Timothy will be your driver, Mr. Mishkin.” Franklin says as he opens the door for him to step out.

“Thanks, Franklin.”

“Sir…”

Alexei turned back toward him.

“Try to keep an open mind. You wouldn’t be here if this place wasn’t good for you, but I know how shocking it can feel the first time.”

Alexei doesn’t think doormen normally speak about such things. “You, Franklin?”

“I’m sure she told you, every man who comes here, is submissive. Just remember, it doesn’t mean you are weak, on the contrary, it means you are special and Ms. Navarro is very…selective. She wouldn’t have brought you here if she didn’t believe in her soul that you belong here.”

“Enough.” Alexei immediately regrets snapping at him. ”I’m sorry, Franklin. I just need time to think about things. This isn’t the kind of life I would have chosen for myself. But thank you, thank you for sharing your thoughts.”

“Yes, sir. I hope to see you again, sir.”

Alexei nods and then heads to the SUV. Timothy opens the door for him and he climbs in. “Thank you, Timothy.”

“My pleasure, sir.” He closes the door and walks around and gets into the driver’s door.

“Ms. Navarro said you’d be going home but said I was to check with you to be sure.” Timothy looked in the mirror back at him.

“Yes, please take me home.”

“Yes, sir.” Timothy pulled away and out into traffic seamlessly.

“Can I ask you a question, Timothy?”

“I’ll answer if I’m able, sir.”

“Are you just a driver or are you someone’s submissive as well?”

“I do belong to my Mistress, sir.”

“Ms. Navarro?”

“No sir. Ms. Navarro called down and I just happened to be the driver available. My Mistress doesn’t have a need for me at the moment. She works a lot. I enjoy driving so I have offered my services to Madam Bella Lucia as a driver when I’m able.”

Alexei is silent.

“Is there anything else, sir?”

Timothy is keeping his eyes on the road and he is winding his way through the New York City streets heading toward the Lincoln Tunnel.

“What do you like about being a submissive, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“It is a powerful thing, sir, knowing I have pleased my Mistress. Am I to assume you are new to this world, sir?

“Yes.”

"A submissive has all the power sir, the Dominant can only do what you allow and will adhere strictly to your boundaries. For me it is about being able to let go completely, knowing my Mistress will take me to places I'd never be able to reach on my own. When you trust someone, know without a shadow of a doubt that they have your best interest at heart, it is so liberating. Everything she does to me, what I feel in those moments, is beyond anything I could ever explain. That is what makes me kneel at her feet gratefully, willing to do anything to please her.” Timothy is quiet for a moment. “I imagine there are different reasons for different people and many who submit only do it in the bedroom or for special occasions. The men who choose to be with the women who are members of Bella Lucia's, the ones I’ve seen, they are the elite of submissives. These women have very high expectations of their men and only choose those who take service to another level. Ms. Navarro must think very highly of you to bring you here, sir.”

“Thank you, Timothy. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts about it.” Alexei looked out the window and didn’t say anything else for the next hour and a half of their ride.

In his driveway, Timothy hops out of the driver’s door so quickly Alexei decides to wait and allow him to open his door as he has a feeling it isn’t just a job to him but gives him pleasure in serving.

Timothy opens Alexei’s door and steps back. Alexei climbs out and gives a slight bow of his head to Timothy. “Thank you for a pleasant ride home. You may tell your Mistress that I was very pleased with your service.”

Timothy smiles and it lights up his face. “I will, sir. Good luck and I hope you are able to find the answers you are looking for. I will tell you, she is a kind and generous woman, Ms. Navarro. I’ve heard great things about her both in the business world and from those who serve her at Bella Lucia’s. She treats everyone with respect.”

“Thank you, Timothy, goodnight and have a good journey back to the city.”

“Yes, sir.”

Sunday morning he was getting everything out when he heard his doorbell ring and he was surprised because his parents always just came right in. He opened the door and his knees almost buckled. Luna was standing there, her brown hair flowing over her shoulders and she was wearing a cream blouse with black leggings and a tan long sweater and black Keds on her feet which made her considerably shorter, making her head level to his chin.

“I didn’t want to disappoint your mother. I promise I’ll leave when they do.”

He steps back and motions for her to come in. He would do almost anything for his mother and he could do this to make her happy. He turns and walks through the house and into the kitchen. She sits on the stool on the other side of the large kitchen island and stays quiet. He pulls out potatoes, peels them and then dices them up slowly, meditatively. He hears his mother coming in through the front door. 

“Where is my boy?” Her voice rings through the house.

“In here, mama.” He hollers back.

His mother’s immense energy enters the kitchen and she squeals like a little girl at the sight of Luna. Her hand clamps down on her own mouth. “Oh, I’m sorry, that wasn’t very grown up of me. “I am Carmen Mishkin and I am so happy to meet you!” She is wearing her Sunday best, a floral print dress that hugs her waist and flares around her knees. Her graying, dark hair is flowing around her shoulders and she’s wearing her favorite dark grey flats. She’s positively glowing.

Luna gets up from her stool and instead of taking his mother’s hand that she has reached out, she pulls her into a hug. “It is my pleasure to meet the woman who raised such a wonderful man, it isn’t often I meet such a fine gentleman. In fact I can’t remember ever meeting one as wonderful as he is.”

Her words enter Alexei and send a sharp pain into his heart and a twitch between his thighs.

“Oh my, you know how to woo a mother’s heart. I’m Carmen” His mother giggles. He cannot remember when he last heard her giggle.

“It is lovely to meet you, I’m Luna Navarro.”

“Hey, where do you want this?” His father came in with a grocery sack.

“Set it here on the island, papa.”

And before he can introduce Luna, his mother is taking her hand and pulling her over to the man she adores. “Honey, this is Luna Navarro, the woman I’ve told you about, the one I tell all the young women about in my classes! Luna, this is the love of my life, Dimitri Mishkin.”

Dimitri sets the bag on the island and extends his hand and she takes it. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” Luna’s smile is radiant.

Carmen pulls Luna over to the kitchen table in the breakfast nook facing the bay window. “I have so many questions, I want to know everything about you so I can tell the girls at school. Oh, speaking of which…”

Before Carmen can say the next words Luna says, “It would be my pleasure to come and speak at your school.”

His mother is squealing again and pulling her into another hug. His father and Alexei are beaming at his mother’s happiness. He gets the potatoes in the oven and then gets the bacon out of the bag his father brought in. He continues cooking breakfast and his father comes over to him and whispers. “She is really lovely, son.”

“Thanks papa.” Alexei sighs.

“What’s wrong?” His father puts a hand on Alexei’s back.

“It’s complicated, and I’m having trouble with my panic attacks again.”

“Yes, well, I hope you are doing whatever it is you need to help you handle it.”

“I am, don’t worry.”

“Does she know?”

“Not exactly, I mean she’s probably noticed a couple of times when I was having trouble but we haven’t talked about it.”

His father puts an arm around his son’s shoulders. “I know you will figure it out but I’m here for you if you need me.”

“Thanks, papa.”

“Yes, well, Thank you for having the courage to invite her over for brunch, you just made your mother’s millennium.” His father chuckles. “I can’t remember the last time I saw her this happy.”

“She’s always happy, papa.”

“Yeah, but not this happy. She is beside herself with joy.”

“What are you two over there whispering about, you know I think whispering in front of others is rude.” His mother says but without the bite it normally would have.

“Yes, mama, sorry.”

“Sorry, dear, I was just catching up with our son and didn’t want to disturb you ladies. Is there anything I can help with, Alexei?”

“Thanks papa, but I’ve got it. Oh, you could make the mimosas.”

“Excellent idea.” He pulls out the champagne and orange juice from the bag and pulls down the champagne flutes from above in the cabinet. He pops the cork without it flying crazily which Alexei is always impressed with. “Luna, do you like mimosas?”

“Yes, sir, I do, but I’d rather have orange juice for now. I have a meeting later and I need a clear head.” He hands her a glass with just orange juice and then pours three with both champagne and juice and then hands one to his wife.

“Thank you.” Luna smiles up at Alexei’s father.

His wife leans over and he kisses her cheek. He hands a glass to Alexei and then he picks up his own glass. “May your days be filled with love and joy, cheers!” They all take a sip. Alexei glances at Luna and then turns back to finish cooking.

Everyone grabs something to help him take it all out to the table outside as he knows his mother loves eating on the deck. They sit down and his mother holds out her hands to her husband and to Luna. Luna takes her hand and holds hers out to Alexei. He takes her hand and his father’s.

“Thank you, Lord, for giving us so much love in our family, for such a wonderful son, and for bringing Luna into our lives. Bless this food to nourish us. Amen.”

“Amen.” They all say together.

Luna reluctantly releases Alexei’s hand. Everyone ate heartily and laughter rang out over the table many times. He leans back and watches his parents interacting with this woman who makes him feel so much. She is warm and lovely with them. Like a regular person not like someone he thinks might behave being a billionaire.  Once again he knows his mother wouldn’t be happy at his thoughts and he banishes them away. Luna looks over at him with concern but she doesn’t say anything.

“Anyone want another mimosa?” His father asks.

Luna sticks with juice but the three of them have another glass.  Luna lifts her glass first. “To you,” She says to his parents. “For raising such a wonderful and caring son who I hope I get a chance to know better.”

“Here, here!” His father chimes in.

His mother looks like she is going to cry. “Mama,” He gets up and goes to her.

She pulls him into a big hug. “It’s okay, darling boy. I’m just happy, that’s all. I was beginning to give up hope.”

“Mama, I just met her day before yesterday, we barely know each other.”

His mother laughs. “Yes, yes, I know, but let your mama have a little hope.”

He hugs her and then moves back to his seat, giving Luna a quick glance and he sees she is watching him. He takes a long breath and then lets it go.

They move to the table in the corner of his yard under the trees. They chat and finish their drinks and then his parents give each other a knowing look and get up. “We are going to leave now, you two have a wonderful rest of the day.”

“But, it isn’t safe for you to drive.” Luna spoke up quickly.

His mother pats Luna’s hand. “Don’t worry, dear, we took an Uber, which we always do for these brunches, and my sweet husband has already messaged them that we’re ready to go.”

Luna looks relieved. “I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions. Call me and we will set up a date for me to come out to speak to your teen girls.”

His mother hugs her tightly to her. “Thank you, Luna, you are even lovelier in person.”

Alexei hugs his parents and they head out. He picks up the dishes and begins hauling everything back to the kitchen. Luna picks up and carries some in as well which surprises him. Without saying a word she washes the dishes while he dries and puts them away. When it is done she steps back. “I’ll go now, I just didn’t want you to have to clean up on your own.”

“Thank you for being so kind to my mother, she really admires you.”

“Your mother is a wonderful woman and frankly I admire her. I enjoyed meeting your parents and I can see why you want to emulate their relationship. I hope you will keep an open mind though and realize that loving relationships come in all different forms. Thank you for breakfast, as always your food was delicious.” She steps away and heads to the door.

"Wait..." He grabs her arm and turns her around. He looks into her eyes and lowers his mouth to hers. She leans in and a small sound escapes her as their kiss deepens. He pulls back and lets her arm go. "Don't give up on me. This isn't a no, it is just that I need to figure a few things out for myself."

Luna nods her head. "Thanks, Alexei. I will try to be patient." She slowly turns and walks out of the room.

Half of him wants to stop her but he knows he still isn't sure what he wants and it is best to let her leave. He hears the door open and close a moment later and he feels an ache move through him.

 Alexei wakes up screaming and gasping for breath and it takes a moment for him to realize he’s in bed, in his room, in his house. It has been years since he’s had that nightmare. The image of his aunt with her vacant eyes and the red soaking her shirt lingers and he jumps out of bed knowing he won't be able to get anymore sleep. He looks at the clock and it’s four in the morning.

He puts on a pair of grey shorts and a ratty old t-shirt and makes his way down to the basement. As he walks into his studio he feels his body respond to his safe space where he can freely express himself through his pottery, his painting, his art. He pulls out a canvas and begins throwing paint down intuitively. He hasn’t painted since he stopped therapy three years ago. It was a way for him to process and it seems he needs to process even more than he had told Luna.

Later this morning he has to call his therapist and see if he can get in to see him. He obviously needs someone he can talk to about all of this. He continues slapping colors down until he gets out his pallet knife and begins drawing lines and circles and swirls. He then pulls out some stamps and dips them in paint and places them here and there on the canvas. He uses his fingers, a pallet knife, and anything close at hand to make different lines and shapes and frequently adding more paint. He keeps going for hours until the sun slides up on the horizon.