Apprentice (for Cutiexx)

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Thad smiled to himself as he finished preparing the kitchen, getting out a knife and a cutting board and scooping some butter onto a pan, then left it all for Dell to do the actual cooking. He watched her in the garden through a kitchen window, wondering if she didn't have any more practical clothes than that blue dress of hers. He could see it was hard work - she was a petite woman after all - but she didn't seem to mind too much. He wondered if her bottom still hurt under that dress and wished he could see it, it was probably pink all over from his hand.

He shook his head, what was he thinking of? Oh yeah, clothes. She hadn't brought any back from town so she probably figured she had enough in that sack of hers. He wondered if she was used to washing her own clothes, could he make her wash his too? A mental image of Dellana picking through the pockets of his robe flashed through his head. Nah, better he take that chore, the girl would be busy enough as is.

He smiled as she walked back in and put the bucket down.

"Good girl. And there's no need for peeling. I prefer them with the skin on, and a young woman like you needs her vitamins."

He seasoned the water in the cauldron and brought it to a boil for the potatoes.

"Now, we're starting simple tonight, so you'll be making us an omelet. There's onions, cheese, ham, milk and eggs on the table. Tell me if you need help or instructions."

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Dellana looked around at all the ingredients, a little at loss as to what she could do with all that.

"Um, well, I can start by putting the potatoes to boil, with a little salt?"

She looked at him for confirmation before doing it.

"Then I get a bowl and mix up the eggs inside it... Um, should I put all that with it?" she asked, pointing at the milk, ham, onions and cheese.

"I've made a plain omlet already, just eggs and salt, so I don't really know when I should add the rest, Master."

She moved hesitantly around the kitchen, handling the food gently. If these were potions ingredients, she'd be making her potion full speed, following the instructions on the book, but it was actually food she had to prepare with no instructions, and that she'd have to eat, so she was taking her precautions.

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Thad then went aside and watched her going about the kitchen with folded arms.

"Salting the potatoes and letting them boil is a good place to start. Bear in mind they'll be finished in about twenty minutes and we don't want to eat them cold, so you'd better have the omelet ready by that time as well."

He said it as a bit of a mock threat. The girl seemed to bounce back pretty well considering she'd been sobbing over his knee less than an hour ago, so he didn't feel bad about teasing her a little.

"You should cut the onions and let them simmer on the pan with some butter until they lose colour. Meanwhile, you can stir the eggs with some milk and pepper, then add the mix to the pan and plop some bits of ham into it."

He went to the cupboard and pulled out a wooden spatula.

"Use one of these to make sure it doesn't stick to the pan and to turn it when one side has had enough. A good omelet is spongy all the way through and in one piece, so be careful not to break it. I don't want to have to eat scrambled eggs for dinner. Oh, and wear this."

Thad fetched a white apron hanging on a nail, then went behind her and lowered the neck opening around her head. While he tied it up in the back he talked to her in a low voice:

"I was not kidding when I said I'd consider cooking part of your training. I'll be watching in case you need help and grading your performance. Remember, I expect absolute dedication from you or there will be stern consequences."

He then went to the kitchen chair and sat, crossing his legs and turning to watch her.

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"Well, the potatoes will be burning when they are ready, I suppose it can't hurt them to cool off a little if the omlet isn't ready..." commented Dell at her Master's mock threat.

She listened to his instructions intently and found out she was able to look him in the eye, which was very positive considering what he'd just done to her.
She still blushed when he put the apron on her instead of just handing it to her. He tied it around her waist and she thought that not so long ago his hand was just a little lower. She winced at the path her brain was taking. Don't think about that Dell, it'll get us all fidgety and strange, she scolded herself.

Oh, there he went again, warning her about "stern consequences". She stiffened for a second, her bottom tingling over the uncomfortable warmth that covered it, and decided on the spot she'd always do her best in this house. Not that she was the type to not try her best, but anyway.

She got the knife and the cutting plank he'd laid out for her and took the onion. She peeled it off easily, but when it came to cutting it, her eyes started watering almost immediately.
She blinked to keep the tears from blurring her sight and continued cutting. Thankfully, they didn't take long to cut up and she quickly put the onion bits in the pan with a little butter.
She turned to quickly pour some milk with the eggs she had in a bowl, unsure about the quantities. She stopped pouring quickly and went to stir the onions.

"Is that enough milk? And is the fire set right?" she asked Thaddeus over her shoulder.

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”I trust your judgement completely” he commented about the potatoes.

Thad watched with a wry smile as his apprentice went about making dinner. There is something oddly satisfying in having a pretty girl cook for you, he mused, eyes fixed on her bottom as she worked.

After a bit, he noticed the tears in her eyes and was startled. He realized that they were just stinging from the onions and let out a sigh of relief. He should have known, the girl seemed to be made of sterner stuff despite her appearance.

”The fire is fine, but a tiny bit more milk wouldn’t hurt. Don’t forget the onions, they’ll be clear before you know it.”

Despite her inexperience, she didn’t seem to be completely lost in the task. Omelet was simple enough for any child to cook after all. Thad fetched out his little pipe and pulled a small book from his pockets, flipping through it seemingly at random while smoking.

”After dinner, I think I’ll give you the day off so you can get installed and maybe read a bit. You’re welcome to bathe in the river if you feel dusty from the trip. I’m used to it but it may be a bit cold for you.”

He only pretended to read, still following the movements of her legs and bottom with his eyes.

”On the subject of hygiene, I’ll usually take care of clotheswashing, so you can just leave your dirty linens and clothes in the bin in my room.”

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She added a little milk, stirred some pepper into the eggs, and went to check the onions. Sure enough, they were clear. Some of them even looked like they were getting a little crispy.
She poored the contents of the bowl into the pan, and went to cut up some ham while that was cooking. Thaddeus took out a book and a pipe. She stared at it for a few seconds. The smoke coming out of it was blue. She'd never seen that before. What was he smoking, she wondered. She went to add the bits of ham in the omlet, and got the spatula to check how under the omlet was. It could take a little more heat. She turned around when Thaddeus spoke, wiping her hands on the apron.

"Yes, I do feel quite dirty... I'll wash after dinner. Could I use some of your soap? I haven't brought any..."

She turned around again to try and flop the omlet on it's other side. It was more difficult than she'd anticipated, and she quickly grabbed a wooden spoon in her left hand to help the omlet onto the spatula. She flipped it over clumsily, but nothing bad happened. She sighed, then heard he'd be washing her clothes. She first thought good, less for me to do, when she suddenly thought of something.

"UM, yes Master, thanks, but not my undergarments," she stated, her cheeks turning pink... From the heat of the cooking pan behind her, of course!

She suddenly remembered the potatoes, checked the time, and sighed with relief that it had just been thirteen minutes. Then she thought of something.

"Shouldn't the omlet have salt in it?"

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”Depends. Salt can always be added if the taste is too mild. And of course you can use my soap, though it’s probably not as even textured or scented as you’re used to.” He paused, thinking about her earlier comment and how she had turned red up to her ears. He puffed on his pipe and smiled mischeviously at himself. ”And don’t be silly, I’ve already seen your knickers. There’s no reason you should have to wash them separately. End of discussion.”

Satisfied that Dellana could handle the last part of dinner without help, he leaned back, raised the book to his face and blew a large, blue smoke ring. He still wasn’t actually reading, rather listening for the girls reaction, curious if she would submit to his decision.

For all he knew, it was probably perfectly reasonable for a young woman to want her underwear to herself, but Thad wasn’t much for etiquette over practicality in his own house. Also, though he would never admit it to himself, the thought of handling a young woman’s underclothes, especially when it embarrassed her, was very tempting.

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Well, she didn't know what Master Thaddeus thought she was used to, but as a student living alone, she didn't have the luxury of rose-scented-lah-di-dah-soap. The cheapest plain white city bar had been washing her and her clothes for the last few years. Although city soap was probably more sophisticated than country soap... But not necessarely. She remembered the "natural, good for your skin, can wash any stains" expensive soap brought "right in from the fields" (as if soap grew in fields) teachers had recommended to get potions stains out of clothes. Perhaps what was luxury in the city was common here, and vice-versa.
And there he went, affirming his decision about her undergarments being handeled and washed by him. A man. How was that proper? She blushed harder at what he would undoubtedly notice if she let him wash her knickers. Her... womanly juices. Merlin. Nope. Nope. Nope. But he looked decided. She had to find an excuse. But she couldn't lie, not to him, not after what he'd done, and not in his house!

"Um... Even when... You know... It's my... erm... time of the month?"

Merlin was this mortifying. Couldn't he let it go?

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“Hmm?” Thaddeus kept up the pretend-reading for a few seconds before her meaning registered. His mouth dropped open and for a brief, terrifying moment, he fought to keep his pipe from lighting his trousers on fire.

“What, now?” He asked when the pipe had been put out and hidden away. “Well …” The thought admittedly took some of the fun out of the situation, but he had already promised to do the laundry. On the other hand Thad wasn’t some superstitious peasant who thought female bleeding was some devils work and gods know he was no stranger to washing blood out of clothes. He decided on a compromise.

“I’m sure that won’t be a problem Dellana. I’m well aware of the female cyclus, and perfectly comfortable with blood.” He paused, clearing his throat. “I understand if you’d rather keep this issue private however, so you may take over laundry duties during your month blood, if that makes you more comfortable.”

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Dell fought hard not to bury her face in her hands from sheer embarrassment at bringing up the issue, but she was desperate. She would've laughed at Thad's disgruntled reaction if she weren't so flustered herself.
He gave her a compromise. She jumped it.

"But if I can wash them then, why not all the time?" she blurted out.

Him seeing the faint stains on her underpants and realizing what they were would be a terrible thing to happen, she thought. She'd been brought up with the idea that female arousal was a taboo thing, good girls never should be, and normal honest women only got wet when performing nuptial duties. The apprentice wasn't like that, she knew. Sometimes, thoughts – and lately a spanking – excited her, and the proof of that was visible under the scrutiny of someone – usually herself – actively looking for spots and stains in the right places. Her Master seeing that, that so very much very private very shameful part of her was... Unthinkable. He might even kick her out for depravity. He'd said no secrets... But this. This. This she couldn't risk admitting.

(Depravity. Hah! Dell, Dell, Dell, so naive, no idea whatsoever who you're living with now... XD)