The Apprentice

Monday, 11:14 PM

Vera: Matt. I've read your letter three times. I'm answering against my own rule. I don't take rookies.

Matt: Vera. Thanks for reading it. Why are you answering?

Vera: Because you write by hand, because you didn't send me photos, and because you admit you don't know anything. That combination is rare. I'll give you one initial session. One. If you like it, we'll evaluate. If not, don't text me again.

Matt: Accepted.

Saturday, 6:48 PM

Vera: Matt. Today's rules. You arrive at nine. You come dressed. You kneel on the living room rug until I tell you otherwise. You don't touch me. I don't touch you. This is one hour of learning to wait.

Matt: Just kneeling.

Vera: Just kneeling. Safe word.

Matt: Ink.

Vera: Ink. Noted.

Sunday, 2:18 AM

Matt: I got home.

Vera: How are you feeling?

Matt: One hour kneeling and I feel like you've remapped my body. My knees are marked. And my head is quieter than it's been in six years.

Vera: Good boy. That quiet is what you came here for. The skin is the least of it.

Matt: Is there a second session?

Vera: Next Saturday, yes. Same time.

Following Saturday, 11:42 PM

Vera: I tied your hands behind your back with red cord. I ordered you to watch me undress. You didn't touch me. You almost cried from the tension.

Matt: Almost.

Vera: Matt. This is the first time in four years that a submissive has made me doubt myself too. Be careful with that.

Session Four

Vera: Today was different. I marked your chest with my fingernails. I counted out loud. Ten. I whispered good boy when we got to eight.

Matt: And you let me finish watching you.