From the Top Shelf - Return (An F/F Story)

A couple of weeks ago I read a lovely story on Voice in the Corner and in case you missed it, I want to share a portion of it with you. It's the tale of two young female apprentices who work in a pottery studio. Their employer is a talented but strict woman who keeps her employees on a tight rein. The story is called Return to Grampus Bay and it starts this way:

Sandy ran her hand through her long blonde hair as she pursed her lips and frowned. There was a small chip on the base of the ceramic statuette, the third she had found that morning. For a moment she considered putting the object at the back of the shelf and hoping Lilian wouldn’t notice, but that would have been a kind of lie and Sandy was done with lies; well almost.

The day before Josie had dropped a whole box of new figurines in her haste to leave for the beach. Three of the ceramic figures had been smashed at once, ending Lillian’s senior apprentice’s chances of a half day off down in the bay. But a furious Lilian had wanted to know if the rest could be salvaged.

It wasn’t that Sandy thought that Josie didn’t deserve her punishment and any she had still to come, but given the strict additional sanctions that would result from each ruined statue, Sandy was seriously concerned for her friend’s bottom.

Josie had already been very soundly spanked with a heavy nylon ceramic spatula, a task that had taken Lilian almost 40 minutes to carry out while the hapless 28-year-old had bawled like a kid so until she had been heard from the café terrace. It was a certainty that she wouldn’t be sitting for a few days as it was, not judging from the neat shiny dark red stain that marred the curves of both her bottom cheeks afterwards. Two pert polished domes that had been publically displayed in the courtyard corner for the rest of the afternoon. However, Lilian had ruled that for each additional damaged object, Josie would be soundly spanked again and then made to spend every half-day off in the corner until the equivalent time in hours had been served to pay for it.

Sandy suspected that there would be additional punishments too if she knew Lilian, a thought that set her own buttocks to involuntarily clench.

Isn't that a delightful way to begin a story? Read the rest here.