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Three J's and an S Go Skiing - Day 6, Part 3
By The Technician

BDSM   FFF/F        D/s  /  Mild  / Snow  /  Cold  / Spanking / Public Sex

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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do
when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin.  This is the tenth in
this series and continues the adventures of The Three J's and Sara at Mountain
Lodge Resort.

This story might make more sense if you have read the previous days of "Three
J's and an S Go Skiing," especially "Three J's and an S Go Skiing Day 6 Parts 1
& 2."

For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild.

If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.  

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WARNING!  All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY.
Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content.  All people and
events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is
purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and
should not be attempted in real life.

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between
fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal
territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please
stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first
century.

Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment
of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article.
This story is copyright (c) 2013 by The Technician Technician666@Gmail.Com.  

Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for
personal, non-commercial use.  Production of multiple copies of this story on
paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden.

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"So who wants to go first and say what happened for them today?" asked Julie
after they got back to the cabin.

"I'll start," said Joan.  "It's pretty simple.  After you two left with Ron and
Kevin, I was feeling so guilty about having let Sara down that I had her punish
me by locking me in that pillory downstairs and spanking me... hard... really
hard... a little bit too really hard."  She turned around and lifted the back
of her skirt so that Judy and Julie could see her ass cheeks.

"Wow!" said Judy and Julie together.  "No wonder you took those pain pills and
wanted to go out and sit in the snow.  Your ass is all red and swollen.  How
many times did you tell Sara to spank you?"

"Ten," answered Joan.  Then she added, "Every ten minutes... for two and a half
hours."

"Shit!" exclaimed Julie, "That's 150 swats."

Sara said, "Actually it is 160, if you count the first ten."

Everyone looked at her and she continued, "Only Joan would correct you on that
as you are swatting her ass with a paddle."  Sara smiled and went on,
"Afterwards, she told me that the guilt was gone and all that was left between
us was her love for me."  She paused for a while before continuing, "And then I
said that I had always loved her, and one thing led to another and I guess we
sort of proposed to each other."

She looked over at Judy.  "When Joan more or less announced our engagement, you
said, 'That makes three of us.'  So tell us what happened between you and Ron
and you and Kevin."

"Kevin asked me to marry him while we were on the chair lift," bubbled Julie.
"He said that he felt that I was the one from the moment he met me.  We are
going to wait until we both get our undergraduate degrees.  Before tonight, I
was afraid that I might have to put off graduate school for a while.  Now all
we are trying to figure out is when and how to do the whole 'meet the parents'
thing.   We figure we should at least let our parents think we are taking it a
little bit slow, so we probably won't get rings until spring break."

"Did Ron ask you on the chair lift also, Judy?" asked Joan.

"Not exactly," answered Judy, turning slightly red.

"Oooh, this should be interesting," said Sara.  "Tell us all about it."

"When we left here," began Judy, "Ron was in the e-cass behind Kevin, and Julie
and I were on Kevin's snowmobile.  We followed Kevin up and down the service
trails alongside the slopes and finally got to the aid station.  We went skiing
for a while and then Ron said that we should finish getting Kevin qualified, so
we went back to the aid station."

"The e-cass was still hooked up to Ron's snowmobile.  Ron opened the back door
and told me to slide in on one of the stretchers."

Judy looked around at the other girls, "If the small one is a glass coffin, the
e-cass is a glass funeral coach.  It is all plexiglass or something.  The
outside is one of those wrap on plastic things like they use to put advertizing
on busses.  You can't see inside, but from the inside it is like looking out
through tinted glass all around... and above.  As I slid in, it was like I was
laying on a bench or picnic table outside somewhere."

"Ron slid in beside me and said, 'You might want to hang on.  It can get really
bumpy in here.'"

"I started to ask him, 'Hang on to what?' when he reached over me and pulled
two straps up over me from alongside the stretcher."

"As we started moving, he said, 'I could strap you in, but we don't usually do
that unless we are dealing with a drunk or someone who doesn't know what is
going on.'"

"'But what if it suddenly gets bumpy.' I asked, and almost immediately Kevin
must have gone over some rough snow or something because it got very bouncy in
there."

"'In that case,' answered Ron, 'I throw myself over the person and hold them in
place.'  And he did just that.  We were passing skiers going down the hill or
just waiting at the edges of the slope."

"'What must this look like to them?' I asked.  'You're laying on top of me.'"

"Ron laughed.  'You can't see in, only out.  You could be lying there naked
with this parked outside the lodge and no one would notice.  We could both be
naked going down the slopes and all anyone would see was a red, Snow Rescue,
e-cass ambulance.  If there were any room in here we could be screwing our
brains out and, as long as we weren't too noisy, no one would notice.'"

That image flooded my mind and I started flooding somewhere else.  I asked, 'So
why can't we screw in here?'"

"'The same reason you can't do much in the bottom bunk of a bunk bed.' he
replied.  'No headroom.'"

"We had reached the bottom of the first slope, Kevin stopped and walked back to
check on us.  There were people right up next to the walls of the e-cass and as
Kevin was walking back around to the doors of the e-cass, I suddenly had this
image of us lying there fucking while Kevin drove us around among all these
people through all the slopes.  Ron told Kevin that everything was fine back
here, and that's when I knew what I wanted to do.  I asked, 'Don't you guys
have radios?'"

"Both answered, 'Of course.'  So I said, 'Then, Kevin, you just keep going.  If
anything isn't fine back here we will give you a shout out on the radio.' Kevin
said, 'OK,' and went back up to join Julie on the snowmobile."

"As we started moving again, Ron asked, 'What was that about?'"

"Bunk beds don't bounce on their own,' I answered and started skooching out of
my clothes."

"'What are you doing!?' he asked and I answered, 'Just get naked and get inside
me before the bunk bed starts bouncing.'"

"It took a moment before it finally hit him what I was asking him to do.  He
said "Oh... OH!" and started trying to get out of his clothes.  Luckily for us,
a couple of skiers wanted to ask Kevin something and it was a several minutes
before we started moving again.  By then we were both naked and Ron was trying
to slide up on top of me."

"It was such a turn on to be lying there like we were on a picnic table in a
public park full of people, and yet no one could see us.  I was sooo wet before
he even slid over on top of me.   He was right.  There isn't much head room in
that thing.  I could barely raise my legs to give him better access, but he got
inside me and began sliding slightly up and down on top of me."

"It was nice, but then the e-cass started bouncing and that was terrific.  Ron
wasn't moving that much in and out of me, but he was really bouncing against my
clit.  That was a totally different experience, it was taking me higher and
higher and higher.   And while we were doing this, I could look out the windows
on either side or on the top and watch people going by on both sides or on the
ski lift above."

"I started cumming and screaming and suddenly Ron clamped his mouth over mine
to keep me quiet.  It was intense.  He was basically lying flat on top of me
bouncing with the motion of the sled as we traveled down the rough snow at the
edges of the main slopes.  For some reason," Judy stopped to give a big grin to
the others, "For SOME reason, neither Ron nor I noticed when Kevin got to the
bottom of the slope and started to make a wide swing across the flat area to
start back up on the other side.  The sudden motion rolled us over onto the
other stretcher and suddenly I was on top."

"Our legs were a little twisted together, but Ron was still inside me.  I tried
to bring my legs up under me so I could straddle him, but there just wasn't
enough room in that little ambulance.  I spread my legs around his and pushed
myself up on my arms and just let the bouncing of the e- cass do the work.  My
breasts were hanging down and Ron reached up and began playing with my nipples.
In a little while I was screaming again and then sudden we could hear Kevin's
voice on Ron's radio. 'Are you guys OK back there?  I thought I heard you yell
or something.'"

"Ron dug through his clothes and found his radio and answered, 'Everything's
fine.  Judy was just enjoying the scenery a little too much.'"

"Kevin answered, 'One more slope and then back to the aid station.  I'll let
you out of back as soon as we get there.'"

"'Take you time,' answered Ron, 'and don't open the doors when we get back.  I
will release things from the inside when we are ready to get out.'"

"A little while later, we turned ourselves over and Ron was back on top.  As we
were bouncing down the last slope, Ron said, 'This isn't exactly how I had
planned to do this, but are you willing to marry someone who is almost as crazy
you are?'"  

"I said 'Yes.'  He wants to take a little bit more time to be sure that there
is more to this than just wild, kinky, sex.  So, for now, Ron and I are just
'Pinned.'"

"'Pinned?' asked Joan.  Ron isn't a member of a fraternity."

"Yes he is," answered Judy, "One of the most exclusive fraternities there is."
She pointed to a oval golden pin on her sweatshirt.  In the center of the pin
was a red square with a white cross on and the words Snow Rescue.  "He is a
part of the fraternity of heros."

The four of them hugged each other in a group hug for a few minutes and then
Julie said, "It is actually getting a bit late.  Anyone for a short dip in the
hot tub before we head off to bed.?"

Joan answered, "I don't think heat is exactly what my ass needs right now."

"It's what mine needs," said Sara.

Something about the tone of her voice caused The Three J's to turn abruptly to
look at her.  "What's wrong?" asked Joan.

Sara looked down at the floor.  When she raised her face, her eyes were
swimming in tears.  "When you said that you needed to be punished to remove
something that had come between us - on the inside, I was laughing at you.  I
mean, if you're forgiven, you're forgiven.  It's over?  Right?"

"But then I over-punished you.  I could see that you hadn't realize how painful
a full-on ass spanking like that could be.  After 25 swats, you had learned
your lesson, or whatever it was that you needed.  I should have stopped.   But
I didn't... and it wasn't just because you had told me not to stop."

"I had a ball gag in my mouth.  Remember?" said Joan.  "I couldn't tell you I
had made a mistake or changed my mind."

"You didn't have to tell me, Joan.  I knew.  I could tell.  I knew at 25 you
were broken.  I should have stopped at thirty, but I wanted to keep going so I
could keep going back to sit on that damned Sybian.  God!, that machine is pure
pleasure.   I put my pleasure above your pain, and now I can't stop thinking
about it."

"What do you want?" asked Judy.

"I want the three of you to take me down to the Saint Andrews Cross and tie me
in place.  And then I want each of you to take a paddle and give me ten hard
swats.  Do it all at the same time so that they come hard and fast and I can't
turn that pain into pleasure.  Then my butt will match Joan's butt and we can
go out and sit in the snow together and say that we love each other.  You can
laugh at me if you want to, but it's what I need."

She looked up at Joan and whimpered "I laughed at you because I didn't
understand.  I do now, and it is OK if even you laugh at me, but please do this
so we are back in balance."

"You two are going to have a strange and wonderful relationship." said Judy.

"I'm strange," answered Sara, "She's wonderful."

"OK," said Judy.  "A little detour to the basement to make Sara's ass all
bright and red and burning so it will match Joan's.  Then Julie and I will come
back up to the hot tub while Joan and Sara go out and melt some snow."

They went down into the basement together.  Sara stripped off her dress and
underwear.  "I wore underwear just so I wouldn't accidentally embarrass any of
you at a high class function tonight."

Joan slipped off her skirt and blouse.  "But I was the one with the bare ass."
Then she added, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes," said Sara as she stood against the cross and put her arms up against the
upper cross pieces.  Judy began to strap her arms in place.

Meanwhile Julie came back from the bedroom carrying three paddles.  After
handing one each to Judy and Joan she said, "Ten, as hard and fast as we can.
Right, Sara?"

Sara nodded and The Three J's began swinging.  The noise of the paddles
striking flesh was loud and fast.  Sara was screaming after just the first few
swats.  On one swat, Judy's paddle actually landed on top of Joan's.  She
didn't count that one.

After just two or three minutes all three J's said, "Ten!" and stopped their
paddling.  Sara was hanging slightly limp and crying.

"So that's what pure pain feels like," she said.  "Pure pleasure is much, much
better."

Joan ran her hand lightly over Sara's bottom.  It was hot and red and slightly
blistered at one spot.  "I think you will need to sit in the snow with me for
quite a while tonight."  Then she asked, "Did you get what you wanted?"

"Yes," answered Sara.  "The wall is gone.  Only the love is there."  She looked
over her shoulder at Joan.  "Maybe next time when we feel a wall starting to
rise, we can overwhelm it with love and pleasure rather than breaking it down
with pain."

"That would be a good thing," said Joan as she started unstrapping Sara from
the cross.

"See you two in the morning," said Julie as she and Judy went up the steps
toward the hot tub.

"In the morning," answered Joan as she led Sara out through the doorway under
the deck to find some fresh snow in which to sit.

"Maybe by morning, we can come out here and melt snow in a different way?" said
Sara.  "but for now, I just need to cool off the fire in my ass before we go to
bed."

"I think we are both strange," said Joan.

"And both wonderful," sighed Sara as she sat in the snow.

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  END OF DAY SIX, PART 3

    There is one more episode after Day 6 in
     "The Three J's and an S Go Skiing"
    The saga will hopefully continue. 
    Sara has already talked about wanting to go to Mardi Gras sometime,
    And Joan's dad thinks it would be a good idea
    for the girls to have "real jobs" over the summer.
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