Mike and Jessica got back in his car and he drove them to a motel a few miles away from where they lived. This motel had been around for decades and catered to tourists. The main attraction there for Mike was that it had a deck on the roof where people could lay about and relax and take in what wasn't that scintillating a view. The really dumb thing about it, in retrospect, was that the access to it was external and the door to the stairwell was basically left open all day from the time the morning shift there began and they almost never checked on it. Since almost all of the motel's guests were out seeing the sights, it was usually devoid of any human activity during the day, making it a prime target for kids who wanted a place to party for a bit after school before returning home. The motel had no security on staff, instead depending on its maintenance people and desk clerks to take care of that stuff.

Mike knew that given the weather, it was pretty unlikely anyone would be up there even in the early afternoon. He pulled his car into the parking garage and then hoisted Jessica and his bag of goodies up on his shoulders and walked them over to the stairwell and then he made the climb two flights up, where he carefully dropped her into a lounge chair. They sat there for a few minutes while he caught his breath. He then stood and surveyed the lay of the land. It was dead quiet since it was the low season, though it was a little cold. Mike pulled the lounge chair that Jessica was on toward the three foot high stucco wall that ringed the deck. "Fucktoy will sit up on the edge of the chair," he ordered. "Yes Master," she responded demurely. "Fucktoy will lean forward and then remove her jacket and shirt." Jessica shot him a look like he was nuts, but he returned a look like, "you better do it or else." Mike's stare won and she reluctantly pulled her t-shirt over her head. Mike unhooked her bra and took it off of her. Her breasts were now exposed to the cold air, which made her nipples stiff. She crossed her arms, partly out of fear and partly just because she was cold. "Fucktoy will put her arms at her sides and keep them there until further notice," he announced. Nobody could actually see Jessica's breasts due to the wall in front of her, but that didn't ameliorate her embarrassment one iota.

Here was the thrill seeking Mike coming out to play again. He unzipped his bag and pulled out the length of silk rope that he had used on her a few weeks ago. "Fucktoy will now remove her pants and panties," he intoned. "Master, please," she hesitated. "Fucktoy has until I count to ten to be totally naked or she will be punished on the spot while gagged" he warned. He got to about six before she was totally nude. Her skin was breaking out in goosebumps from a combination of trepidation and the cool temperature. He bound her body up in the karada tie that Jessica once went to school wearing under her clothes. "Fucktoy will now place her arms behind her back," he muttered. She did as she was told and Mike cuffed them together and then anchored the cuffs to the karada tie. He pulled out the chained nipple rings and placed them on her cold nipples, causing her to squirm. He took out a vibrating egg and shoved it under the crotch of the karada tie and into Jessica's pussy. Then he withdrew a vibrating butt plug from the bag, liberally lubed it up and, insisting that Jessica stand up, he inserted it into her asshole before permitting her to sit again. He reached for her hair and gathered it in his lefthand and then encased the resulting pony tail in the braided hair corset that he inadvertently made famous. He connected her hair to the bottom of the karada tie, keeping her head upright and immobile. .

Jessica's nipples were pulsing already.. Mike helped Jessica put her pants back on, but sans panties. He then knelt down in front of her with his back to the wall and sucked on her nipples as he switched the vibrators on, all at three-fourths maximum. His suckling on her milk knobs made them throb more vividly and she felt her crotch now resonating with a very pleasant hum that was rattling her clit and making her very wet. Mike sucked harder on the nipples, just short of causing pain. He used short sucks and Jessica could feel all the sensations begin to well up in her torso. She tried to stifle her moans, which then became adorable little squeaks. Her hips were jerking and twisting under the influence of the vibrators and the cold air was making her increasingly antsy while the fear kicked her heartbeat up to just this side of tachycardia. Suddenly, she began to pant hard and fast, which provoked Mike to push the vibrating speeds up to full before he resumed using his mouth on her breasts. When the orgasm hit, it barreled in with a vengeance, her eyes rolling up into her head, her gasps and screams suppressed into grunts, overwhelming her senses. Mike pulled his mouth off of her nipples and took some vibrating nipple clamps out of his bag and clipped them on to Jessica's now extremely sensitive teats. She yelped when the clamps bit into them, but the endorphins that were being produced in her brain quickly killed off any pain and she was hurtling toward the summit of Pleasure Mountain again. Mike kissed, bit and sucked on her neck while he screened her with his body from any possible onlookers. Jessica's pussy was now flooded with her natural lubricant and her body would convulse once more as she desperately fought to keep from broadcasting her ecstasy across the entire cluster of hotels that were in the vicinity. Mike moved in front of her and began kissing her, wrapping her in his arms, partially warming her and hiding her breasts.

"When fucktoy has one more orgasm, she will be given her shirt back and all the vibrators removed. But she had better not try to fake it because if she does she will get 50 hard slaps on her butt on the spot while gagged," he notified her. "She will also announce to Master in a loud, clear voice when she is cumming." Jessica was fidgeting and squirming knowing that she was now close to her ordeal being over and she prayed that the orgasm would hit her soon. Mike heard the telltale panting begin to accelerate. He knelt down with his eye at crotch level to watch for contractions of her pubic muscles. He didn't have to wait long, because Jessica yelled in a voice much louder than she intended, "I'm cumming!" as another orgasm thundered through her, sopping the crotch of her karada tie even more while those pubic muscles flexed and spasmed.

Mike quickly turned off the vibrators, grabbed her jacket and threw it over her while he went about undoing everything. Within five minutes, she was decent again and in Mike's arms heading to outer space in her brain. He made sure he didn't miss anything, including confirming Jessica had her tennis shoes back on. He pulled the bag up to his lap and rifled around in it to do a quick inventory, including that of Jessica's panties. He picked Jessica up in his arms, took her to the edge of the stairs where he could get a better angle to put her on his shoulders again and then leisurely trudged them back to his car.

"Are you okay babe?" he asked. "Yeah," she said wanly. He saw that her eyes were heavy lidded again, as her body put her into shutdown after the fear and the ecstasy of what Mike just put her through had ended and her thirst for submission had been slaked. Mike took them to a nearby park, where they reclined in his back seat with him holding her tightly, as he waited for her to return from Planet Jessica. She felt so euphoric as her subconscious fed her some of its home brewed heroin. Mike wanted to fuck her real bad, but this wasn't a good time.

A half hour later, Mike decided that Jessica had spent enough time in her private amusement park and partially roused her out of her stupor. He was also afraid that some cop would wonder what they were doing sitting in a car in a nearly deserted park in that kind of weather. Mike went to a convenience store, bought a squirt gun and some bottled water and, when he got back to his car, let her have it. "Welcome back to earth Jessica!" he mused to himself as she was now fully lucid. He decided to add the squirt gun to his bag of deviant devices,

Mike took her home and hung out with her for a couple of hours before going back to his own place. "I think she's had enough of me for one day," he estimated.