Autumn Suite was a pretty stupid name, Jay had to admit. Was there a Winter Suite where everything was covered in snow and the temperature was below freezing?

But, as he had told Erin earlier, he didn't actually give a rat's ass what her suite was called. He wanted the hot sex he had virtually been promised, and he had just arrived to get it. It had been a huge effort not to strangle the Uber driver who had crawled his way across town to the Marriott.

Forget the fucking Uber driver, Jay told himself. He knocked on the suite's door, barely able to contain his excitement.

Seconds that felt like hours dragged by before he eventually heard Erin's voice on the other side.

"Who is it?"

"Jay."

He heard the door unlock, but it didn't open. It took him a moment to figure out that he was going to have to open it. He did so, expecting to see Erin standing there. But she wasn't there.

"Erin?" he asked, walking in and allowing the door to swing closed behind him. He reached back and turned the lock. No one was going to crash this party. But where was the little minx?

He walked further into the suite, past the bathroom. The light was off in there, the door ajar. The suite's curtains were closed, and Erin only had a couple of lamps on in the corners of the enormous double sized room that made up the suite. It had a king size bed, a seating area, and a dining table. Presumably it had a good view if Detroit too, if there was such a thing. What it didn't have was Erin.

Then he realised his mistake, at the exact moment when it became too late. He sensed movement behind him, and a leather gloved hand was clamped over his mouth.

"Surprise. Don't try to talk," Erin breathed into his ear.

This was not at all what Jay had expected. She had hidden in the bathroom, after planning the entire scenario ahead of time. Unless he got rough with her, which he couldn't risk doing, she now had total control of the situation. It was maddening, but it was also a turn on.

"Ermmm," he mumbled, trying to say her name. He hadn't even seen her yet, and that frustrated the hell out of him.

"I said don't try to talk. Go over to the bed. I'll walk with you."

For now, Jay decided to go along with it. He walked over to the bed, and Erin stayed right being him, keeping her hand tightly over his mouth, using her grip to control him. On the bed there was some kind of silky black cloth.

"Blindfold yourself with that," Erin instructed.

"Wmmt?" he objected. He was already finding breathing quite difficult, which came as a surprise. He would make sure she found out what that felt like when he got her mouth taped up. But that wouldn't be happening imminently. The smell of leather filled his nostrils with her hand touching the bottom of his nose, which he also quite liked.

Erin spoke sternly. "I said blindfold yourself with that. Tonight isn't going to be much fun for you if you don't do what I tell you, when I tell you. That's the only warning. Blindfold. Now!"

Jay had the feeling that was a threat to punish him by withholding sex. It was something that gave her all the leverage in the world and they both knew it, so he picked up the cloth and wrapped it around his head, covering his eyes.

"Make sure you do it properly. And tie it tight," she insisted. "If I think you can see..."

"I'm dmmimg itmph," Jay moaned, attempting to convey that he was obeying her. He discovered that trying to speak wasted what little air he could get through his nose. Due to that, he was already so submissive to her that he had never experienced anything like it. It had him rock hard, and she was only just getting started.

Once he had the blindfold in place, tied tight and rendering him totally unable to see, he received Erin's approval.

"Good, now I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth. You're going to get on the bed and lie on your back, and you're not going to make a sound. Understood?"

"Mmm hmm," he replied.

"I said don't make a sound. Alright, go."

Erin released him, and Jay gratefully breathed through his mouth to catch his breath as he got onto the bed. He lay down on his back as she had instructed, resting his head on one of the pillows.

She was already on the bed with him. He felt the corner of the pillow lift up, then, before he could react, he felt and heard a handcuff being fixed around his right wrist. She quickly fixed the other end to one of the bars of the bed frame.

"Hey, what the hell?" he demanded, testing the restraint. Predictably, it was effective. Until she Erin chose to release him, he was going nowhere.

"Didn't I tell you not to make a sound?" she said sternly. "I'm really not going to tell you again. One more word and this night is over. Don't try me."

Jay believed she would go through with that threat. Anything to assert her control over him. For that reason, he stayed quiet and compliant as she retrieved another pair of handcuffs from under the pillow and shackled his left wrist to another of the bed frame's bars. He wanted to ask where she had gotten two sets of handcuffs from, but of course he could not.

"There we go," Erin said, happy with her handiwork. "Now wait, I've got one more surprise for you."

He felt the other pillow lift up, then he heard the sound of tape being stretched from a roll. He knew exactly what she was going to do, but he didn't dare to object as he was already on his final warning. Feeling completely powerless, he had to lie there while she stuck a length of sticky tape over his mouth. The thing he most enjoyed doing to women in the bedroom had now been done to him, and he could do nothing about it. It was beyond infuriating. But that only served to fire him up.

"Now those little surprises are out of the way, we can take the blindfold off for a bit," Erin said cheerfully.

Finally, I get to see the goods, Jay thought. He raised his head so that she could untie the blindfold. As she leaned over him to do it, he got a strong whiff of her perfume – that intoxicating perfume that always turned him on.

Erin unwrapped the blindfold and Jay could hardly believe how beautiful the sight was that greeted him. His expectations had been high, but she had still managed to greatly exceed them. She was wearing black leather wrestling-style trunks and a matching crop top. They both also matched the gloves, of course. And her body was stunning too, more toned than he had expected, yet slightly curvy in all the right places. He yearned to touch the goods, but of course he couldn't.

He also saw the roll of white semi-translucent tape that she had used for those infamous pictures lying on the bed beside him. That was what she had used on him. Somehow that made it more of a turn on, knowing he was experiencing exactly the same thing that she had.

"Mmmm," he moaned in excitement, wishing he was able to talk so that he could tell her exactly what he thought.

"You like?" Erin asked seductively.

Jay nodded emphatically.

"I thought you would. Now, lie back and enjoy. Before I fuck you, I think we should have a warm-up."

For a moment, he wondered what she meant. But when she unzipped and pulled down his jeans and then pulled his boxers down also, he knew what she was going to do. Sure enough, she began to give him a hand job. The leather glove around his shaft made the sensations even more amazing than they would ordinarily have been. It wasn't long before he was moaning in pleasure and struggling for air with the tape over his mouth.

"You're bigger than I expected, Jay," Erin said, licking her lips. If he had been able to talk, he would have told her to put those lips to good use instead of only using her hand. But as always, she was the one in control. She kept looking at him with eyes that said 'I can't wait to ride you.' She was such a temptress.

With his moans getting louder and more frequent as the pleasure mounted, Erin abruptly stopped.

"Mmmmph!" Jay complained, glaring at her. He hadn't been far from shooting his load, only for her to deny him.

"I said a warm-up, and that's what you got," she said sternly. "Now that you're nice and ready, it's time to move on to the next thing I had in mind."

Moving back up the bed, Erin reached under the pillow where the tape had come from and retrieved a condom. She opened the packaging and set about putting it on for him.

Jay had never felt more turned on in his life. It felt like every one of his senses was operating at peak performance. He was actually going to fuck Erin Voight. Or be fucked by Erin Voight. That was a more accurate description of the current situation.

"So hard, Jay. I can't wait to have that inside me," Erin said as she finished putting the condom on for him.

"Mmmpph," he groaned impatiently

"Hey, shut up," she demanded in that same stern voice. The Mistress Erin voice, he decided it should be called. "Now there's just one more thing."

Reaching up the bed, she peeled the tape off his mouth. Before he got a chance to feel relieved, she clamped her hand over it instead, to his relief using the one that hadn't been around his dick moments earlier.

Leaning over him so that she could continue smothering him, Erin mounted him, gasping in delight as he penetrated her.

Jay savoured every second as she began to ride him, even though he could barely breathe. The pace quickened. His muffled noises under her hand were in stark contrast to her ecstatic cries, which had to be audible out in the hallway.

Their first time was fast, maybe even frantic, but they both had mind-blowing orgasms. When it was over, Erin rolled over onto the bed beside him, her hand coming off his mouth in the process.

"Holy shit, Erin. That was the best sex of my life," he gasped, trying to catch his breath. He didn't feel like he was exaggerating at all.

"Blew my mind," she replied. She sounded like she was still coming down from the orgasm. "I've always wanted to be that dominant over someone in bed."

"Yeah? Well next time, I'm going to tape you up."

Erin actually laughed at him. "I think we both know I'll be the judge of that."

Yes, Mistress Erin, you probably will, Jay thought.


A/N: It finally happened for Jay and Erin, and she made sure it was a kinky experience. I hope you all enjoyed it. If you want to see more scenes like this let me know.

The question now is will they be able to form a relationship that is deeper than just sex?