Restraining Ronda Rousey was not going to be easy, Bayley saw. The client was sitting before her on the dining chair, wearing only black underwear. Her body was incredibly muscular, not that it was a surprise considering she was a UFC fighter. Bayley had come prepared for the difficult task, though. Thankfully, she had been taught bondage by the master that was Alexa Bliss. The knowledge was about to come in useful.

"What are you going to use first? It'll need to be good," Ronda said as Bayley delved into her bag of tricks.

Bayley gave her client a sly smile. "Alexa told me that she had you tied up good and proper when she was here, and she taught me what I know. Trust me, when I'm done with you, you won't be going anywhere."

"Confidence. I like that."

"Confidence indeed. First we have zip ties," Bayley said, producing them from the bag. "Black ones too, so I like your choice of underwear."

"Nice touch. I hadn't thought about using those," Ronda said excitedly.

"Just to be clear, I'm going to put these on you tight enough to restrain you. It will be painful, but it won't cut off your blood circulation. Are you okay with that?"

Ronda nodded. "More than okay. Like I said, do your worst. I don't care if it's painful. If I get free, I want my money back."

Bayley laughed. "I'm not sure it works like that. Anyway, you won't get free, trust me. Put your arm against the side of the chair for me."

The dining chair had two vertical wooden bars for it's back, rather than being solid. This meant that the outside parts of the frame were also in effect wooden bars – perfect for tying someone to. Starting with Ronda's right wrist, Bayley secured it to the chair with one of the zip ties, locking it in nice and tight.

Walking around the back of the chair, Bayley crouched down and repeated the process with Ronda's left wrist. "How's that?" she asked when she was done.

Ronda tested the restraints without putting too much effort into it. "Like you said, a bit painful, but not too bad. You're going to need more than that to hold me."

"I know that. Just watch me work," Bayley said, giving what she hoped came across as a coy smile.

Returning to her bag of goodies, which was sitting on the couch, she took out two more of the zip ties.

"Ankles next," Bayley said, going back to the chair. She crouched down in front of Ronda and positioned her right leg against the chair leg.

"I like what you're thinking," Ronda said, compliantly sitting still to let Bayley do her work.

In no time at all, both of Ronda's ankles were zip tied to the chair legs. Bayley stood back to admire her handiwork. "Looking good, Ronda," she said.

"You're going to need more than that," Ronda said again.

"You know what I am going to need? Less of your back seat driving," Bayley said, feigning annoyance. "I think it's time to shut you up. But before I do, we need to talk about safe signals."

"Yeah, I had this conversation with Alexa. She told me to start making a bunch of noise and blinking rapidly if I wanted her to take my gag off."

"That works, assuming you're okay with it?"

"Yes. Let's go," Ronda said, obviously very much looking forward to what was to come next.

"Okay, one effective gag coming up," Bayley said cheerfully. This was her favourite kind of booking: simple, fun, and involving bondage. Work wasn't really work when it was this enjoyable.

Delving into her bag once more, she produced a black cloth and a roll of black duct tape. "I brought black and silver tape. May as well continue the theme with black."

"Once you're finished tying me up I want you to take a picture of me. You can send it to me before you leave so that I have something to remember tonight by."

"Sure, I can do that," Bayley said. It was a request she hadn't gotten before, and she found it a bit of a turn on. "Now, last chance to have a drink. I can get you water or something if you like?"

"No, I'm good," Ronda insisted.

Bayley stepped up to her, balling up the cloth in her fingers. "Okay, open up."

Ronda opened her mouth, and Bayley stuffed the cloth into it.

"Close your mouth," Bayley ordered.

"Mmm," Ronda sighed, her eyes showing how turned on she was as she complied.

Moving quickly, Bayley stretched out a length of tape from the roll. The tape was strong, wide and sticky. She stuck the loose end to Ronda' cheek, pulled it as tightly as she could over her lips, then started wrapping it around her head.

"Mmmmph," Ronda groaned as Bayley moved her hair out of the way to get the tape around her head as tight as it could possibly be.

Let's see you try and get this off, Bayley thought. You want to be gagged and unable to remove it, that's exactly what you're going to get, no matter now uncomfortable it is.

After wrapping four layers of tape around Ronda's head, covering her face from her chin to her nose, she tore the roll free and stuck the end down. "There we go. Now, talk," she instructed.

"Mm cmmt tmmk," Ronda muffled quietly.

"Louder! Put some effort in! I want be able to tell how well gagged you are," Bayley said while using a hand to press the tape against her captive's face, just in case any of it wasn't tight enough, although she already knew it was.

"Mmmmmmph!" Ronda yelled into the gag. The noise was still well muffled. It didn't surprise Bayley. The main purpose of the exercise was to get Ronda herself to test the gag's effectiveness. No doubt she would be happy with it.

"Perfect," Bayley said, affectionately touching Ronda's cheek. She spoke softly, using her knowledge of ASMR to get into the client's head. It worked often, she had found. "That's the loudest sound you're going to be able to make all night, with your mouth all stuffed and taped like that. It looks very sexy, I can tell you that. I wish it was me in that situation."

"Mmpph," Ronda sighed, her eyes rolling in ecstasy.

"Sshhh," Bayley whispered. "Sit still. Try to relax and enjoy. I'm not done tying you up yet. There's plenty of tape left. I figure I may as well use it."

Ronda breathed heavily through her nose, looking longingly at Bayley. She very much wanted more.

"The first thing I had better do is get those big, powerful arms taken care of," Bayley said. Stretching out more tape from the roll, she stuck the end to Ronda's right wrist and began wrapping it around the chair leg. Shortly, her wrist was encased in several layers of tape, as well as being secured by the zip tie.

Bayley repeated the process with the other wrist, and then both ankles. Now, she knew, there was no chance of Ronda breaking free. The restraints were simply too tight and too comprehensive.

When the binding was complete, Ronda took it as a cue to test the bondage. Grunting into her gag, she strained and struggled as hard as he could. The only result she got to show for her effort was rocking the chair from side to side.

"If you tip over, I'm not picking you up," Bayley advised. She made a point of looking at the roll of tape in her hand. There was still quite a bit left. "Looks like there's still plenty of tape. Maybe I should bind you up some more?"

"Mmmmmm," Ronda pleaded, encouraging her to do just that.

"Very well. This really will be a moment of bliss for you, even without Alexa."

Another muffled noise came from Ronda, but Bayley couldn't tell what she was trying to say, if indeed there had been any attempt to form a word. Either way, Bayley ignored her and went back to work with the tape, this time wrapping it around Ronda's stomach and around the back of the chair.

"Now I think I'm done," she announced once she was finished, putting what was left of the roll of tape on the coffee table. "You good? Happy? Turned on? Talk to me, Ronda."

The noises she got in response certainly sounded turned on. Bayley took that as all the confirmation she needed. Now it was time to fulfil the extra little request that had been made of her. "Okay, let's get that picture," she said, picking up her phone.

Restrained to the point of being unable to move anything but her head, all Ronda could do was look up at the camera when Bayley pointed the phone at her.

"Beautiful. I think you'll enjoy looking at this picture a lot, letting it remind you of how you're feeling right now."

Bayley snapped the picture. Deciding not to show it to Ronda, she opted to taunt her instead. "You're not going to get to see it until the booking is over. Right now, you can sit there and enjoy yourself. I'm going to settle down and watch some TV, after I make a call. I would say don't make too much noise, but I don't think we need to worry about that, do we?"

"Mmm mmmmph mmm," Ronda muffled. The scowl on her face showed that she was straining against her bonds, for all the good that would do her.

Satisfied that she had done the night's hard work, Bayley sat down on the couch and dialled a number on her phone.

"Hello?" Nikki Bella's voice said a few moments later.

"Hey," Bayley said, smiling. She couldn't have described Nikki as her girlfriend, not yet anyway, but they were having casual sex whenever their schedules allowed them to meet up. Maybe in time it would become something more serious, she hoped. For now, she was going to enjoy the fun they were having.

"Are you working?" Nikki asked, sounding fairly sure that she knew the answer.

"I am," Bayley replied, looking at Ronda. "I have a very sexy blonde lady here with me. She's bound and gagged with so much duct tape you wouldn't believe it. I know you'd find it such a turn on if you were here."

"Mmmph!" Ronda objected, scowling at her.

"She looks annoyed that I'm telling you about her. But with that gag over her mouth, there's not much she can say to convince me to stop."

"Oh, I'm horny already," Nikki said. "I can't wait until I see you next. I want you to tell me exactly what you've done to her, and I want to recreate it by doing it to you."

Bayley smiled. "I was hoping you would say that."

A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter.

As ever, if you have an idea for a booking for any of our girls, let me know. The more ideas I get, the more chapters I can write for you.