So I was watching NXT the other night and saw Pete's match. And then a gif set that someone put together. And I could not get it out of my head. So much so that it brought me out of my hiatus to throw this together. So here is a little drabble inspired by Pete being zip tied during his match. I hope you enjoy.

Pete Dune was usually the aggressor in any situation he found himself in. Whether it be in the ring or personal relationships. Except for tonight. Tonight, he sat naked, hands cuffed behind his back with zip ties on a stool that was usually at their breakfast bar. His back propped up against a support pillar in their house. Some of his rarely used ties threaded through his arms securing him to the pillar. His long hair partially hung in his face as he looked at his girlfriend standing in front of him. She was wearing the red lace lingerie set with the crotchless panties that always drove him wild. And even in this situation he still had a cocky smile on his face.

"Is this really necessary love?" He asked as he pulled his arms to no avail.

"Don't you remember what happened last time we tried this?" Cassie asked.

Pete's smirk grew as he thought about last time, they tried to switch things up in the bedroom and have her take control. He was sitting on the edge of their bed. Hands behind his back held with a pair of handcuffs they bought at a sex shop earlier that day. She had only been teasing him for about fifteen minutes before he lost control. He snapped the chain of the cheap handcuffs and had her pinned up against the wall with his hand around her throat and a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Good times," Pete chuckled.

"Yeah. That's not happening this time," Cassie said as she walked towards him before straddling his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. "I've been excited all day thinking about the things I was going to do to you."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"Where would the fun be if I told you? I need to keep a surprise or two up my sleeve," She answered as she rubbed her folds across his hard member.

He moaned as he felt how wet she already was as she ground across his stiff cock. Pete looked down and watch as he slid in and out of her folds. The lace surrounding her lips only giving him more of a show. As Cassie slowly moved, she dug her nails into his shoulder, scratching down his chest. Whispering in his ear just how many pairs of panties she ruined that day just thinking about him.

"Fuck," she mumbled. "I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to hold out."

"Then why don't you get on my cock and ride it baby," Pete said in a low voice full of lust. "You know you want to."

"If I wanted to, I'd do it. You're my bitch tonight, remember?" Cassie asked as she yanked back his long hair.

Cassie let go of his hair and stood off of him, causing Pete to groan. Both at the loss of contact and the unusual dominant manner of his girlfriend. He watched as she walked over to their toy bag that she had brought out and left in the room. She bent over shuffling through it, but Pete wasn't paying any attention. He was too busy looking at her ass that she was purposely sticking out. He was shifting in the chair slightly, though no matter how he moved he wasn't going to get his arms free. Cassie stood up and walked over to him holding a mini wand vibrator.

"This should do the trick. Small and powerful. Just what I need for a quick fix," She stated as she slid her fingers across it.

Pete forced a chuckle. "You really think that thing is gonna do a better job on you than I can?"

"Better than you? Of course not," She answered while straddling his lap once again. "But will it still make me feel good while also making you squirm? Absolutely."

As she finished her sentence, she slowly lowered herself down into his disk. She bit her lip as he slid into her deeper and deeper. Pete grunted under his breath. Cassie sat there for a moment, savoring the feeling of him inside of her. He however didn't have the same patience she had. He tried to buck his hips up to cause friction, but she grabbed him by the hair again and pulled it harder than last time.

"No no. None of that. You need to sit still and be a good boy if you want to get rewarded at some point." She scolded. "You better watch that mouth of yours too before I find a way to shut it up."

Cassie threatened him as she switched on the mini vibrator, holding it against his chest and pulling it down his body. She brought it to her pussy, sliding it over her clit. Carefully that it wouldn't touch Pete and end up giving him any added pleasure. Pete had a deadly gaze locked onto her, but she ignored it, getting lost in the pleasure she was giving herself. She brought her other hand down so she could spread her lips allowing the toy to better access to her aching clit. Cassie made no attempts to stifle her whimpers and moans. Making sure Pete knew exactly how good she was feeling. The toy was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She tried hard focusing on not moving, because as much as she wanted to jump whenever it hit just the right spot, or move to feel Pete's dick inside of her, she didn't want him to feel that. Not just yet. It was becoming even more difficult as he began squirming underneath her. Seeing her mouth hung open and eyes rolling back in pleasure. Hearing all the noises she was making. Feeling her wrapped tightly around him. It was almost getting too much for him to handle. He wanted nothing more than to break out of his restraints, throw her down, and slam into her over and over. But instead, he could just sit there as her whimpers came closer and closer together. Until he felt her pussy clench around his cock and her juices drip out of her onto his lap. Cassie gave herself a moment to settle down before brushing the hair out of her face before slowly standing up causing Pete to throw his head back and groan.

"That should hold me for a little while."

She knelt down onto her knees, pushing his legs apart slightly so she could get a better look at her work. His cock was glistening with her juices, precum oozing slightly out of the tip, and she could swear she saw it throbbing. She leaned forward taking a long slow lick up the length, as if she were cleaning off her own mess.

Pete groaned. "Cassie, I swear if ya don't get back on my dick right now ya gonna to regret it."

"Really Peter?" Cassie retorted as she looked up into his eyes. "I feel like most men in this situation would be promising nice things instead of threatening. You know, 'Please if you ride me now, I'll make it worth your while.'"

"Fine. If you don't get that tight pussy back on my cock right now, I promise you, you'll regret it. Betta?"

Cassie quickly stood back up and instead of answering him, she slapped him across the face. That was the single action that had set Pete off last time. When he turned his head to look back at her, his eyes had darkened with lust. Cassie could swear she heard a growl under his breath. But she just giggled as she watched him struggle against his restraints.

"Let's see if we have something else in here that might change that attitude of yours shall we." She said as she turned away and went back to their duffle bag.