Thursday had been a welcome day at home for Tessa, Sonya and Mandy. Since the opportunity rarely presented itself, they had chosen to spend the day lounging in front of the TV and eating junk food.

"I can feel myself getting fat. So many donuts. I still want more though," Mandy groaned. She was lying sprawled on one of the couches in the apartment's living area, her head resting on Sonya's lap.

"I want a glass of wine, but I can't be bothered to get up," Sonya said.

Afternoon had become evening, so a glass or two of wine sounded good to Tessa. There was something else on her mind, too. "I want sex," she said, lying on the other couch.

"Oh, really?" Sonya asked, raising an eyebrow. By now, threesomes were a regular occurrence in the apartment.

"I thought you were sleeping with Adam Cole now?" Mandy asked, teasing a little.

"Bitch, I spent one night with him," Tessa giggled. "It's not like we're exclusive, is it? Besides, a girl has needs."

"You're a sex addict, you know that?" Sonya said with some amusement.

"Sorry, what was that, Daria?" Tessa fired back, implying that Sonya shouldn't be throwing stones if she was in a glass house.

"Be careful, she'll soon get the duct tape out if you start backchatting her," Mandy warned her.

"You should listen to her, Tessa," Sonya said. "She talks sense when her mouth isn't taped shut."

"See what you've done now?" Mandy said to Tessa. "This is all your fault."

"You're telling me you're going to complain if I get Daria to come out and play?"

Mandy laughed. "I never said that, did I?"

Before things could get too heated up, the conversation was interrupted by Mandy's phone ringing.

"Who's that spoiling the fun?" Sonya grumbled.

Mandy sat up and picked her phone up off the coffee table. "It's Charlotte," she said, looking at the display.

Tessa lay back and listened to Mandy's side of the conversation.

"Hi, Char."

"I'm good. You?"

"Yes, I'm good. I've done literally nothing today, and it has been amazing."

"Right?"

"Oh, we are? That's awesome. We had been wondering who our next program would be with."

"Really? We'll have a look in a minute. It sounds exciting."

"You think it's weird? Well, weird can be good."

"Yes, exactly. Thanks for letting me know. I'll message you when we've watched it."

"Alright, bye."

"What's weird?" Sonya asked as soon as the call was ended.

"Char says there's a promo up for the new gimmick she's got with Liv Morgan. They've brought Grace Stone up from NXT to manage them. She's been given some kind of mad scientist gimmick. Char and Liv are going to be portrayed as her creations, known as 'perfect specimens'. It sounds interesting, and strange. Apparently there's a promo that has just gone live. The other bit of news she had was that their first program is going to be with the Golden Gloves."

"That bit I picked up on," Sonya nodded. "At least they have something for us. Pull the promo up, let's have a look at it."

"I'm still kind of salty that Thorne pulled the plug on my Terminator character," Tessa grumbled as she sat up. She moved over to the other couch so that she could look over Mandy's shoulder at her phone.

"Here it is," Mandy said. She had found a tweet on the official WWE account. The tweet read: Meet Dr Grace Stone! A video was attached to the tweet.

When Mandy pressed play, a medical laboratory appeared on the screen. There were two beds, one on each side of the room. Charlotte Flair lay on one, Liv Morgan on the other. It was the first time either of them had been seen in months on WWE content. They were both dressed in hospital gowns, seemingly unconscious, hooked up to various machines. Between the two beds, standing facing the camera, was Dr Grace Stone, an olive skinned woman with long curly black hair. She was quite beautiful, but that wasn't apparent to viewers of this video because she was wearing a black respirator mask that covered her nose and mouth. Only her eyes were visible behind the plastic faceplate. She also had on a white lab coat and purple nitrile gloves, completing the mad scientist look.

"My name is Dr Grace Stone," she said, her voice only slightly muffled by the mask. "For the past several months, I have been conducting a ground-breaking research project into what makes the ideal wrestler. Through genetic experimentation and modification, I have created two perfect specimens. I call them Charlotte and Liv. Soon, I will bring these specimens to Smackdown, where they will dominate women's wrestling to an extent that has never been seen before. My creations will destroy anything standing in their way, and therefore I, Dr Stone, will be all powerful!"

As the mad doctor laughed maniacally, the camera shot zoomed in on Liv Morgan, one of the aforementioned perfect specimens. She sure looked perfect. How deadly she could be remained to be seen.

"Weird is certainly one way to describe it," Mandy said when the video ended.

"I think that's going to be a gimmick that's either going to do really well, or it's going to flop big time," Sonya said.

"You know what I noticed, Mandy? Grace was wearing gloves," Tessa said, trying to get Mandy's fetish fired up, still thinking about sex.

"I know, I saw. Those ones are sexy, but I prefer the proper household rubber ones," Mandy said, looking at Sonya with lust in her eyes.

"Daria has plenty of them, I've heard," Tessa said.

"Daria does. But she doesn't have those medical ones, whatever they're called," Sonya said. "Either way, I can see Tessa's going to be persistent about seeing Daria tonight."

"Don't pretend you don't want a threesome," Tessa shot back. "I know Daria loves tying us both up, and Mandy loves having two hot chicks touching her with rubber gloves."

"And you just love sex. Lots of sex," Mandy giggled.

"Sue me," Tessa said with a shrug.

"It depends if we can convince Daria to show up," Mandy said, looking longingly at her fiancee.

"I think an appearance from Daria can be arranged. But only if the two of you are in the bedroom in under thirty seconds."

The demand immediately put Sonya in charge of the encounter, just the way she liked it. Mandy and Tessa got up and hurried out of the living area, through to the hallway that led to the two bedrooms and the bathroom. Sonya and Mandy's room was where the threesomes happened, and it was where Daria's outfits were kept.

"On the bed," Sonya ordered as she followed them into the room. "Daria will be with you shortly."

Sitting on the bed, Tessa was hurriedly getting undressed. "Throw me some gloves. I'll get the party started while you're gone."

"I'm such a lucky girl," Mandy purred. "And you're wearing silver underwear. I don't know if Daria has silver gloves."

"Let me see," Sonya said, sorting through one of the drawers set aside for Daria's things. "Here we go. I knew I bought these, but we've never used them before. Chrome rubber gloves. That's the closest you're going to get to silver." She tossed them to Tessa, who caught them.

"Chrome," Mandy swooned as she finished removing her own underwear. "Look how shiny they are. And they look like they're really smooth, too."

"Daria better hurry up. I'm going to blow Mandy's mind before she gets a chance," Tessa said.

"No chance. Only Daria can truly blow Mandy's mind," Sonya said. Having selected an outfit, she left the bedroom to change into it. It wouldn't be long before she returned as her dominatrix alter ego.

In the meantime, Tessa worked her hands into the gloves that she had been provided with. "These feel very nice inside," she said, purely for Mandy's benefit. "I bet they'll feel amazing against your skin."

Eagerly, Tessa moved closer to Mandy, who lay back, offering her body for whatever Tessa wanted to do to it.

"You have gorgeous tits," Tessa said, her attention attracted there right away. She started massaging them with her gloved hands.

Lying with her eyes closed, Mandy moaned softly, delighting in her fetish, feeling the textured rubber palms caressing her.

"Enough of the warm up act. I'm here to take charge," Daria said from the doorway a couple of minutes later.

Looking towards her, Tessa saw that her hair was now up in a ponytail, and she was wearing sexy light blue lace lingerie and rubber gloves that were almost a matching colour. In one of her hands she was holding a big, wide roll of silver duct tape.

"Me first!" Mandy said excitedly. She was so under Daria's spell that she seemed to relish being taped up. Tessa found it amusing in a way to watch, but she also knew that she would be on the receiving end of the tape herself. Daria always taped up those who she intended to pleasure.

"Very well, you first," Daria said. "Roll over. Lie on your back. Hands behind."

Mandy did as she had been told. Tessa moved out of the way to allow Daria to go to work with the tape. Mandy's wrists were quickly bound, several layers of tape wrapped tightly around them. Her ankles received the same treatment, then she was told to sit up.

"Time for the best part," Daria said. Gagging her lovers was what she got off on the most.

Tessa found it something of a turn on watching how submissive Mandy was. She pursed her lips slightly without needing to be told, ensuring that the tape sealed them properly when Daria pressed it down onto them. Wasting no time, Daria started wrapping the tape around her head. She did it tightly, winding it around multiple times to make a comprehensive, inescapable gag.

"Mmmmmm," Mandy moaned, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as Daria rewarded her by cupping her cheeks in her gloved hands and planting a kiss on the tape over her mouth.

"Now, lie down while I deal with Tessa," Daria said.

"My turn to be taped already?" Tessa said coyly. Sometimes she was made to watch Mandy being pleasured before her turn came.

"It sure is," Daria said, turning to look at her as Mandy lay down awkwardly on her back, sighing into her gag.

"Mouth first," Daria decided. "Sit up, and purse your lips properly like Mandy did."

Tessa's body started warming up. This was shaping up to be a different encounter. She wondered if maybe she might be lucky enough to be the first to experience one of the intense orgasms that Daria was so good at proving. She pursed her lips as Daria stretched out a length of tape from the roll. The adhesive side was pressed down hard onto her mouth.

"Now, this needs to last for a while," Daria said. "So, extra tight, and plenty of layers."

True to her word, Daria wrapped the tape around Tessa's head as tight as it would go. It squeezed her cheeks, making the gag uncomfortable. But Tessa didn't mind that. Bondage didn't have to be comfortable. She lost count of the amount of layers of tape Daria applied. It was probably five or six. The end result was her face being encased in tape from the bottom of her nose to the bottom of her chin. Talking was completely out of the question.

"That looks very sexy," Daria said. "Right, get up. You're coming with me."

"What? Where to?" Tessa protested, not that her words were remotely legible with her mouth sealed under all the tape.

"Shut up and move," Daria ordered impatiently. To speed things along, she got off the bed herself and practically hauled Tessa to her feet.

Tessa's muffled protests were joined by similar noises from Mandy, who sounded like she was getting off on watching Daria being rough.

Although she had no idea what was happening, and was unable to ask, Tessa was getting turned on fast. Daria was so good at being dominant.

"Get into the other bedroom," Daria said, shoving her out into the hallway.

Tessa did as she was told, being pushed along the whole time.

"On the bed," Daria demanded once they were in Tessa's room. "Lie on your back. Head on the pillows."

Breathing heavily through her nose, Tessa did as she was told. Almost as soon as she lay down, Daria was on top of her, straddling her stomach.

"Hands above your head. Pass them through the bars," Daria said firmly.

Tessa complied, and Daria went to work with the tape again. Within a couple of minutes, her rubber gloved wrists and hands were completely encased in tape on the other side of one of the bed frame's metal posts. She was now effectively restrained in a position that she wouldn't be able to get free from.

Without saying anything, Daria moved down the bed. She taped Tessa's ankles together, then taped her legs together just below the knees.

This was the most comprehensive bondage that Tessa had ever been on the receiving end of. She was starting to get the impression that she wouldn't be getting an orgasm any time soon.

Daria looked her in the eye. "The mistake you made, Tessa, is you thought you could tell Daria what to do. No one tells me what to do. It's a line you just don't cross, and you're going to learn that lesson the hard way. You'll be spending the night here, all tied up and gagged. I won't be freeing you until the morning, so you'd better get comfortable."

"No! Don't you fucking dare!" Tessa tried to yell, struggling pathetically against her restraints.

"Aww, look at you, all wide-eyed and angry," Daria mocked. "Like I said, this is learning a lesson the hard way. Just one more finishing touch to make. She tore another long strip from the roll and started lowering it towards Tessa.

"Nmmm!" Tessa yelled into her gag. She was helpless to stop Daria pressing the tape down over her eyes, blindfolding her.

"There we go," Daria said with satisfaction as she got off the bed. "Time for me to go and pleasure Mandy, since she actually knows her place. You lie there and learn yours."

"Mmmmppph!" Tessa cried as she heard footsteps heading out if the room. Hearing and smell were all she had left in this situation. Blindfolded, gagged, bound up so that she could barely move, she felt turned on and angry in equal measure. Trying to struggle was pointless. Crying out would serve no purpose. All she could do was lie there in her duct tape prison until Daria decided to come back for her.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter. I know it has been a while since I updated this one. My crime series has been keeping my muse busy!

How long will Tessa have to spend in the situation that Daria left her in? And what will happen when she shows up to Smackdown, with both Adam Cole and Seth Rollins in attendance?