Jay's newfound confidence showed no signs of disappearing on him. That evening, waiting for Erin to return home from the office, he had sex on his mind. She had been asking him for some time to be more forceful with her in the bedroom. Until now, fearful of hurting her somehow, he had lacked the confidence. That was no longer a problem.

Erin had been doing her best to encourage him to indulge in his fetish for duct taping her mouth. That was why she had sent him many pictures and videos where she had taped it herself. She wanted to be tied up and gagged by him. Having put some serious thought into it, he was fairly sure he knew why. She had been put in a position where she was a very powerful person in her business life. One of the most powerful in the country in fact, given how much WWE was worth. Wielding that much power was something Jay couldn't imagine. What he could imagine was why it would be a big turn on for someone so powerful to give up all power to their lover in the bedroom. If that was what she wanted, he would oblige. And now, he expected to be able to enjoy doing so.

Later, after a delicious dinner prepared by Kayla before she had been sent home for the night, Jay and Erin settled down on the couch with a glass of wine each. Wine was starting to become an acquired taste for him. Yet another way that her influence showed.

Conversation turned to baseball of all things. Erin was talking about arranging a short vacation once the next season got started. The trip would involve taking him to a White Socks game, watching from one of the executive suites, and staying in a five star hotel for a day or two of pampering. She was making an effort to spend time with him, and to spoil him in the process. He appreciated it, but it wasn't what he wanted to think about right now.

"That all sounds great, honey," he said. "Thank you for planning it all. I'd have loved the idea even if it was for a Yankees game." Being raised in New York, the Yankees were Erin's team. It was a source of friendly rivalry within their relationship.

"Oh, really?" she said, looking at him and laughing. "Then scratch what I said. We'll do a Yankees game instead."

Jay laughed too. "Let's not be too hasty. You've made a commitment now. Seriously though, thank you. You put so much thought into making me happy. To be honest, I've been doing the same today."

"Oh?" she asked keenly, sipping her wine.

Jay had been thinking about this moment for several hours, and he had already made a mess of how he wanted to bring up the subject. His confidence began to waver because he didn't know the best way to proceed and say what he wanted to say.

"I've, uh, been thinking about what you've been asking me to. In the bedroom. You've been encouraging me to be rougher with you, and to tape you up." He could see she liked where this was going, so he couldn't have been doing too badly.

Erin's response was forthright. "Yes. I know me having me having my mouth taped turns you on. It turns me on too, but the most we ever do is you putting a strip of it over my mouth before we have sex, and rarely even that. It would be exciting to take it further. Tie me up, properly. Tape my mouth up so I can't talk. Have me at your mercy, Jay. Dominate me. That's what I want."

Jay could feel his heart pounding. What she had said was a big turn on for him also. His new confidence started to return. "You're saying I put the idea in your head, and now it has become a fantasy for you?"

"Exactly! You remember that cop show we watched a few weeks ago? The episode was about a man kidnapping a woman. He grabbed her from behind, covered her mouth and threw her into a van. Next time she was seen, she was tied to a bed and her mouth was taped. That whole scenario turned me on, and I've been fantasising about you doing that to me ever since."

Jay longed for the ability to speak that openly and confidently. Even now, he was a long way away from that. Hearing what she wanted had turned him on even more though. He knew how to increase the excitement for her too. "And you could be wearing gloves while that happened."

"So could you," she countered immediately.

With each back and forth, the sexual tension between them became more and more intense. Jay felt like they might be getting ahead of themselves though. As ever, Erin amazed him by being on his wavelength, knowing exactly what he needed her to say.

"We can work up to acting out fantasies like that," she said. "That would be best for both of us, I think. For now, why don't we finish this wine, go into the bedroom, and you can tie me to the bed."

"You want to finish the wine first?"

"Good point. To hell with the wine," she said, hastily putting her half-full glass on the coffee table. Jay did the same, and followed her out of the living area.

"What do you want to tie me up with?" Erin asked excitedly as they entered the bedroom.

Take control. Be confident, Jay told himself. "You'll soon find out. Get undressed and lie on the bed. Leave your underwear on."

"Okay." He could tell by the way her voice sounded that she heard the change in his tone. She was excited by it.

Erin wasted no time in getting undressed down to her underwear as Jay had specified. With that, she got onto the bed. Meanwhile, Jay had undressed too, leaving on only his boxers.

"You can find whatever gloves you want to wear, and I'll do the same," he said.

"God, this turns me on so much," Erin said, opening one of the drawers of her nightstand. It was a drawer reserved for such occasions, containing many of her favourite pairs of gloves, and several different roles of tape. Until now they had been more often used for her sexy selfies, but from this moment forward Jay planned to change that. He watched as she selected black rubber gloves and put them on. He recognised them as a pair she had worn before to give him quite an intense and memorable hand job.

"These are my favourites at the moment," she said, lying back and fondling her breasts.

"I can see that. I have fond memories of them too," he assured her.

"They feel so nice on my skin, and on my hands. What are you going to choose?"

Thanks to 'gifts' from Erin, Jay had several pairs of gloves of his own. In reality, they were more like treats that Erin had bought for herself, he thought with amusement as he opened the drawer where he kept them. "I think these are the ones," he said, opting for some back leather ones.

"Black seems to be the colour," she said as he put them on. Her underwear was also black. "We have some black tape too. Use that one."

"I thought I was in charge," Jay said, walking around the bed to have a look in her drawer.

"You are. But aesthetic is important."

Jay understood what she meant, and he knew Erin was always conscious if visual and audio aesthetic. That went a long way towards making her a good television director. It wasn't necessary in the bedroom in his opinion, but he was happy to humour her.

"Fine, black tape it is," he said, taking a roll out of the drawer. It had been used for selfies before, he recalled.

"Good. That one is strong and sticky," she said excitedly. "I've sent you a few selfies and videos using that one."

Jay decided not to mention that he had all of those pictures saved on his phone, and liked to look at them from time to time. To him, Erin looked mind-blowingly beautiful with tape over her mouth. And the short videos she sent where she made muffled attempts to talk took things to the next level. Now it was time to enjoy those things during sex.

"I'm going to tie you to the bed first," he said, climbing onto it and moving to sit astride her. "I want you to let me know if I do it too tight. Yes, you want me to be rough with you, but I'm still not willing to hurt you."

"Tie me," she encouraged him.

Jay knew wasting any more time might start to kill the mood. She wanted him to be forceful, so he did just that, taking first her right wrist and then her left, taping them securely to the bed frame so that she was lying with them above and behind her head. She was securely restrained.

"I like that sound the tape makes when you pull it off the roll," Erin said.

Now Jay was getting into the swing of things, and he had just decided to do something she wasn't expecting. He wasn't going to merely put a strip of tape over her mouth, he was going to wrap it around her head. Doing that would pull it a lot tighter over her mouth and seal it up better, making an even more effective gag than she was used to.

"Time for you to be quiet," he said, pulling a long length of tape from the roll. He pressed it down over her mouth, then wound the roll around her head slowly and deliberately, making sure it was tight. When he was done, he bit through the tape to break the roll free and tossed it aside onto the floor. Erin moaned in surprise, her eyes wide, as he stuck the loose end to her cheek. The gag was complete, and would only come off when he chose to remove it.

"You wanted me to tape you up, there you go," he said, taunting her a little. "You're not going to untie yourself, and you're not going to talk or cry out. And you can't take those gloves off either, not that you'd want to."

"Mmmm," Erin said quietly, already realising that putting much effort into trying to talk would be pointless. Jay wasn't worried. He would soon have her moaning in pleasure, whether she wanted to or not.

Making sure that his gloved hands made plenty of contact with her skin to increase her excitement, Jay slowly finished the job of undressing Erin. With her perky little breasts exposed, he made them the focus of his attention for several minutes, fondling and kissing them in all the ways he knew she enjoyed. He was rewarded with muffled, pleasure-filled noises that did as much for him as he was doing for her.

Gradually, he worked his way down her body, heading for the promised land. He wanted to rush for his own sake, but it was better to make Erin wait.

When he was almost there, he stopped and looked up at her. Her head was raised off the pillow so that she could look back at him. Her eyes pleaded with him to continue, and her breathing was heavy in anticipation.

After theatrically waiting for a moment, Jay lowered his head between her legs and put his tongue to work. Erin's noises soon got louder and more frantic. She wanted to cry out in delight but it was not possible.

He brought Erin close to her climax and kept her there as long as he could before taking her over the edge. She screamed in delight into her gag and strained against the bondage. It was an intense moment, and Jay loved it. Not as much as she clearly had though.

When it was over, Erin slumped back onto the pillow, desperately trying to get enough air in through her nose. Sweat glistened on her brow. The tape around her wrists and mouth showed no sign of giving up their hold on her, and that was how it was going to stay.

"That was just a warm up, honey," he said, sitting up. "You wanted to be taped, now you're going to stay that way all night."

"Mmmpph," Erin sighed, her eyes rolling back in her head for a second in delirium. He really was pushing all of the right buttons.

Jay figured it hadn't quite dawned on her that he felt like a now man now, but he was doing his best to show her. It wouldn't be long before the penny dropped, and then all of the hard work he had put in, all of the struggle, would have been worth it.


A/N: Do you think it will take Erin long to realise that Jay has had the breakthrough she has been trying to encourage?

Next time, Clementine will be at Eagle's Nest to spend the day with Jay. I think Clem is a special character for a lot of my readers given her role in a previous story, so I'm going to include her more in this one.