Alexa liked bookings such as this one. Once she had satisfied Ronda's desire to be comprehensively tied up and gagged, there was nothing more she needed to do for a while other than make sure she was present in case Ronda needed to 'safe word' her way out of her predicament.
The last item Alexa had pulled out of her bag of goodies had been her iPad. She had fixed herself a glass of wine in the kitchen, put the TV on, settled down on the couch and gotten on with some work.
A couple of hours in, Alexa had started to feel hungry. Rather than raiding Ronda's kitchen, she had decided to indulge herself by ordering a pizza. There were definitely worse nights on the job. Being paid a lot of money to sit there catching up on the administrative side of running her own business was quite something.
The whole time, periodic grunting and mumbling noises had been coming from the other couch, where Ronda lay bound in a hogtie, mouth stuffed with a cloth and wrapped in duct tape. She had wanted to be put in an inescapable predicament, and that was exactly what Alexa had delivered.
"You okay over there?" Alexa asked, speaking to her client for the first time in over an hour.
Ronda had made no progress at all towards getting out of her bondage, but she had managed to manoeuvre herself so that she was now lying on her side. From there, she was at least able to watch the TV and look properly at Alexa. Her eyes conveyed helpless as she groaned in response to the question.
"No? Good," Alexa said sweetly. Earlier, part of her had wondered if Ronda would safe word after a few minutes. Sometimes people found their fantasies to be a lot more enjoyable than the actual experience. Ronda seemed not to be one of them. She was totally dominated, and appeared to like it.
Shortly, Alexa heard a loud knock at the front door. It would be her pizza delivery.
"Mmpphhh!" Ronda cried, renewing her efforts to struggle against her bonds.
Alexa recognised immediately what she was trying to do, and she loved it. Ronda's challenge was to get free, and she wanted to make Alexa believe she would try to attract the delivery driver's attention. Keen to play along, she quickly got up and went over to Ronda's couch. Crouching down, she put a finger to the tape over Ronda's mouth. "Shut up," she wanted sternly. "Another sound out of you while that driver is here and I'll spank your ass until it's raw, you hear me?"
"Mmmm," Ronda whimpered, eyes wide and submissive.
Alexa couldn't help feeling a rush at having such a physically powerful and dangerous woman at her mercy. Perks of the job, she thought, holding back a smile. "You've got nine hours left," she continued. "I can make them as pleasurable or as painful as I want. Let's not forget that."
Ronda stayed quiet now, breathing heavily through her nose.
"That's better," Alexa said. Standing back up, she hurried for the front door, arriving just after a rather impatient-sounding second knock.
Alexa opened the door, looking perfectly innocent. "Hi," she smiled to the driver, an overweight man with curly black hair.
"Hi," he said after a momentary but noticeable hesitation. Alexa didn't need an eye as well trained as hers to tell that he had been surprised by her beauty. He pulled her pizza out of his bag and handed it over.
"Thank you," Alexa said, flashing him a dazzling smile.
"You're welcome. Have a good night," he replied.
"Thanks, I will," Alexa said, picturing for a moment the fucking she was going to be giving Ronda before too much longer. She closed the door and carried the pizza back into the living room.
Ronda started making muffled noises again, looking at the pizza box. Alexa got the impression that she might like some. If she thought that was going to be enough to get herself released, she had another thing coming. If she didn't safe word, she would wait until Alexa was good and ready.
"Want some?" Alexa asked, teasing Ronda as she sat down. She put the pizza box on the coffee table and opened the lid. "Mmmm, meat feast," she said, looking forward to digging in.
Alexa lifted the first slice out of the box and sat back to eat it. She looked at Ronda again, deciding to needle her even more. "I'd give you some, but you've already got your mouth full."
The trademark fearsome Ronda Rousey glare appeared. Somehow, Alexa thought with amusement, it looked a lot less intimidating in this situation than it had done when she had watched Ronda in action for UFC. Ronda roared angrily into her gag, riled up by Alexa's taunts.
"Could you be quiet? I'm trying to eat here," Alexa scolded, having almost as much fun as her client.
Ronda was forced to lie there and watch Alexa eat every last crumb of the pizza, relaxing on the couch and watching a news show on the TV while she ate.
"Okay, let me take this out," Alexa said, picking up the pizza box. "Don't you find that pizza smells delicious before you eat it but awful afterwards?"
Looking over at Ronda, she took in the increased volume of the noises coming from behind the tape, and the fact that Ronda was blinking rapidly.
"Safe word," Alexa said in acknowledgement, leaving the pizza box and hurrying over to Ronda to free her. Once someone gave their safe word all game playing had to end.
Alexa felt sure it would further infuriate Ronda that after all of her pointless struggling, she was able to untie the knot at her ankles that had been forcing her into the hogtie in a matter of seconds.
"Mmmpph," Ronda groaned in relief the moment her shoulders were no longer forced back into the painful position.
"Okay, sit up for me," Alexa encouraged.
Ronda complied, moving awkwardly with her wrists and ankles still tied.
"This might hurt a bit, but I'll be careful," Alexa promised as she found the end of the duct tape and began to peel off the gag. The disadvantage of Ronda's selection of duct tape was having her hair pulled by it when it was removed.
Doing her best to remove the gag as painlessly as possible, Alexa heard a couple of annoyed grunts from Ronda before she was eventually peeling the last layer from Ronda's lips.
With her lips unsealed, Ronda opened her mouth and worked the cloth that had been stuffing it out with her tongue, finally spitting it out onto her lap. "Fucking hell," she gasped breathlessly.
"You okay?" Alexa asked, working on freeing Ronda's wrists.
"You really know what you're doing," Ronda said. "I couldn't fucking move, and it was so frustrating having that damn thing in my mouth."
"One of my special gags," Alexa said cheerfully. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"I didn't say I enjoyed it," Ronda said defiantly.
"I know. But I can tell you did. I'm also going to guess it had nothing to do with why you chose to safe word?" Alexa said as she untied Ronda's ankles.
Now free, Ronda rubbed her wrists to get the feeling back into them. "I need to pee," she said, grumpily conceding that Alexa was right.
Alexa smiled. Ronda didn't like admitting to taking pleasure out of being submissive. It was something she saw in first time clients. It would soon change if Ronda became a regular.
Ronda put the white cloth on the coffee table, glaring at it for what it had done to her. She then got up, ready to head to the bathroom. "How long have you kept someone like that? What's the longest?" she asked before leaving.
Sitting on the couch, Alexa was neatly arranging her bondage ropes in preparation for their imminent next use. She gave Ronda an innocent smile. "I don't know. I mean, even people who instruct me not to free them have to drink and pee at some point."
"Yeah, but what's the longest," Ronda pushed. It seemed like she was a bit annoyed with herself for only lasting three hours.
"Maybe five or six hours," Alexa guessed, pictured Nikki Bella naked, tied up on her bed with her favourite medical plaster over her mouth.
"Shit," Ronda said quietly.
"Go to the bathroom and have a drink," Alexa suggested. She stood up and got close to her client, putting a seductive tone in her voice. "We've got more than eight hours left. If you want to spend the rest of it tied up, I can make that happen."
"And you'll gag me again?" Ronda asked, swooning as she looked down at her Dom for the night.
"Just like before," Alexa promised. "I won't hogtie you this time though, because I want to taste that cunt of yours." She felt like it was okay to talk dirty since Ronda didn't hold back from swearing.
"Oh god," Ronda breathed.
"Oh goddess," Alexa corrected. "I'll make you come like you never have before, Ronda. Go to the bathroom. I'll meet you in the bedroom when you're done."
A few minutes later, Alexa was lying on Ronda's bed, now only wearing her underwear. She had heard Ronda finish in the bathroom and then head back downstairs, probably to get herself a drink.
Alexa had brought her bondage supplies upstairs in her bag. They were now arranged on a night stand. Only a lamp in the corner of the room provided illumination. It was the closest she had been able to get to mood lighting.
Footsteps came back up the stairs. "Right, I'm ready to carry on," Ronda announced. As she walked into the room, she stopped in her tracks, taking in Alexa in her undressed state. "Fuck, look at you," she breathed.
"I'll take that as a compliment," Alexa said with a smile. "Time for you to undress."
"I can't say my body is as nice to look at as yours."
"I doubt I'll be complaining," Alexa assured her. Watching as Ronda stripped down to her underwear, she found out that she hadn't been wrong. Ronda's figure was muscular, but nonetheless attractive.
"Underwear off too," Ronda muttered to herself, continuing to undress.
"Beautiful," Alexa observed. Now, if you're good, get on the bed and I'll tie you up again."
"It's been a long time since I've been with a woman," Ronda said, getting onto the bed.
"By the time I'm done you'll never want to be with a man again," Alexa said with a big grin.
"That's why it's called A Moment of Bliss," Ronda said, sounding delighted with her booking already, less than half way through.
"Precisely. Now make yourself comfortable. I'm going to tie you to the bed frame this time."
Ronda rested her head on the pillows and allowed Alexa to tie her wrists together and to the bed with one rope. Her ankles were then bound to the frame, leaving her in an inverted Y shape, legs apart to allow Alexa easy access.
"I guess we don't want the neighbours hearing all the orgasms you're going to be having," Alexa said once she was done applying the bondage.
"I can be loud, too," Ronda warned her, her motive perfectly clear.
Alexa grunted a laugh. "Not while I'm around you won't." Moving up the bed, she retrieved the cloth and the roll of duct tape from the nightstand. It only took her moments to reapply the gag that had kept Ronda quiet for hours downstairs.
"There we go," Alexa said happily. "Let's see if you can stay like that until the end of the night." She meant the end of the booking, but she tried to avoid reminding clients that they were paying her a lot of money for her time. It would ruin the immersion.
"So, I had pizza for my main course. I think I'd like pussy for dessert," Alexa said, eyeing Ronda up and licking her lips.
"Mmm! Mmmmph!" Ronda pleaded, desperate for sexual relief.
Before going to work, Alexa committed the image before her to memory. It was added to her mental gallery of famous people she had fucked. Lowering her head between Ronda's legs, she began delivering a literal moment of Bliss.
A/N: Many thanks to everyone who left a review last time!
I had another idea come in a couple of days ago, which has been added to the list. I know I say this every time, but if you have anything you would like to contribute don't be shy in reaching out!
Next time we will be seeing Adam Cole's second booking, which will involve him taking Alexa to the Presidential dinner, where she will of course see President McMahon in different circumstances to usual. What do you think will happen?