After Raw went off air, Jay wanted to touch base with 'his' talent from the final segment backstage. First of all he pulled Maya aside when she came back through the curtain, leading her out of the production area where Erin was wrapping things up.

Maya had taken a heavy beatdown from half of the women's division, followed by an absolute ass kicking from Clementine, who had shown up at an opportune, maybe cowardly, time to pick the bones and inflict damage on her opponent on the lead up to Wrestlemania. It had been a bad night for Maya's character, but Jay's storyline would see her getting some revenge next week, albeit not directly against Clem.

"You okay?" was his opener to Maya. She seemed like she was, despite a little bit of blood having trickled out of her nose at some point. None of the wrestlers were bothered by taking some stiff shots in the course of their character getting their ass kicked. It was part of the job.

"Fine. That crowd was fire when Clem came out. It's a good thing Wrestlemania isn't in Chicago or I'd struggle to be the babyface."

"Don't worry, we'll be doing more to get her over as a heel, and you more over as a face. Next week we're going to have a ten woman tag team match, and you're going to win it by beating Kylie."

"Awesome. Sounds great," Maya said, smiling for the first time. Jay knew that she hadn't won a match yet outside of the Royal Rumble since her return. Indeed, the one that had been thrown out tonight due to interference had been her first one on one match in nearly six years. The victory he was promising had to feel like a big deal to her.

"Good job out there. Go and see the doc to make sure that nose isn't broken," he said.

"It's not," she said confidently.

"Go anyway. For me? And text me to let me know what she says."

"Alright, will do," Maya said, and they briefly hugged each other before she headed off towards Dr Mikami's room. Jay had felt her appreciation for him caring about her health, and that meant a lot to him. The more responsibility he took regarding the women, the more he liked doing it. Erin truly had helped him find the perfect position in the company now that he wasn't on TV.

But how long would he continue to be off TV? Erin had mentioned having something new for him. He wondered what she was cooking, feeling somewhat excited by it. As much as he enjoyed his new job, he did miss being in the ring, and did have a hope in the back of his mind that he might get one more run as WWE Champion before he hung up his boots for good.

That could wait though. Further along the hallway, Clementine and Alexa were standing in conversation. Jay stood and watched them for a moment before approaching. There was something about them as a couple. Even standing there having a simple chat, you could just tell how much they loved each other. It made him wonder if he and Erin looked like that to other people. He hoped so, because he knew for a fact that no love in the world was stronger than the love they shared.

"Hey, guys. How did you find being out in the arena for the first time, Alexa?" he asked as he walked up to them.

"Absolutely loved it. Felt like I had goosebumps over my entire body when we walked out there."

"You looked perfect together on the screen. Exactly what I envisioned."

The two women looked at each other, obviously delighted with the feedback. Jay used that moment to move on.

"Alexa, would you give me a minute with Clem?"

"Sure," Alexa said, obviously knowing what the upcoming private conversation was going to be about.

Jay ushered Clementine into a nearby smaller hallway where they would have a little more privacy.

"What's up?" she asked, sounding intrigued more than worried.

"How's your knee feeling? That's the first time you've been in the ring in nearly two months."

Clem looked a bit downcast when she answered. "It's hurting, honestly. But then it always does. Less now than when I was working the full time schedule, but still I'm in pain every day."

"I figured as much. I want to send you for a consultation next week, and if the specialist recommends surgery I want you to get it done after Wrestlemania."

Jay saw her go pale, he assumed because she was remembered the pain and the horrific rehab journey from her previous surgery. He recognised a moment when someone needed to be put at ease, and it was his job to do it.

"Your knee's not blown out again, Clem. We both know that or you wouldn't be able to work at all. I spoke to Doc Mikami earlier and she thinks you might have a cartilage problem that can be fixed with keyhole surgery. I'm not an expert obviously, but maybe if Mikami's right you can get a surgery like that a month from now, and a month or two after that be pain free?"

Hearing him voice the possibility of a pain free life cracked Clem, and she burst into tears. "I'd do anything for that," she said as he embraced her to try and comfort her. "But what about my storyline?"

"I'll make something work no matter what," he promised her. "The main thing I care about is getting you healthy. Now come on, no more tears. I'll have an appointment made and get you the details."

"Thank you," she said, hugging him even tighter for a second before letting go.

Jay wasn't sure if she had figured out Alexa's involvement in the proposed knee surgery. If she hadn't, she probably would once she thought back over it all later. But he had lived up to his promise to Alexa by keeping her name out of it, and he had gotten Clem's agreement to do the surgery if one was required, not that he had needed to do any persuading. Still, it was a job well done.

"That was a good night all round," Erin said when she and Jay returned to their hotel suite that night, following a late dinner downstairs after getting back from the arena. Jay was tired, but he was also in a good mood, and feeling ready for some sex. The fact that their sex life was a lot better lately contributed to that. The better it got, the more they both wanted. And he had a surprise in store for her.

"You know, I'm feeling pretty horny," she said, cosying up to him before he even had a chance to take his jacket off.

"I figured you might be. That's why I planned a surprise for you."

"A surprise, huh? There have been a few of them lately, and I've liked them all."

"You'll like this one too." He produced a roll of skin-coloured medical tape from his pocket. "I stopped by Mikami's office after the show to confirm Clem's surgery, and there were two of these on the side. I asked her if I could take one. Gave her some story about needing to bandage up my elbow sometimes at home."

"You lied to our doctor to get tape from her so that you could tie me up with it?"

Jay considered how best to answer that. Confidently, he decided. "Yep. Although it's a bit stretchy so I don't know if it'll be good for tying. It'll be great at gagging though because it's really sticky and specifically designed not to come loose when it's on skin."

"Holy crap, Jay," Erin said, her cheeks flushing red. His newfound confidence in exploring their kinks turned her on big time. It was safe to say that he was no longer disappointing her in that regard. "Let's try it quickly before we..."

"Oh no, we'll try it when I'm good and ready. What you need to do right now is get undressed and get on the bed."

"Okay," she said, almost gleefully.

"The only downside is I don't have any gloves here. You can keep yours on if you like. That's not much of an if, I know."

Even for the elevator ride up from the restaurant to the suite, Erin had put her leather gloves on. They hadn't even gone outside. Jay found it endearing though, and he had to admit something of a turn on. She was totally unashamed about getting her kink on at any chance she could. The benefits of having one that could be enjoyed in public without so much as a second glance. Sadly, he couldn't say the same. His fun could only come in private.

"You already know I'm going to keep mine on, but you're wrong about not having any," Erin said, moving away from him and over to her large travel case. "Because I brought some for you," she announced, producing a pair of mens black leather gloves from the case's front pocket.

Until recently, Jay would have felt awkward about that. But he was learning to be less uptight – to let himself go and have fun with his fiancée.

"Of course you have," he said, taking them from her. "I don't see you getting naked though."

"You will," she promised. Sure enough, she went over to the bed made a quick job of stripping off, apart from her gloves, which on this occasion were dark red ones. She left her Rolex on a nightstand, then stood in front of a huge mirror. Jay knew she was enjoying the way she looked with the gloves on her hands, and this was confirmed when she started fondling her breasts.

"Hey, no having fun by yourself," he ordered, stepping up behind her. He hadn't undressed at all yet, but he had put the gloves she'd given him on. For now, the medical tape was back in his pocket. It would come into play soon enough.

"You'll have to stop me. Or do it for me," she teased him.

"Never going to refuse an offer to play with these tits. Now shut up and enjoy." With that, knowing by now what she enjoyed most, he pulled her tightly against him, covered her mouth with one hand and began fondling her with the other.

Even if she wanted to, Erin would have had a hard time getting away from him. But she didn't even attempt to. Instead, she allowed him to dominate and caress her, moaning softly into his hand in uncontrolled delight. Jay knew the feel of the gloves and the way she was able to look at them in the mirror were getting her off as much as anything he was actually doing, but that was fine by him. In return, he got to enjoy her body and the muffled noises she made, that turned him on so much.

After several minutes of that to warm her up, Jay half walked, half dragged her towards the bed. She had told him many times not to be too gentle with her. That message had now gotten through.

"Mmpph!" she objected, struggling against him purely to increase the excitement for both of them.

"Stop that! And be quiet. In fact it's time I properly shut you up."

He took his hand away from her mouth and removed the roll of medical tape from his pocket. For a moment the game-playing stopped because Erin couldn't actually start yelling in the hotel. Other guests would think something bad was actually happening to someone if they heard that.

"I've been looking forward to trying this," she said instead, continuing to stand with her back to him.

"Me too," Jay said as he stretched a long length of the tape from the roll and tore it free. Reaching around her from behind was an ideal position to pull the tape tight over her mouth. He then used his fingers to make sure it was sealed as tightly as possible, particularly over her lips.

When he was done, he turned her around to face him. The tape was contoured over her lips so well that the outline of them stood out remarkably well. So much so that he planted a kiss on them. It looked like a very tight, very effective gag.

"Talk," he told her.

"Imm dmmt thmmk I cmm," she mumbled, and he saw in her eyes that she liked how well silenced she was.

"Have a look in the mirror," he instructed next.

Erin did as he suggested, making no attempt to remove the gag. That would be up to him to do, as and when he saw fit.

For the next part of what he had planned, Jay removed a couple of ties from his case. He wore a suit to the arena for work every week, but rarely bothered putting a tie on, simply because he didn't like wearing them. It was still a good idea to have a couple with him though, and now they had a very different purpose to what they were intended for.

"Put your hands behind your back," he said, joining her at the mirror.

Erin did as he was told, and Jay used one of the ties to bind her wrists together, securing them tightly but not overly so. Next, he crouched down and did the same with her ankles. She was now standing there properly bound and gagged. Jay's body was more than ready to get on with the sex, but no, Erin relished all of this foreplay.

"There we go," he said as he stood back up, feeling pleased with himself. Their eyes met in the mirror and Erin made a soft, excited moaning noise. It was only a single noise, but it perfectly conveyed her excitement at the situation she had been put in.

"So sexy, honey. Beautiful tits, and I love your hair long like this. This tape being almost the same colour as your skin is really sexy to me too for some reason. How does it feel?"

"Mmmm. Mmmmmm," Erin said helplessly.

"What it like seeing yourself gagged while you try to talk?" he asked, gently fondling her tits again.

"Itmmm hmmmt."

"It's hot? Is that what you tried to say?"

"Mm hmmm," she confirmed.

"Well, my glovely, beautiful Erin, you're going to have to come with me." He picked her up off her feet, enjoying the muffled squeal of surprise she made, and carried her to the bed, where he gently laid her down on her back.

"I hope you don't plan on getting free any time soon. I'm going to keep you there and make you come, and come, until you can't come anymore."

"Mmmmmm," Erin cried, her eyes rolling in ecstasy before he even began.

A/N: People have asked for more sex scenes, so I decided chapter 100 was a good place to put one. This is about as far as I can go in a T rated story, so I hope those who wanted to see it enjoyed it.