January, 2024
OK, so where to start with Kristen Bell? She's been a regular of mine for about a year now and I think it would be fair to say that we've experimented a lot over the past twelve months. A natural submissive with a very open mind, Kristen has always been eager to try new things and further explore her subservient fantasies.
A kink she particularly enjoys is cuckolding her husband. I'm not sure what their dynamic is at home and he hasn't been involved in any of our sessions (either remotely or in person), but his name pops up a lot in our various roleplays with plenty of reference to his supposed bedroom deficiencies. 'Fuck, you're so much bigger than my husband'. 'My husband hasn't made me cum like that in years'. So on and so forth.
Honestly, I haven't even met the guy yet and I feel like he plays as big a role in his wife and my sessions as Kristen and I do. So it didn't exactly come as a surprise when Kristen called me up one day, expressing an interest in expanding on her cuckold fantasies and taking them to the next level.
Now, anyone who's read my story with Alexandra Daddario will know that I have experience in this area, and despite my initial reluctance, it turned out to be something that I quite enjoyed. I mean, I'd probably enjoy fucking Alexandra Daddario if my family had just been slaughtered but that's beside the point.
I wasn't sure if I was ready for him to be physically present yet, but if Kristen wished to engage in another video call situation then I was more than happy to do that. And as it turned out, I needn't have worried 'cause Kristen didn't want her husband to be present. In fact, she didn't want him involved at all. Needless to say, I was a little confused and in need of some clarification.
"I don't want you to cuck my husband," Kristen explained. "I want you to cuck
me
."
"Erm...OK," I replied, still confused. "And how do you want me to do that exactly?"
Kristen laughed. "Well, how do you think, silly? You tie me up, like you always do, but instead of me, you fuck one of my friends."
"In front of you?"
"Well, of course in front of me," Kristen replied. I could almost hear her rolling her eyes. I'll admit I was a little slow on the uptake but this whole dynamic was entirely new to me.
"So you're not involved in any...physical capacity?"
"Well, maybe," Kristen said. "I'll see how I feel on the day."
"Right, so this friend of yours..."
"Mila Kunis or Jameela Jamil," Kristen interrupted, answering the question before I'd asked it. Clearly she'd been thinking about this for a while.
She gave me her two friends' contact info, telling me to pick one and get in touch. Once I'd made the initial contact and gauged the ladies' interest, I'd reconvene with Kristen and we'd iron out the details. So that was the easy bit out of the way, now came the tough part: picking one of her friends. I've long been a fan of both so choosing just one was not gonna be easy. But after several hours of hemming and hawing, I finally landed on the perfect solution: I'd get in touch with both of them. I mean, why pick one when you can have the set?
I messaged them both individually, introducing myself and explaining the situation without going into specifics. Turns out the introductions weren't necessary as both of them knew I was; clearly Kristen had been talking about me. Once both women had shown some interest, I explained the situation in greater detail and arranged a video call so the three of us could meet and hash it all out.
The call was set up for the following day. After the usual meet and greet (the girls had actually met before but only a couple of times), we each took turns to take the floor and explain our relationships with Kristen. Mila went first. Turns out she'd known Kristen the longest, having met her way back in the
Forgetting Sarah Marshall
days. The two had hit it off on set and their relationship strengthened during the making of the
Bad Moms
movies, with the pair becoming very good friends. Jameela was a more recent friend, having first met Kristen on the set of
The Good Place
. Both were aware of her submissive tendencies, having been involved with her in sexual roleplays, both on their own and with another guy. When it came to my turn, there wasn't really a lot to tell, 'cause again, Kristen had told them most of it already.
So all that was left was to plan things out. We made a rough layout of our plans for the day and what Kristen's role in it would be. That bit was pretty easy; the difficult part was setting a date. I gave them the dates that Kristen had booked and the girls picked one that suited the pair of them. Problem was, the date they picked out was in three months time. At first I was disappointed, 'cause truth be told, I wasn't sure I could wait that long. And I wasn't sure that Kristen could wait that long either. But then it got me thinking, the longer Kristen had to wait, the more surprised she'd be. And so I'd have to be patient.
Luckily for me, I had lots of guests to pass the time with, including Kristen herself. She came by five times in that three month spell and the first few times she did so expectantly, looking around the living room each time she arrived for signs of one of her friends. But by the fourth time that had stopped and it almost seemed like she'd forgotten about it. So in spite of the painfully long wait, it was all coming together nicely.
Then as the date drew nearer, the plot thickened considerably. Kristen texted me a few days prior. I won't relay the whole conversation but the pertinent part was thus:
Kristen: I shot a scene in a sex store today.
Me: Oh yeah?
Kristen: Mmhmm. Seriously I was SURROUNDED by bondage gear.
Me: Not for the first time [wink emoji]. Did it give you any ideas?
Kristen: Did it?! I couldn't STOP thinking of new ideas. I kept forgetting my lines cos everytime I saw something new I kept imagining you using it on me.
Me: How unprofessional.
Kristen: Right? And I never forget lines normally so I was starting to worry that the crew would catch on.
Kristen: Anyway I have a list of things I'd like you to get.
She did, and it was a long one. Some of the things I already had, some of them were a huge surprise and some of them I'd never heard of. But after hours of Googling and online shopping, I amassed all the items that Kristen requested. I wasn't sure if it would affect my plans in any way, but since Kristen had booked a three night stay, there'd be plenty of time to use them.
Kristen arrived the following Friday, wearing a sleeveless black top and a tight pair of jeans that hugged her ass very nicely. She greeted me with a hug and a kiss, and once she'd freshened up from the road, we started things off like we always did. I took her to a room upstairs, one I knew that sound wouldn't travel to when her friends arrived, which was set to happen in an hour's time. I'd taken her up there every time since she'd come up with the idea, so it wouldn't arouse suspicion.
Once we were there I stripped her naked, put a blindfold over her eyes and a ball gag in her mouth. I tied her to the bed, ate her pussy to the brink of climax then stopped just before she came, getting up off the bed and leaving her to stew in her juices. Orgasm denial has always been one of Kristen's kinks, but this time around, she might get a little more than she bargained for.
The girls were arriving as I went downstairs and I opened the front door to let them both in. Both were dressed casually, Mila in a white shirt and jean shorts and Jameela in a blue summer dress and a pair of white boots. We said our hellos, I offered them a drink and we took to the couch for a catchup chat, going over the plan once more before we put it into action.
Once the girls were settled in, I showed them to their rooms so they could drop off their things and take a shower. While the girls were getting ready, I went back upstairs to check in on Kristen and get her ready for the second phase. I took her up a glass of water, untied her from the bed and removed her gag and blindfold. Kristen took a few sips of her drink and I asked her if she needed the bathroom, warning her that it might be her last chance for a while but giving no indication as to why that was.
Kristen went into the en suite bathroom and when she came back out again, the gag and blindfold went straight back on. I put her on her knees on the floor, cuffed her hands behind her back and tied her ankles together. Once she was in position, I went downstairs to fetch my laptop. I returned to her room and powered it up, logging into Zoom and hooking it up to the big TV.
I removed Kristen's blindfold and she found herself staring at my as yet windowless Zoom account, blown up on the huge TV. It took a few moments for the penny to drop, but once it did an excited smile crept across her face. I leaned down to kiss her forehead then strolled across the room, stopping in the doorway as I turned to face her.
"Enjoy the show," I said with a grin, then closed the door behind me.
I went downstairs and back to my room, fishing my phone out of my pocket and opening up Zoom. I set up a convo with my dummy account (it's not my first time doing something like this, so I have multiple accounts for my various devices), put the phone on a tripod and connected it to the TV. An image of Kristen filled the screen, handcuffed and gagged as she took in the scene now stretched across hers. At the moment it was just me, alone in my bedroom. Then there was a knock at the door.
