Official Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. No cheerleaders were harmed in the writing of this story.
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It was October the first and Elizabeth, Lexi, Sidney, and I were getting an early start on our Halloween costumes. We were at Stephen's, which didn't sell Halloween costumes as such. They sold boots, bodysuits, leotards, corsets, wigs, gloves, eyeliner, body paint and lots of other accessories that a savvy costume-designer could assemble to make a costume far superior to the ones sold already assembled.
I was going as the Black Widow and I had very nearly found everything I needed to put my costume together. I had a black body stocking, black leather boots, black, fingerless gloves and even a gun belt with thigh holsters that looked remarkably like the one Scarlett Johansson wore in the movie. The main thing I was still looking for were realistic-looking props I could carry around in my gun holsters.
Elizabeth was still on the fence about her Halloween costume. The easiest thing would be to dress up as Gamora, from the Galaxy of the Guardians movies.
"The problem is, do I really want to coat fifty percent of my body in green body paint?" Elizabeth asked. "Painting it on will be hard enough. Can you imagine all the time and effort that's going to go into washing all of that body paint off?"
"I could help wash it off," I volunteered, "even if some of the paint gets into tight cracks and crevasses."
That sold her on the idea of going as Gamora. With my assistance, washing it off would probably be the most enjoyable part of Halloween. With that settled, Elizabeth changed the subject.
"I told Sidney about our lesbian sex games," Elizabeth informed me in hushed conspiratorial tones. "She wants to join us the next time you and I do something kinky together."
"What?"
I gasped. "What you and I do is supposed to be a secret! Why do you keep telling people?"
A wicked smile spread across Elizabeth's face, and she replied, "One of your main kinks is for clothed women to ogle you and sexually objectify you while you're naked. And the more women there are to ogle you, the more naked you'll feel. I want to build up a large enough group of dominant women to ogle you so I can have an entire crowd surrounding you. I want you to be overwhelmed."
I felt both outraged and sexually excited at the same time. Elizabeth kept making decisions like this without getting my permission first, but the truth was I felt feverishly hot, and I felt a throb down in my sex at the idea of a crowd of women ogling me as I stood there naked. Sidney had always been a kind, congenial friend. Being sexually objectified by her would feel like a violation of our friendship, but it would also be deeply thrilling.
Sidney had a heart shaped face with full, kissable lips, dark, wavy hair, dark piercing eyes and a fit, lithe body with smallish, perky boobs and a beautifully toned ass.
She was very congenial and easy to befriend, but she had spent much of the eleventh grade dating a boy named Willie Loomis, so I naturally assumed that she was straight. I never even considered the possibility that she might be into girls.
Now the thought of being naked and submissively allowing her to examine every inch of my naked body while she was respectably clothed prompted a powerful erotic heat between my legs.
"She's a 4 on the Kinsey scale," Elizabeth added, smiling at the distracted, puzzled expression on my face.
Alfred Kinsey developed a scale that he used to express a person's overall balance of heterosexuality and homosexuality. The scale ranged from 0 to 6, with 0 being completely heterosexual and 6 completely homosexual.
If Sidney rated a 4 on the Kinsey scale, that meant she was attracted to both boys and girls, with girls narrowly beating out boys for preference.
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Elizabeth knew a lot more about my friends than I imagined! Despite my doubts about including Sidney in our games, I was still exited at the prospect of being objectified and used by her. Elizabeth soon formulated a plan that involved me being used and objectified at the cabin in the woods where we'd played kinky lesbian femdom games before. Elizabeth, Lexi, and Sidney would be the dominant lesbians. I'd be the submissive one who would get tied up and sexually abused.
Elizabeth drove us out to the cabin in the woods. It belongs to Lexi's parents, so of course Lexi was there. Also, Lexi loves to see me naked and helpless, another reason she was there.
Lexi's sister, Nikki also likes to see me naked, so I thought for certain that she'd be there too. She wanted to be, Lexi explained apologizing on her behalf, but she had to attend a lecture on campus. Something about the psychological impact of racism.
"She has to take notes," Lexi explained. "She's trying to get her doctorate, so she's super-serious about acing this class."
"A psychology class?" I asked.
"Yep."
"She's getting a degree in psychology?"
"That's the plan," Lexi confirmed.
I found that revelation pretty Elizabeth had already managed to come up with some remarkably humiliating ways to abuse me and expose my naked body. But if Nikki got a PhD in psychology, she would surely be able to come up with wickedly humiliating ideas that would leave Elizabeth's ideas in the dust.
Anyway, with those social niceties out of the way, Elizabeth started to explain the rules of the game we would be playing.
"First of all, Scarlett is going to change out of her clothes and into a cheer uniform, not the one she normally wears, but a uniform that's blue and white with red piping, like the cheerleaders wear over at Ellen Pleasant High School. I've got a uniform in the cabin in her size."
"Why not let's head inside and get her dressed while you finish telling us all about what we'll be doing," Sidney interrupted. "That way we can get started sooner."
We went inside, and Elizabeth showed me the cheer uniform.
