The following is a work of fiction, none of the events have ever occurred. If you take offense to this story, you might be on the wrong site.
The Redhead Club
By The House of Weird
Chapter Four: A Final Test. (Part two)
Staring Sadie Sink, Sophia Lillis, Bonnie Wright, Echo Patriquin, and Madelaine Petsch.
(Feat two mystery women at the end.)
Minutes, hours, a day for all she knows, there was nothing but darkness. Sadie felt cold, yet warm down in her loins. Her breathing stuttering with every jolt in power, she could almost time each one like clockwork. The young actress braced herself against what little hold she could grasp onto underneath her, the curved design of what she sat on offering but a small area for her hands. The sybian she sat on vibrating away, her pussy being stimulated for the third time today only for much longer than the other times. A bit of droll leaking out and pooling on the floor in front of her, along the other strands of saliva coating her tits and stomach as they ventured down to join the rest of her spit and vaginal liquids soaking the carpet and the front half of the Sybian below. She lost track of time long ago, only knowing time had even past by doors opening and closing, people talking, and the sense of now being fully alone. Yes Sadie Sink sat on her Sybian hours on end, naked as the day she was born 18 years ago. Her bonds keeping her from leaving but her spirit was slowly dwindling down. She felt the weight of it all get to her, unsure how long she'll hold. It was during these moments, where she felt a new sense of wonder...
Dawn, the sun not quite up yet. A phone alarm rings in the silent room stirring the sleeping woman. Having been disrupted from her land of dreams she forced her eyes open to see what was the fuss. Lurching her arm to the phone she saw the early time of morning it was, with multiple missed texts from hours ago. Parting her long red hair out of her face Madelaine Petsch sat up in the bed, with the sheets falling down to reveal her bare breasts, as she read the messages she had disregarded. Asking about her whereabouts and why she was...
"Oh shit." Madelaine audibly moaned in annoyance with herself. She flipped the covers off her and looked around the barely lit room to find her clothes of the night prior, rummaging around after realizing her panties were lost long before she came here. Her haste to get dressed made the other person in the bed awaken, confused why she was rushing out.
"Something the matter?" The nameless man sat up rubbing his eyes. Curious to where she was going.
"You could say that." She fiddled with the zipper to her dress. "Amidst our little playtime I had totally forgotten there was something I needed to do for someone last night and now I'm so incredibly late it's the next fucking day."
"Well uh do you want me to take you there or.."
"No need it's just down the road." Madelaine cut him off. "You can just see yourself out whenever you feel like it, take a shower even!" She shouted the last part running for the door.
"You're leaving me here?" He asked startled.
"I mean." She paused halfway opening the door out. "It's not leaving and more so dashing out of here while leaving you behind. Though maybe be quick about the shower, I don't necessarily own this place." With that she closed the door behind her, leaving him with several questions he wouldn't get the answers too.
The redheaded star of Riverdale half jogged down the stairs to the ground level. It would only be a half block and a right to the warehouse was located, popping in a number code at the back door she saw herself in to quickly head down the halls. A concerned woman pacing in front of the door she was heading for.
"About dam time woman." Bonnie Wright complained to her younger colleague.
"Yeah that's definitely on me." Madelaine fessed up. "I was scoring myself some good dick for the collection."
"With proof?" Bonnie questioned her.
"I'll send you the pics later, is she in there?" Madelaine went past her to the door. She opened it to step inside and was a little startled by the sight. Laying on the floor face first was Sadie, all alone in the room still naked and tied up. The Sybian clutched between her legs, her body twitching a little and a large pool of spit, sweat and cum all around her. Madelaine was a little impressed she kept the machine still between her legs honestly. Sadie herself had fallen fast asleep, her mind wondering in deep thought.
A few hours passed, Sadie slowly awoke from her slumber, her head feeling fuzzy. Eyes opening and adjusting to the ability to see again, her blindfold having been removed. As her eyes came into focus she noticed the walls now a different color, and felt herself in a strange bed. Sadie had been transported to a separate room after being removed from the sybian, her mind returning back to earth as she struggled to sit up, arms sore from last night.
"Hey you, finally awake." Sadie turned her head to see a woman of red hair sitting in the corner of the room, waiting patiently for Sadie to recover.
"Yes, I'm..." Sadie looked down to see she was still naked from before, a little flustered and attempted to cover up.
"Sweetheart I've already seen you naked when I helped get you in this room so there's no need to cover up." The woman told her as she stood up.
"You're my sponsor then?" Sadie got out, head spinning a little.
"Madelaine Petsch, at your service." Madelaine introduced herself. "Or more precisely, you're at my service for now."
"How long have I...been here?" Sadie asked looking around the room.
"Oh about, 6 hours or so, your parents think you're spending today at meetings with your agent. By the way a apartment of your own is recommended to avoid any questions about your absence from home." Madelaine told the nude woman.
"I was in a different room, on a sybian I think it was called. Did I fail?" Sadie asked worried in tone.
"On the contrary," Madelaine sat next to her on the bed while pulling up her phone. "You passed with flying colors." On the screen Sadie saw herself on the sybian alone in the room, a time stamp marked 4:30 AM. "See originally you and the other three girls were supposed to be on them for about, oh maybe two hours or so. But since it's still partly hazing certain sponsors will make their recruit go longer depending on the mood of said sponsor. Poor Echo went 3 hours before getting taken off. And your friend Sophia? Almost three herself until Bonnie felt like she had enough, but considering I was supposed to get you off due to rules, which I failed to do so in a timely matter, you went on for longer then any other candidates in the past. Your final time? 8 hours and 17 minutes."
Sadie's eyes went wide at how long she did. "Dam beat out the battery life of the Sybian top." Madelaine chuckled. "I couldn't make it past four hours myself when I played with it in my spare time. But you, not only did you surpass our records on accident, but even when you passed put you were still technically on it even if it was dead. I must ask, at what point did you black out?"
"I don't know." Sadie pondered her question. "I don't recall any form of time after maybe half an hour in, then I just, experienced it. It's hard to describe but it was like...like.."
"Like your mind floated into space." Madelaine chimed in. "Like nothing matter yet everything did at the same time?"
"Yeah." Sadie nodded. "For the longest time I saw nothing, but then at some point, after whatever time I achieved orgasm, it was like I saw stars, the universe. Blocking out the real world to just drift into whatever dream I was sucked into from it all."
"Then you really did pass the test."
"Really?"
"Follow me." Madelaine handed her a robe. "Let me tell you how this world works now."
Madelaine stepped out of the room and waited for Sadie, the younger girl putting a flimsy knot to tie up the robe around her, said robe the only thing she wore with her bare feet walking across the carpet. "So what's with all the red?" Sadie asked. "The walls, this robe."
"Every single person you've met here being a ginger?" Madelaine teased. Sadie softly nodding her head. "It's the theme of this club." The older actress began. From the early days of Hollywood it was always a bit of a boys club. Many private groups being made like fraternities for a collage. Several mens clubs even having brothels attached to them for their entertainment. Yet it wasn't until the 50's area of cinema did a small change in this boys club motif occurred. Do you recall an actress by the name of: Maureen O'Hara?"
"I'm, not entirely sure." Sadie admitted.
"Oh don't worry neither did it at first." Madelaine assured her. "She was quite a famous star in several films in her day, a near sex symbol to many. Then in 1951 she was working late on a film project that sadly never went to air when she met a rather nice intern working on the set, rather innocent lady just looking for a breakthrough via behind the scenes. Well long story short after a little bit of flirting they made love together, on multiple occasions even. Given it was, well the 50's and homosexuality wasn't quite a popular topic back then their erotic nights of passion stayed between them for months until miss Maureen had an idea. If all these men could get away with private clubs to be all down and dirty with whores and booze why not her and her fellow woman? After all several of those groups probably wanted some of her ass too so what's stopping her from having fun if it's also meant to be a private club? So with a little work she became the founder of this. The Redhead Club. With a name so simple it's hard to not know what it's about. Her rules were simple, no one under 18 may join to avoid legal trouble, and each and every member must be of a certain natural hair color, as so by the name implies. A bit selective yes, but how many men in Hollywood are true Gingers? Our means of existence? To be a private place of freedom and luxury for all of us to indulge in rather...naughty experiences we simply couldn't get around with on our own."
"Sure we do enjoy some non erotic moments after all this is a clubhouse for us to just shoot the shit and get away from the cameras everywhere. But any and all freedom to have just some pointless sex just for fun with no repercussions at all is why we do this. To act like the men who think every girl is just a hole to fill, by beating them at their own game. Sure most of those ancient clubs are gone thank riddance, but we still hold on for nearly 60 years, becoming a safe haven for some good ol fun of all kinds. Ah here we are." Madelaine finished right as they approached a specific set of double doors. "Ready to face the music?"
Sadie stopped in her tracks, a little nervous about all this.
"Second thoughts perhaps?" Madelaine asked.
"Why did you pick me?" Sadie asked.
"Because you're beautiful, and I believe you could use some outlet for your newfound adulthood after being in the spotlight as a young teen for years. Let you get any crazy phase out of your system."
"But, I'm not exactly the most experienced in...you know..." Sadie looked down on the floor. Madelaine puzzled at her confession before realizing what she meant. "Oh..well, you wouldn't have been in this spot now if you weren't at all interested, after all I was a little appalled at the sight of my first pair of underwear being sent in the mail. Yet just like you, I was still curious enough to put them on. But, if you want to back out, fine, I'll walk you out. Or, you could join, and do whatever it is you please with no repercussions to your reputation, and you can always back out after you've had your fill. Besides, I have a feeling you want to know more about this world. Because you saw something when you went under the blindfold on that Sybian. Aren't you just a little curious to what else you could experience?"
The young lady looked down at her feet, then up to Madelaine, she never thought in her early days of acting would she be here of all places. Was she really going to go through with this? She was told she could always leave...but should she? Does she really want to know more about what she discovered in that state of mind she was in last night?
"I...I just walk inside right?" She shyly asked.
Madelaine grinning at her girl's agreement. "First give me the robe back, it's tradition to be naked when first initiated." Sadie disregarded her robe, standing naked once more. Madelaine opened one of the double doors pulling it outward as she gestured Sadie to step inside.
The room itself was dimly lit, a large crescent shaped table within a large empty room. The center area before the middle of the table was lit with a over head light and three seats were lit up as well, a fourth in similar lighting as the rest of the room Bonnie Wright, sitting in one, a second empty for Madelaine, and two more which sat other women of red hair Sadie hadn't met yet. One of which shrouded by the dimly lit light above. The middle of the room stood two other naked women, from behind their tushies failed to be recognized but as Sadie approached them, standing to the left of the other two, she could see exactly whom the other girls were. To her immediate right was a taller girl she could only assume was Echo, the girl she saw on the Sybian before she joined in. The other girl, was Sophia. Her small pert breasts standing at attention with her face red in nervousness. She couldn't blame her, all three of them stood in their birthday suits before four fully clothed women. Madelaine took her seat, one of the two mystery women, the one in shadows, stood up to address them all.
"You're all here for a reason. To become the newest members of our little pocket of paradise within society. For decades we held up a certain standard even if our choices in members are low, but you three were chosen by the three women besides me here in hopes of you joining our ranks. Truthfully you three were not the only three selected, but you are the only three to partake in our invitations to our club. Would the three sponsors announce their candidates to the audience?"
It was then Sadie noticed the camera pointed at them, be it live streamed or simply being recorded for later she wasn't sure of, but it would explain the small number of people there. The first to stand, was Bonnie.
"Bonnie Wright, recently appointed veteran member. I submit to you Sophia Lillis, age 18. Actress from films such as the IT series and Nancy Drew. She has also confessed to partaking in some sexual encounters already after her 18th birthday unsurprisingly."
Sophia made a slow 360 degree turn, submitting her body to consideration for the audience. Sadie personally felt on display, as if needing to prove her appearance.
"My turn next I suppose." The other mystery woman stood as Bonnie sat. "Bryce Dallas Howard, veteran member. I submit to you Echo Patriquin, age 21. Theater actress and model from New York, came here to find a movie deal. Found me and a offer she couldn't refuse. Only real sexual encounters are with boyfriends but has done some rather risque photo shoots, very much eager to show off skin."
As Bryce sat down, Echo made her own spin in a rather professional matter as f she's done this before. Flaunting her body in all its glory for other's to see.
"Madelaine Petsch, two year member. As my first time being a sponsor I submit to you Sadie Sink, age 18 as of two days ago. Best known for her role on Stranger Things. As far as I'm now aware, setting aside her tests in the last 24 hours, she's is surprisingly, rather cherried up."
Sadie blushed at Madelaine's comment, calling her a virgin without actually using the word. Just like the other's she slowly turned in a circle to show off herself, she could almost feel the eyes staring at her through the camera.
"You know." Bryce spoke freely. "I'm rather surprised you didn't sponsor Sophia considering you've worked with her."
"Heads of the club cannot sponsor new members." The woman in shadow leaned forward, revealing herself as Jessica Chastain. "But yes, I have worked with Sophia on a previous film, and it's rather nice she can join us in a more personal matter."
Sophia smiling a little at the assuring words even if it felt odd standing before a friend naked.
"That being said." Jessica continued. "Do each of you vow to be held accountable if these three women act out in a malicious matter towards fellow members and try to expose our secrets to the vast media?"
"We do." The three women replied all together.
"Miss Lillis, Miss Patriquin, Miss Sink." Jessica Chastain spoke this time to the other members. "Do you three vow to keep everything you learn about us, everything you do within these walls, everyone you sleep with, in complete secrecy to preserve our unique freedom to do what we please. And agree to not hold other members in negative light or face the proper consciences including the event of being banned for bad behavior? Do you all vow to keep this a sacred place and not tarnish the names of the fellow members of our ranks? Including your own reputations as well in the eye of the public? Miss Sink?"
"I do." Sophia spoke when called.
"Miss Patriquin?"
"I do." Echo spoke for the first time in range of Sadie.
"Miss Sink?"
Sadie paused for a second, then looked directly at Ms. Chastain before her.
"I do." She spoke confidently.
"Then by my authority as a chairwoman for our venture. I hereby dub you three official members of the redhead club. You are all dismissed to find proper clothing before being instructed on what happens next." Jessica banged a gavel she held in her hand on the table before her. A sigh of relief fell onto all three naked ladies. Sadie saw Madelaine smile at the event and she couldn't believe she was in. As the ladies were ushered out to a separate door to find clothes. Jessica Chastain turned to her fellow members.
"Three new members, yet uncertain potential for all. Madelaine, you're going to have to get your girl's cherry popped sooner than later if she wants to partake in certain events." Jessica told her.
"Already thinking of a few possible candidates." Madelaine assured her.
"And what about this Echo girl?" Jessica turned to Bryce.
"She's eager to get started, even offering to go nude for a few shoots in exchange for parts." Bryce told them. "I know it's not the most popular thing among us to use our club for making certain projects happen but a small recommendation to a casting director that I know could simply give her the boost she needs to get her name to the public."
"And Sophia?"
"Well, I figured you'd already have something in mind for her." Bonnie told Jessica.
"Ah yes. You're technically right." Jessica admitted. "Enough said then.."
"We have work to do."
To be continued in three weeks.
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