The Big Bad Wolf

The huge white male gawked down at me, his eyes jumped from the ID in his hand and to my face several times. I could almost smell what he was thinking, that I was too tiny to be in that club, at that section. He stepped aside, unsure whether he was making the right decision. With a faint grateful smile, I put my mask back on and went through the red door behind him. This was my first time behind the red door of Club 101. The smell of s*x mingled in my nose, arousing a silly smile from my lips. Behind that red door laid the secrets of the s****l universe. It was a long process before one could get to join the Red VIPs, but Sarah Jenkins said it would be worth it. This is where she met the 'love of her life' and also had the best memories of her s****l life. The music was slow and faint, the light a dim shade of red, elevating the mood that occupied every corner of that huge room. There were so many people, so many naked bodies. I had read the rules in the discreet contract they made me sign. There was no judgement here. No identity. This was a safe haven for all in it. And clothes were to be shed upon entering the red room. There was no shame, no fear. You had the right to walk up to anybody and kiss them, touch them. And anybody had the same right on you as well. My eyes fell on the little booths to my right and left as well. Beds everywhere, people having s*x, man to woman, woman to woman, and man to man. It fit to be called an orgy, but we had paid to all be there in the care-free zone. I started taking off my clothes, my heart racing from the amount of adrenaline shooting through my little body. After carefully piling them next to tens of other piles, I stepped fully where all the action was happening. My bare feet walked past bodies on the floor, beds and chairs, too engrossed in feeling alive to care about me or notice my presence at least. I must have been late, because everyone was busy... So all I did was squeeze past the sweaty males and females mourning, some had even lost their masks. Everywhere my eyes fell, I saw a boob, a p***s or a v****a. All laid bare for all to enjoy. The females looked so dashing with their really slim bodies and small boobs. They made me feel a little out of place with my 34D size. No judgement Alexa. A few hands caressed my breasts as I moved past, searching for something. The courage to steal a man who was deep in another woman had not yet showed up. All the beds were occupied, the stalls full and the floor flowered. First days right! So intimidating. I wanted to give up and try again some other day, when I saw another red door by the right corner. It was well hidden next to the last stall, yet there was a male busy pounding the daylight out of a redhead from behind. The way he pulled her hair, it made my own roots itch on her behalf. But she seemed to love it from the hissing and the rolled eyes. The things we derive pleasure from! I wanted to know what lay behind that door, but the pair were leaning against it so terribly. "Excuse me! Sorry!" I breathed, ungluing the female's hands from the door and directing them on the stall wall. She gave me a sharp glare but her companion strokes quickly distracted her. I was hoping that the door would give me a sense of relief if I went through it. The knob tilted, yet the door didn't give way. "s**t!" I cursed angry at it, at myself. What was I doing? My eyes looked back, all around...now I wanted to know what lay behind this other door. Cautiously, I reached for my hair pin, allowed my curls to flow down to my back as soon as it was off. Using the shady skills passed down by Elijah, my older brother, I fumbled with the lock, hoping that whoever or whatever was inside wouldn't hear me. A few more seconds and it clicked. Yes! I dashed inside and shut the door quickly. That, was the worst mistake I ever made. One that I would regret my entire life. "Good grief!" The voice of an older woman squealed from behind. "How did that get in here?" My heart froze while my feet slowly turned around. This new room had a white chandelier hanging above what seemed like a conference table. Its virgin light illuminated the breathtaking white walls without a stain on them. The air was fresh and pleasing compared to the other room. So were the pairs of eyes gnawing at my naked frame. It was one of those moments where I wished the ground would rip open and take away my shame. My small hands shot to cover my shaved lady parts and breasts(all I could cover were the n*****s). Was I hallucinating? The people seated around the long rectangular table seemed real, the mysterious paintings convincing. Their questioning gazes made me feel tinier than I was. The embarrassment spread throughout my body that I felt as if it no longer belonged to me. Tears started building up as my eyes lingered over the unfamiliar faces with their suits. I wished I could faint, or fall in a coma to escape the feeling inside me. If only curiosity hadn't gotten the best of me, I would still have my dignity. As the air around me started feeling heavy, one of them rose. A male, maybe in his thirties...a well kept short beard, golden hair hanging around his wide shoulders. I wished I could study him a little more,but he was walking towards me. I immediately cowered, backing sharply till my butt slammed against the cold door while my eyes fell on the spotless white tiles. A pair of black loafers stopped in my sight, signifying his presence if the strong cologne had failed its job. "Here!" Boomed a deep voice that possessed no emotion whatsoever. My shaky eyes struggled till they met the blue coat being handed to me. I hesitated. Was he truly offering me his- The man took a step closer and put the coat over my "goods". Due to his height, the coat edges danced around my thighs. He was genuine. So I grabbed and slid in the coat before fastening the buttons. All that while, he stood in front of me, shielding his colleagues from me while I hid my shame. "Thank y-you!" I had forgotten how to speak. "Now! What are you doing in here?" He kept his voice low, but I felt the dagger trying to stab me. "I...I...the door..." "She has seen our faces, she needs to be put down!" Another male suggested from the table. My eyes suddenly grew round as my mind absorbed his words. Put down? As in, be killed? Oh Alexa! Why did you have to be curious tonight of all nights?