Short and rather softcore story. If you have any thoughts, don’t be afraid to write at: pralat666@yahoo.com Ms Americana belongs to Mr. X

Pro

Ms Americana was sitting in the apartment on the highest floor of Wade Manor. She had her usual outfit with strapless bikini and thong, red stiletto calf boots, gauntlet gloves, blue choker and blue star spangled mask. In front of her was sitting young woman with red hair, dressed in light green suit. Her blue eyes, hidden under the glasses, were starring at Delta City prime heroine with deep interest. She became first journalist who was lucky enough to make interview with Ms Americana. It took her months to get a contact with heroine and then equally long time to convince her. Americana didn’t like journalists; she had bad luck with them. Tabloids were paying big money for compromising photos of her. In the talk shows feminists were talking bad about her scanty outfit. She didn’t care about it much, but she was trying to avoid any contacts with press.

When Kate started to follow her, Americana was more than sure that she’s another paparazzi. But soon she found that redhead is not carrying a camera, instead she always wants to talk with Americana. When she finally was able to, she asked about interview. Americana promised that she will think about it and quickly forget about it. But Kate didn’t forget. She was following Americana step by step. Super heroine even had to rescue young journalist few times, ‘cos following heroine is best way to get into troubles, especially when you don’t have super powers. Finally, she gave up.

“All right,” said Ms Americana, carrying two unconscious bandits she just caught. Kate helped her that night, luring bandits out of their hiding. “You will have your damn interview. Gimme your number. My friend will contact with you and prepare place where we can talk freely”.

“But you don’t forget about it this time?”

“That’s Ms Americana promises. I’m a pro super heroine and we never break our promises”

Week after, one of the Brenda Wade’s man called Kate. He said that she is invited to the Wade Manor. And so, Delta city prime heroine and young journalist were sitting there. It was hot, summer day and air conditioning was working 24 hours per day.

“Brenda said that she is leaving city for month. Business stuff, I guess,” said Americana, drinking water from the glass. “We’re here alone, it’s private place, so we can talk freely. But remember about authorization”.

“Of course, I’m pro, after all”

“That’s what I’m sure about. Only pro journalist could risk her life and safety only to get an interview”.

“When I heard that none before made an interview with you, Ms Americana, I was deeply surprised. Why are you avoiding press?”

“To tell you the truth, in my opinion most of the medias are contemptible. We, super heroines, are risking our lives to help people. But when anyone of us have troubles or is blackmailed, medias are first to get and publish photos of heroine captured, unmasked, beaten, raped or injured. That’s damn unfair. “The Moon” posted about 400 photos of super heroines in disgraceful poses. “Super News” – almost 350. Even “Delta News”, which always was a respectful magazine, published photo of poor Southern Promise who was kidnapped and forced to work as a prostitute. And remember that affair, when “Gustler” had Got Gal topless photo on its cover?”.

“But wasn’t it heroine’s fault that such photos can be taken?”

“Try to control yourself during the battle. You can’t think that someone may take a photo of your crotch, back or breasts naked. You’re fighting for your life.”

“Then why are the super heroines wearing such scanty outfits? Maybe if you wear more hiding clothes…”

“In the heroine job, freedom of movement if most important thing. Forget about capes, cloaks and stuff, it’s good for movies. When you’re fighting hand in hand, your freedom is your best ally. Loose it and your battle is lost.”

“So, basically, you have to wear these scanty outfits only to fight better?”

“Yes. Believe me, I’d love to wear something less exposing, but… khy… Oh, it’s hot today. Pardon me, I’ll get something to drink”.

“I have two cans of soda, here, please,” Kate took two cans from her bag and give one of them to Americana.

“Thanks a lot”, Americana opened the can and quickly swallowed its content. “So, what were we talking about?”

“About freedom of movement”

“Oh yes. Our enemies usually don’t have a chance with one on one combat. We’re superior women, way too strong for them. So that’s why they always fighting with groups. But unless we have freedom of movement, their chances are about 0%.”

“But some of you were captured few times.”

“Yes…”, Ms Americana stopped for a few seconds, “Although we are very strong, we aren’t almighty.”

“Isn’t it true, that the most effective way to capture super heroine is to use chloroform?”

“You know… I don’t want to talk about such things,” Americana begun to feel dizzy. It was hotness, probably. Summer was very warm that year. She hated such sweltering heats.

“Ok, I understand. But I have one, last question in that matter. What about sleeping pills?”

“Huh? Why are you asking…”

“Because you just drink enough of them to make horse sleep for a week”.

“What…”, Ms Americana jumped out of her chair, or rather she tried, because she suddenly felt very weak and sleepy. Her eyelids were heavy as lead and her muscles were soft like feather. “You dirty….,” she mumbled and the fell on the floor with her eyes closed.

Kate wasn’t wasting her time. She quickly get her camera and begun shooting a photos. First, she was just placing Americana in many positions, mostly shameful. Then she undid stars and straps bra and took many pictures of famous DD breasts from different angles. Redhead licked her lips, she knew very well that there are magazines and websites that will pay her good for such photos. She lifted sleeping Ms Americana and placed her body on the chair with her legs spread wide. She took one heroine’s palms and guided it inside panties. From that point of view it looked like Ms Americana is masturbating. Another photos were taken. Then Americana’s palm went to her mouth. Of course, patriotic painted panties quickly left their place, giving Kate a chance to get few photos of Americana’s shaved pussy and bare ass. Delta city prime heroine was photographed naked, only in her boots and mask. Kate took a dildo from her bag and pushed it deep inside heroine’s pussy. She was just imagining the titles like “See Ms Americana having good time with dildo!”. Americana’s ass met the dildo too. When the photo session was over, evil journalist quickly send all the photos on her private, web account. But it wasn’t over. Kate handcuffed Americana, dressed her back and lied on the floor. She positioned her camera on the table and then took of her own trousers and panties. She sat on unconscious heroine’s face and begun to ride it. Taking Americana’s nude photos aroused her enough, so she didn’t need a long time to wet Delta City prime heroine’s face with her love juices. Americana was still sleeping when Kate came, spraying her juices all over masked face. Everything was on camera’s disk. For the great final, Kate removed Americana’s mask. Her eyes went wide when she saw who Ms American really is.

“So, this is what they call business trip, Brenda Wade,” she said with a grim smile, starring at familiar face with surprise mixed with satisfaction. This was her best photo ever taken. Ms Americana, lying naked, without her mask. Sleepy face of Brenda Wade was peaceful, not aware of terrible events that just happened to her body.

After this, Kate dressed herself back, uncuffed Americana’s hands and placed her mask on proper place, removed the dildo, hides everything in her bag, placed sleeping heroine on the bed, wiped her face clean and left the Wade Manor with wide smile on her face. She had enough material to live a good life for a years. It was her original idea, before she discovered secret identity of Ms Americana. She had different plans now.

“I’m terribly sorry that it went that way,” Ms Americana apologized to Kate. They were sitting in the same place. Four days passed since their previous meeting and Kate came with promised authorization of an interview. Americana was still confused, it was first time she simply passed away during the talk. She decided that after all this interview stuff, she’ll give herself a break and go to the vacations.

“No problem, such things happened. We have terribly hot summer this year,” smiled Kate and handled envelope with interview to Americana.

“Sincerely, I hardly remember that day, so I’ll have to read it carefully. Maybe it will be better if we meet tomorrow…”

“Oh, that’s not a big deal, I have a time. Check it carefully,” said Kate, looking at Delta City prime heroine’s face is getting pale. Between the sheets with interview was a photo. Her photo. But without a mask.

“What do you want?” She asked with cold voice. It wasn’t first time Ms Americana was blackmailed, “Or maybe, how much?”.

“Straight to the point, just like pro”, smiled Kate, “First, I want you to purchase 60% of “Playgirl” shares and then give them to me”.

Brenda was surprised. “Playgirl” was most famous world erotic magazine. She started to have bad feelings. But it wasn’t problem for Wade corp. to buy that magazine. So maybe…

“Deal”

“Half of the deal, actually. Second, you, as a Brenda Wade, will be a star of the next number. There’s going to be a photo session and interview, of course”.

“No… no way. I’ll never undress myself for a man’s magazine”.

“If you don’t, then you’ll be replaced with Ms Americana. It’s even easier, since I have photos. Guess which one will be on the cover? I can imagine that title – “Real face of Ms Americ…”

“Enough! Point for you. I’ll do it. But only topless.”

“Of course. As for interview… here’s the list of questions. Read them and prepare yourself. I don’t want to surprise you.”

Ms Americana took a list and looked. Her eyes went wide. “How often do you masturbate?”, “What is your favorite sex toy?”, “How old were you when you lost your virginity?”, “Did you ever have a sex with woman?” “What is your best position?” “Is bdsm arousing for you?”. And these were only first few questions.

“You’re bitch”, she said to Kate with deep contempt and anger.

“No honey. I’m a pro”.

The End