Got Girl & Ms. Americana are property of Mr.X. DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18.

Author's note: Got-Gal and Ms. Americana decide to go on vacation, but they happen to have trouble at airport security. Feedback is always appreciated...it's why I write sgtsmiley333@yahoo.com

                                                  Ms. Americana & Got-Gal: AIRPORT SECURITY

                                                  by: Sgt. Smiley

Ms. Americana noticed the LCD clock on her "Ms. Americana" car dashboard, 7:30am....and she'd been up all night. She hadn't really decided what to call her vehicle yet. She needed something catchy...but oh well. Damn! There she was again, getting distracted. It had to be the fatigue setting in. Ever since she agreed to go on vacation with Tanya Danielle (a.k.a GOT Girl), she had been working twice as long at night just to make sure things were safe before they left. She felt bad leaving the city, but she needed the break.

Brenda sped home to her large estate and hurried to pack. She had agreed to meet Tanya at 8:30am at the airport. Their flight was not until 10:30, but she liked to be early. She was actually rather excited to spend the next week in Cancun. Brenda seemed to never spoil herself with her vast fortune, and this next week she was going to damnit!

Brenda stripped out of her bikini bottoms and bra and threw on sweatshirt and some jeans. She didnt feel like, or have the time to look nice for the flight, and she was probably going to sleep through most of the flight anyway. She called her limo driver and arrived at the airport at 8:29. Wow, she thought to herself, she didnt think she could pull it off, but she was actually early!

Brenda grabbed her bags and walked through the airport to meet Tanya. Brenda still drew looks from men as she walked through the airport. Her gigantic 40DD tits may have been hidden by the baggy sweatshirt, but her amazing ass swayed perfectly in her tight blue jeans.

Brenda spotted Tanya standing near one of the escalators looking very prim and proper. She must have just gotten away from work, Brenda thought. Tanya was still dressed in her TV reporter attire. She had a khaki excecutive jacket over a white blouse, with a matching khaki skirt and black heels. The skirt was probably not orignially meant to be as short as it looked, but Tanya (like Brenda), filled out outfits. her tanned athletic legs were bare to the thigh, with the tight skirt covering the rest. Although Tanya tried to gain respect as a journalist, her high TV ratings came not from her reporting skills, but her bust. She wore a 44DD bra, which still fit rather tight. She was blonde and extremely tan.

As the two women hugged and began walking to the security checkpoint, heads turned and focused on the two women. When men looked at Tanya, they did not have romantic desires of falling in love or marrying her. She was not the type of girl men wanted to take home to the family, they wanted to take her home and FUCK her. Of course she had opinions and goals, but to every met she talked to, she was a piece of meat waiting to be fucked.

Men stared lustily at the two women, their minds racing with every degrading thing they would do to their perfect bodies. All while, the two women innocently discussed their jobs (their real jobs, not their superhero work). They laughed and looked like good friends waiting to have a wonderful vacation in Cancun.

Mannie Sanchez hated his job. Ever since his stint in Joliet state prison, Mannie had worked dead end jobs like this one. Airport security was the most boring job he had worked so far. He had been sent to prison for sexual assault....hell, he didnt even rape a chick, he just made the mistake of groping the wrong rich girl at a club. Hey, it wasnt his fault her boob popped out...all he did was grab it...and BOOM....sexual assault.

 He watched as wealthy people, with real jobs walked through the gate and barely noticed him. He munched down his last donut before helping an old lady through the metal detector. I need to get to the gym, he thought as he rubbed his belly. Mannie was about 6 foot tall, and used to be a pretty good athlete, but working dead end jobs, coupled with his drinking were both good excuses for his chubby appearance. Chubby? Stop kidding yourself Mannie, you are fat.

Mannie stopped thinking about his own appearance as two bombshells entered his line. The brunette had a body on her, the jeans were so tight and she had the legs to pull them off...but Mannie fit the Latino stereotype...and loved blondes. And the blonde was amazing. He licked his lips hungrily as he eyed the blonde's juggs. They both looked like uppity bitches, probably both richer than he'd ever be. He didnt just want to fuck the blonde, he wanted to OWN her. She had a body that begged to be fucked.

"EXCUSE ME!", the uppity brunette snapped at him," if you could get your hormones under control, maybe you could do your job?"

Brenda Wade was furious. This nasty, fatass was staring at her friend like a ham sandwich.

Mannie shook his head..."Um, Im sorry m'am"....Stupid bitch, dont wear clothes that show half your tits if you dont want me to look at them, he thought.

Tanya passed through the metal detector after taking off her heels without incident. She bent over to put her heels back and and Mannie could help but look at the massive cleavage pouring out of the shirt. He looked back up at the brunette and motioned for her to come through.

BEEP!

"I'm sorry m'am, you're going to have to step back through the detector", Mannie smirked. He knew this uptight bitch would be annoyed that precious seconds of her day were wasted.

Brenda fumed, not only was this pervert staring at her friend, but now she had to go back through the damn detector. Obviously she wasn't a terrorist, she was Ms. Americana for christ's sake! Brenda walked back through and stepped through again.

BEEP! Brenda became severely irritated and stepped back through agter emptying her pockets...

BEEP!

Mannie almost let out a laugh at the 3rd beep, he liked watching this rich bitch get frustrated. "M'am, do you have any metal objects on your body? Maybe the metal wiring in your bra had to be reinforced to support your boobs?" A few of the other security guards chuckled at Mannie's comment.

Brenda's face turned red and her fists clenched....she felt like she could throw Mannie a hundred feet..."You listen here you son of a...." Then Brenda's eyes widened....Oh shit, she thought, in her hustling and bustling this morning, she had taken off every piece of her costume....except one....her power belt....her METAL power belt.

BEEP....Mannie was now using his handheld detector to narrow down where the metal was being picked up. "M'am, it appears theres something metal around your waist...a belt maybe? Im going to need you to take your belt off."

Brenda stood frozen....she had no clue what to do. "I can't take it off, please just let me through the gate, I-"

Mannie stood firm in front of her. "M'am Im going to need you to take off your belt, or I'm going to call security"

Brenda realized if she took off her belt now....her trademark golden belt with the big A on the front, EVERYONE would know who Ms. Americana was. She could not compromise her identity in front of this many people. "No, you dont understand," she stuttered nervously, "Um...you see....I can't because"

But it was already too late, Mannie had already called for security. Four men in uniform came and dragged Brenda into a holding cell and Tanya followed as fast as she coould in her heels....jiggling all the way.

Mannie smiled, he had gotten another one of the guards to man the gate, so he could take personal pleasure in fucking with these two bimbo bitches. Mannie noted their flight left at 10:30, so he let them sit in the room until about 10. Tanya and Brenda had been whispering about what the problem had been and had NO idea how to get their way out of this one.

Mannie walked in confidently, the two women looked intimidated. In reality, both the women could handle 10 men each, but this situation was one that brawn could not solve.

Mannie leaned forward, his disgusting breath blowing in the two women's faces. I'm gonna give you two seconds to tell me what your hiding before I get a team in here and strip search you. He had no authority to do that, but he figured nothin would scare these two bitches worse than the thought of him seeing them naked.

Brenda sighed and looked at Tanya, the only way out of this was through reason and common courtesy. She couldnt just leave at this point, and she had wonderful Cancun to look forward to. Maybe this guy...Mannie (it was on his name tag)...wasnt so bad.

"Listen," Brenda leaned forward and whispered..."We are both working for the same cause, we're both in law enforcement and we both put away bad guys. Me and my friend are on very top secret business (she nudged Tanya when she said that). And if you help us along our way, you will be commended greatly."

Mannie furrowed his brow,"What the fuck are you talking about? Fuck this, I'm calling in the team, y'all are both being strip searched."

Tanya blurted out,"NO! You cant! She's Ms. Americana...." Then she bit her lip, "Oh shit! I'm sorry Brenda, I got excited!" Mannie moved forward and lifted up Brenda's shirt exposing the bright gold belt around her waist, a belt she was so used to wearing...and now it was taken off by some latino man, without a fight.

Mannie eyed the gold belt,"Holy shit....you are that Americana bitch, I'm so sorry, I didnt even kn-" then Mannie smirked evilly and everyone in the room realized what just went through his mind. "Soooo....you're telling me you're the famous superheroine, and now I have your power belt....and I know who you really are (as he looked at her ticket)...Ms. Wade."

"Listen, I can make it worth your while to be quiet about this...", Brenda stood and pleaded with him.

Mannie smirked to himself, he was going to have fun today.....he loved his job now. But he was going to play it smooth, and con these bitches. He wiped the grin off his face,

 "Ok ladies, listen, I know you are on important top secret work to...uhhh...cancun...but its still part of my job to make sure you dont pose a threat. I'm afraid I'm going to have to search your friend too. However the only female guard is off today, so it will be about 5 or 6 hours before another one will be here..." (this was a blatant lie)

The two women looked at each other. "We'll miss our flight!," Tanya worried.

"Well you dont want his grubby....I mean...you dont his hands on you, we'll just wait, its ok" stated Brenda. The thought of this guy running his hands all over Tanya disgusted her.

Tanya shook her head,"No it's ok, just hurry up, or we'll miss our flight"

Tanya put her arms against the wall of the holding room as Mannie instructed and spread her legs. Her skirt rode up on her when she did this and tightened even tighter around her firm ass. She bent over slightly and looked behind her to see look at Mannie,"Like this?"

Mannie smiled and winked at Tanya,"Yessss, just like that." It was quite a sight to see her perfect body bent over and ready to be frisked.

He smiled wickedly as he kneeled down and slid his grubby hands up her smooth muscular legs. He stopped at the bottom of her skirt and slid his hands over her ass, and squeezed each cheek. Tanya's eyes widened, and she made a quiet whining sound. She hated being touched by this nasty man. Each grope seemed to last for hours.

Mannie continued up to her stomach and yanked off her business jacket. He then put his fingers in between the buttons on her white blouse and pulled....ripping the shirt open in the front. The buttons bounced off the floor as Mannie pulled the blouse off of her and tossed it to the floor. He was not even trying to be discreet anymore. His hands openly groped her huge juggs. Squeezing and digging his nails into her sensitive flesh. She bit her lip in disgust and wiggled from discomfort. But her wiggling only excited him even more. He yanked Tanya's skirt up above her hips and tore off her cotton white panties...

"Enough!!", screamed Brenda, "Please stop this!!"

Mannie just smiled at Brenda as he groped and molested her best friend. They both knew she was powerless in this situation, and she just had to sit and watch as her friend was abused and degraded.

Later...

Tanya's white 44DD bra was torn away from her body, leaving her breasts swaying with every thrust of Mannie's hips. He had never fucked a woman so beautiful in his entire life. He was like an animal, ignoring her pleas and whines. He was so horny, that he had even tuned out Ms. Americana's futile demands. He did everything he wanted to Tanya. Pulled her hair, choked her, called her names, as he  thusted in and out of her. Her gigantic breasts jiggling with every movement.

Tanya was sobbing. Their wonderful vacation was ruined. Instead, she was being ravaged by this manaical security guard. And both women knew that they had to submit to it. Fight back? And have the entire world know who Ms. Americana was?

She was stupid for blurting out her name, but Brenda was even dumber for wearing her fucking belt to the AIRPORT! Her beautiful blonde hair was yanked back even harder as Mannie pushed himself all the way in and came in her.

"NO!! Not inside me!!", she screamed.

But it was too late. Mannie gave her a swift smack on the ass and pulled his dick out of her. Tanya collapsed to the floor and sobbed. Brenda sat motionless, not wanting to make eye contact with Tanya. This was all her fault. She looked up at the disgusting pervert.

"Listen, you sick pervert, you got what you wanted, if this had been anywhere else, I would have kicked your perverted mexican ass, now promise me that you wont reveal who I am!"

Mannie sat down next to Brenda, not bothering to put his clothes back on. He slid his hand up Brenda's sweatshirt and groped her breast. Brenda started to resist and break his fucking hand....but she sat there and took it.

"Promise you?.....Hmm.....I think we can work something out." then Mannie smiled and grabbed the airline tickets from the table.

Two days later.....

Mannie Sanchez sat on the balcony of his beachfront hotel in Cancun Mexico with a Corona in his hand. Just like the commercials, he thought. Tanya Danielles crawled on all fours out to the balcony of their room and put another beer in Mannie's lap.

"Is that all?"

"Is that all...what?" Mannie snapped at Tanya as he leaned forward and yanked her hair back.

"Owwww....is that all master?" Tanya yelped.

Mannie let Tanya's hair go and smiled, "See, now aren't you having much more fun that you would have if you would have come with that little Americana bitch? I'm just mad I only have 5 more days with you and your tits."

Mannie pulled his dick out and Tanya immediately began sucking on it. She knew this would all happen when Mannie promised never to tell Brenda's secret identity if he went with Tanya to Cancun in Brenda's place. Tanya was a fucktoy for Mannie the rest of the week. Towards the end, he actually became so tired of fucking that he pimped her out to the locals to earn some money on the side. And it was all profit, because he was allowed to use Brenda's credit cards while he was down there.

Life was good....and he smiled as he came in Tanya's mouth...making her gag.

Meanwhile.....

In the airport where Brenda Wade should have began her wonderful vacation with her best friend. Brenda now sat, checking ID's and monitoring the metal detector. She had to cover for Mannie while he took an emergency leave of abscence. She had her power belt back, which made her feel more secure. But she sat in complete boredom as she worked a 12 hour shift each day Mannie was gone.

She was sure Mannie was using Tanya in every way possible, and she knew she owed Got-Girl big time once she returned from her trip. It was a sign of true friendship that she would endure hell to protect her friend.

Brenda smiled as she checked another ID. Mannie may know who Brenda Wade was, but he had no clue who Got-Gal was....and she had an idea that Mannie would receive a visit from the Blonde Heroine in the future and get what he had coming to him

Back in Cancun.....

Mannie looked curiously at a gem encrusted at the center of one of Tanya's bras....."Hey bimbo...what the hell is this gem?"

THE END