Unmasked Part Two
Written by Thunderbolt1234, Raidrlsr@aol.com 
Warning 18 or older 
or get off my story All characters are property of others this story
 contains very descriptive scenes of sex, bondage, murder, rape,
 incest.

Ch 1

“So this is it, I am yours the last day of every month until you leave 
office and you call off the police and the media off.”  She remembered
 the words she had said to Governor Smith.  They echoed in her
 head every time she had to go to the Governors mansion and let
 him have his way with her.

Brenda Wade stood in her costume minus her mask.  She looked
 in the mirror and closed her eyes trying to concentrate on what she
 had to do tonight.  This was the last night, the last time she would
 have to lay there and let the vile man fuck her.

She had agreed to let Smith do what he wanted the last day of 
every month and in return he would call off the police and media
 who where hounding all the heroines.  (Refer “Un-Masked story)

He had in a sense raped her over and over.  She would lay there
 gritting her teeth from the pain.  The pain of sodomy, her vagina 
penetrated with all manner of sex toys, and the oral.  She hated 
satisfying him orally.

Brenda slipped the mask on and adjusted it.  She remembered 
one visit when Smith wanted to get rough.  He had her take off her 
power belt and stand there while he beat her.  

A simple slap across the face turned into an all out thrashing.  
“So you are the mighty Ms Americana…get on your fucking knees
 and beg me to stop!”

She walked to her hidden elevator and rode it down to her Liberty
 Car.  This was it, the last time, never again.

Ch 2

Governor Carl Smith had enjoyed his reign over Delta City.  Now 
he wanted more, he wanted to be re-elected.  But he needed money,
 lots of money.  He needed endorsement; he also needed certain 
things taken care of.  People roughed up, or worse.

He had many goons, who would do his dirty work, but he was low
 on funds, and he had one idea how to solve this.

Smith stood in his ornate bathroom adjusting several hidden 
cameras.  He knew that every time Ms Americana had got a load
 shot on her face by him, she would go to the bathroom to clean
 herself up.  He also noticed she would close and lock the door.

.He figured she was taking off her mask to wash her face.  This 
was his ace in the hole.  He would record the Queen of Justice 
unmasked and blackmail her, forcing her to steal money for him.

He grinned remembering how the last time they had been together
 he had fucked her in her large sweet ass.  Smith looked in the 
mirror, made a motion as if he was taking off a mask and laughed.  

He walked into his office and opened his lap top, then replayed the
 image.  He had three angles, all of which showed him his face clearly. 
 “If all else fails, I will tell her to take off her belt, kick her ass and
 pull the fucking mask off myself.”

It was near midnight when Ms Americana arrived at the Governors 
mansion.  She walked to the back entrance which would be unlocked
 and quietly walked in.  Smith made sure his staff and guards where
 out for the evening.

As usual, the Queen of Justice walked into Smith’s bedroom to find
 him in bed, hard and waiting.  “This is the last time Smith, last time.”
  The Governor smiled and stretched on his silk sheets.  “I know, 
and trust me it has been fun, you are a sexual goddess.”

Americana gave no notice to what he said; she slowly unzipped 
her boots and kicked them off.  Smith lay licking his lips as the tall
 heroine stripped before him.  He always loved when she would
 reach behind her and unhook her costume top.

The patriotic material stretched then popped off from the pressure
 of her massive breasts.  “God I fucking love your big tits, so firm.”

Americana released her power belt and hooked her gloved thumbs
 under the edge of her costume panties.  With a look of anger she 
slid them down and off.  Smith licked his lips seeing her labia pouting
 out from between her legs.

In moments, one of the most powerful heroines to defend the city
 stood nude before him.  Smith stood and kicked aside the costume
 on the floor.  He looked in her eyes and could see anger, rage.  

Carl leaned forward and kissed the hero, His tongue searched out
 and found hers.  She new that if she didn’t kiss back as he liked it,
 he would make her night more miserable.

He kissed her lips, then kissed and bit her neck.  His mouth slowly
 worked down until he captured one of her now hard brown nipples.
  Smith sucked hard making the Queen of Justice gasp.  He also 
sucked hard to draw some of her breast milk.  

The salty sweet fluid gradually filled his mouth.  He savored it, moving
 it around his mouth to get the entire flavor.  Soon he was down
 facing her vagina.  Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a small
 triangle and he could already see her pussy lips where swollen.

“Its funny, you hate me doing this but your body just screams to be 
fucked, I bet that just fucking drives you insane.”

Ms Americana knew he was right.  As an Aphrodite, she was 
susceptible to stimulation and her body would respond no matter
 who it was.  

Smith slowly slithered his tongue into her pussy.  The sweet musky
 smell of her cunt drove him wild.  He always wanted to just lick her
 slowly, but when he would smell here cunt, he went wild.

Carl buried his face deep between her legs.  His tongue tip located
 and massaged her clit.  Americana tried her best but a small moan
 escaped her lips.  Carl heard it and increased his licking.  In a matter
 of minutes, Ms Americana shuddered in an orgasm.  

She stood as usual embarrassed and ashamed.  Smith stood and
 licked his wet lips.  

“On your knees, you know how I like it, get down bitch.”  Ms Americana
 dropped to a kneeling position and stared at the Governors cock 
which hung in front of her face.  “Can I suck your cock master…can
 this worthless cunt suck your cock?’

Smith slid his fingers into her thick black hair.  He moved forward and
 closed his eyes.  “Yes, suck it you insignificant whore.”

The Queen of Justice opened her mouth and took the length of 
Smith’s penis deep down her throat.  The Governor gasped and 
slowly pulled her by the hair, pumping into her.

He looked down and grinned seeing her ruby red lips stretched 
around his cock.  Smith would roughly shove his dick deep down her
 throat choking her.  She would gag and try to push him back.

Smith raped her for hours, her mouth, cunt and ass, all penetrated 
and abused.  “Stand up you fucking bitch, stand up and stand still!”

Ms Americana stood as best she could.  Smith had ravaged her ass
 and the burning agony of her rectal tissue was almost unbearable.
  Carl grinned and as hard as he could slapped the heroine across
 her breasts.  

Over and over he stuck her concentrating on her hard brown nipples.
  Americana did her best not to cry out and give the Governor what he
 wanted.  But the pain got to her finally; she yelped and then began to cry.

“That’s it you fucking whore, feel pain, your not a hero, your just a
 fucking whore.”

“I…I’m a whore…please stop Carl, it hurts st…op!”  

Smith grabbed the heroine by her hair and violently spun her around.
  He forced her to bend over and roughly entered her anus again.  
Ms Americana screamed into the mattress.

Carl held onto her ample hips and pounded her as hard as he could.
  He grinned hearing the wet sloppy sound her asshole made as he 
abused it.

Even in pain, Americana grit her teeth and shuddered in an orgasm. 
 The burning sensation of her breasts and the feeling of a cock deep
 in her ass made her come again and again.

The Governor pulled out of her and with one shove entered her cunt.
  He continued to switch from one wet hole to another.  The heroine 
had asked him not to do this because of the health risk, but he didn’t
 care.

Smith could feel her ass tighten as she climaxed.  He could feel the 
hot molten jizz inside him about to come out.  The Governor pulled 
out of the heroine and yanked her around on her knees.

He cried out and blasted Ms Americana’s face over and over with 
streams of white sticky cum.

Smith almost fell over from such a powerful orgasm.  He looked down
 and with a grin rubbed the head of his cock all over her face.  Ms 
Americana pushed him aside and stood.

She calmly picked up her costume and walked towards the bathroom.
  The feeling of glop’s of cum dripping onto her massive breasts, 
and the smell almost made her vomit.  Smith watched her enter the
 toilet and close the door.  He leapt to his feet and quickly activated
 the cameras.

The Governor watched Americana lock the door then grab a large wad
 of tissue.  She swabbed as much of the cum off her face as she could.
  To Smiths shock, she scraped a large glob of jizz off the paper with 
her finger and licked it.  “So you dirty whore, you do like the taste of cum.
 “With anger the heroine threw the tissue into the toilet bowl then sat to
 urinate.

Smith watched with anticipation fearing she would just come out get
 dressed and leave.  

Americana finished and wiped her sore vagina.  She then stood before
 the mirror and with one quick movement, removed her mask.  Smith 
almost fell out of his seat seeing Brenda Wade.

“Holy fuck, jackpot, I don’t fucking believe it!”  He watched her wash 
her face, then wash her mask.  She then re-dressed.  Smith laughed 
to himself as he realized he had an erection again.

“Have to plan this, I just can’t jump on her and tell her I know who she
 is, this must be done correctly.”  The governor stood and walked to 
his bed smiling.  He relaxed and watched Americana exit the bathroom.

“This is it Smith, no more, if I meet you again I may just beat the pulp 
out of you.”

Smith just nodded and tried his best not to just stand up and scream
 her name.  The heroine walked out of the mansion.  The governor
 closed his eyes and laughed loudly.  “Ms Americana is Brenda 
Wade…holy fuck that means that teen bitch Flag Girl is Lydia Willis!”

Ch 2

Lydia Willis had just returned to Wade manor after getting a pedicure. 
 It was hot in Delta City and she wore a pair of cut off jean shorts 
which showed a goodly amount of her ass, and a red halter top.  

She adjusted the halter top which was tight on her.  “I had some big
boobs when I was thirteen now I’m eighteen and dang they got way 
bigger!”   Lydia’s 38DD breasts stood high and proud constrained 
under the red stretch fabric.

She grabbed a soda from the kitchen and debated going swimming
 in the pool or just laying out in the sun.  Her thoughts where 
interrupted by the chime from the front gate.

“Hello yes who is it?”  .

“It’s the Governor; I’m here to see Ms Wade.”  

“Um, Ms Wade isn’t here can I take a message?”  

“Can I come in Ms Willis, I need to drop off documents and you 
could also help me.”

Lydia buzzed the large iron gate and walked to the main door of the
 mansion.  A big black limonene stopped outside the door and two
 huge men in suits exited.  One opened the passenger door and 
Governor Smith climbed out.

“Hi Governor, how are you?”  The Governor caught his breath seeing
 Lydia in shorts.  “I’m…I’m well, thank you for seeing me.”

Smith walked in with the two men and moved to a large sitting area.
  He sat on a couch and tried his best not to look between Lydia’s 
legs as she sat opposite him.

“So Governor, what can I do for you?”

Smith smiled and held up a manila folder which he placed on the
 table in front of him.  “I have some information that Ms Wade…actually
 you could give me some help with.”

Lydia took the folder and opened it.  She immediately gasped 
seeing photographs of Brenda taking off her mask.  

“You see Lydia, can I call you Lydia, you see, I am running for 
re-election and I think Ms Wade is going to want to make a sizable 
investment in my future goals.”

Lydia just sat there stunned.  She looked up and heard Smith talk
 to the goons in Russian.  The men walked out of the room and 
exited the mansion.

Smith leaned down and took Lydia’s hand.  “Show me, show me
 your costume, her costume…show it all to me.”
Lydia, for a moment thought to just beat Smith to near death.  
Then she realized he didn’t come to the mansion unprepared.  He
 had the pictures; he could release them to the media, or worse.

She glared at the Governor and dropped the folder and pictures. 
 The teen walked upstairs and into the second floor library.  Inside
 she stopped a moment, and finally exhaled in defeat.

Lydia moved a book in an encyclopedia set and the section of shelves
 opened.  The teen pulled the section open and a light activated.  
Smith walked in pushing Lydia in front of him.

Inside several costumes hung on hangers.  Capes, masks, and 
equipment lined the walls.  A computer sat on a desk and several 
wanted posters lay next to it.  Carl laughed and walked back out into
 the library.

“Take your fucking clothes off…Lydia, Flag Girl, take them off slowly.” 

She slowly reached behind her and grabbing the cord, untied the 
bottom of her halter top.  Carl rubbed his now rock hard cock and 
unzipped his pants.  “The goons, they are men who work for Ivan 
Grets, you know the Ivan you and Brenda sent to jail for life.”

Lydia lifted the halter over her head and listened to Smith gasp 
seeing her huge breasts.  “Yea Ivan lets me borrow em now and 
then, just think what they would do to you and Brenda if they found
 out you and her where Ms Americana and Flag Girl.”

“Just think what would happen if I told the media, told them who
 you are, it would devastate Wade Industries.”

Lydia dropped the halter on the floor and unbuttoned her jean shorts.
  “What are you going to do Smith, expose us?”  Carl stood and
 let his pants drop.  “I need money for re-election, I need Ivan 
free, and I am going to fuck you and Brenda till you beg me to stop.”

The young teen dropped the shorts to her ankles and remembered
 she had not worn any panties.  Smith licked his lips and motioned 
for her.  “Get on your knees, crawl and suck my dick.”

Lydia closed her eyes and realizing she had no choice, dropped
 to all fours and crawled to Smith.

She leaned up on her knees and took the mans cock in her mouth.
  “I want the best fucking blow job you can give bitch, impress me 
or else.”

Lydia ran her tongue up and down Carl’s shaft.  She cradled his 
balls in her hand and, massaged them softly.  Her lips wrapped 
around the head of his cock, letting her teeth gently scrape the skin.

She had had many boy friends; she knew how to suck a cock.  She
 took the member as deep down her throat as she could.  Her 
fingers lightly caressed Carl’s balls making him moan.


Smith filled his hand with her soft blonde hair and began to pump 
her head back and forth.  “And you better swallow every drop.”

It didn’t take long for Smith to ejaculate in the teen’s mouth.  Lydia 
felt the hot juice hit her tongue and throat.  The teen swallowed the
 cum as fast as she could.

Smith fell into a seat and panted with a smile.  “Make me a 
drink; I want a martini…fast!”  Lydia padded barefoot to the next
 room where Brenda had a bar set up.  When she left, Carl dug
 in his pocket and pulled out when looked like a small flash drive.

He grinned and moved quickly inside the secret costume room. 
 “I had this made so I could hack Wade’s computer, steal her 
money, but now…it will serve a better purpose.”

Smith plugged the drive behind the computer in the costume
 room, and then returned to his seat.

Lydia walked in carefully carrying a martini.  Smith took it and 
sipped the drink.  “Play with yourself, I want to see you climax.”

The teen looked at Smith with anger but sat on the floor in front
 of him.  She opened her legs and with her finger, began to 
massage her clit.  As much as she tried to stay angry, her own
 body betrayed her and she began to whimper.

Carl smiled watching the clear juice flow down from Lydia’s 
cunt to her ass.  In a few minutes Lydia shuddered in an orgasm.
  She lay there breathing hard and embarrassed.

Smith stood, zipped his pants and walked out.  

“I’m done for now, you tell Brenda about our meeting and make 
sure she knows I will be meeting with both of you real soon.”

Ch 3

Brenda sat in her office with Lydia, both looking afraid.  “I can’t
 believe the bastard did that, he must have had cameras in his
 bathroom.”  Lydia shook her head and closed her eyes.  She
 had no knowledge of what Brenda had done to get the Governor
 to agree and help the heroines.  

“It doesn’t matter how he did it…he did it and now we are 
screwed!”

Brenda sighed and looked sad.  “There is only one thing we 
can do; we will reveal who we are to the media ourselves.”  
Lydia almost fell out of her chair.  “Tell the world, we will be 
killed, and the company will be destroyed!”

Brenda shook her head and for once smiled.  “We will reveal
 our identities, go to Europe to live in seclusion, and the 
company will be fine.”

“Smith will be revealed to be a crook and he will lose, and we
 will live quietly in maybe…Italy.”  Lydia looked concerned but 
shook her head in agreement.  “I guess that’s the best, we 
will stop him that’s all that’s important.”

Across town, Governor Carl Smith sat at his desk in his private
 office.  He sipped a scotch and after cracking his knuckles, 
activated the hacker drive he had installed in Wade’s computer.
  The computer in front of Smith activated and he smiled
 seeing he had gained access.

The unit quickly accessed the main files of the computer with
 no problems.  Smith figured Wade wouldn’t have any security
 on a computer hidden in a secret room.  

Carl began to read notes upon notes of actions Ms Americana
 had taken against criminals.  He spent over an hour reading
 and almost gave up on finding anything of value.  Then he 
opened the file and read a few lines Brenda had wrote.

“My friends Got Gal (Tanya O’Donnell) and Amazing 
Babe (Jessica Lockhart) helped me to move the prisoner 
Dark Hole to his new cell in Manchester Prison.”

Smith now had the identities of two more heroines.  He read
 further.

“Azure Angel (Yumi Wong) had become pregnant by the Hole
 but using the 
Sonic Disruptor Wade Industries had developed, we 
destroyed the fetus.”

Carl sat stunned and blinked a few times.  “Another identity 
and proof the heroines had a device which caused an 
abortion…abortion is illegal in Delta City…I am king of the 
fucking world!”

To be continued