Unmasked Part Three
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.


Ch1  

The first thing Smith did was to access the DMV main frame 
and identify the women he didn’t know.  Everyone knew Tanya 
O’Donnel the action news television star.  But who was Yumi
 Wong and Jessica Lockhart?

Carl first brought up Yumi Wong’s drivers license information. 
 “Hmmm, 1754 Oakdale Road, apt 117.”  He then entered the 
information for Jessica Lockhart.  

“Now that’s a looker, eighteen and delicious, 1998 Marshall
 Terrace, apt 6.”

Carl switched to voter registration and got a multitude of info
 on both women.  “Well both are students, one an exchange
 student, I think I may have to visit one or both.”

Smith sat and thought.  “But the bitch Wade, she won’t sit still 
for this, she will plan something.”  Carl printed all the info on the
 three women and hand wrote a note to Brenda.

“Just in case you had any plans, if you do not do as I order, these
 women will suffer.”

Smith put the note in an envelope and had a page deliver it to the
 Wade mansion immediate.

Brenda sat at her desk looking at a letter she had drafted to the 
media.  It announced her identity as Ms Americana and how she
 and Lydia would be moving to Italy and running Wade industries
 from there.

Her attention was interrupted by a maid bringing her a note.  She 
opened the paper and her eyes widened.  “Oh my god!”

Smith relaxed in his condo sipping a scotch and waiting for his guest.
  The sound of high heels striking his marble floor made him smile.
  “Hi Brenda, how are you?’

Wade stormed in and grabbed Smith by his collar.  Wearing her
 power belt under her clothes, she lifted the man in the air with 
ease.  “I am going to beat you silly you worthless man!”

Carl just grinned and sipped more of his drink.  “Put me down 
cunt, one word, just one and you and your friends are history.”

Brenda slowly lowered Smith back into his chair.  “You won’t get
 away with this; I swear some how I will stop you.”  Carl motioned
 to a chair and beckoned Wade to sit.

The heroine sat and calmed herself.

The hacker device Carl had installed into her personal computer
 had done its job all to well.  Smith new the secret identities of her 
friends.  But if she obeyed, she could save them and they could
 still go on and fight crime.

“Let me tell you how this is gonna go, first I want access to your 
bank accounts…all of them, and then we can discuss anything
 further.”  

Smith spoke and the words echoed in Brenda’s head.  She had
 imagined this horror but never thought it would ever come true.  

Carl stood and tightened the sash on his robe.  He motioned his 
hand towards Wade and grinned.  “The belt, give it to me…now.”  
Brenda hesitated, then closing her eyes in sadness; she stood and
 removed her power belt.

Smith took the prized gold item and tossed it on a nearby couch.  

He walked behind Brenda and casually let his hands fall on her 
shoulders.  “I want you to transfer all your available cash to my 
private accounts.  Then all deeds of property and possessions 
you own you’re to give to…me.”

Tears welled up in Brenda’s eyes.  “Smith, you can’t take it all,,,pl…
please, you can’t make me poor!”  

Smith sat and relaxed back sipping his drink.  “I’m not going to leave
 you poor; I am keeping you to run the business, my business.”

Brenda took a small napkin from the table and dobbed her eyes.  
Carl was so ecstatic seeing her sad he almost climaxed.  “You see
 Brenda baby, I don’t know how to run Wade Industries, so you
 will…as my wife.”

Brenda almost gagged from the statement.  She gasped and 
was about to scream in anger when Carl encircled her neck with 
his hands and choked her.

“Don’t say a thing, don’t threaten me, don’t say a fucking word
 period, its more legal looking if you and I are married; besides 
I am quite a catch!”  Smith released her and stood back grinning.
  Brenda spun out of her chair and rubbed her neck.  “I swear 
Smith…I…I”

Smith continued to smile as he parted his robe.  His erect cock
 swung back and forth between his legs.  “Get over here…fiancée
…give your man a nice suck job.”

Wade’s hands dropped to her sides.  She had never in her life felt 
so helpless, so beaten.  The once great heroine walked to Smith, 
dropped to her knees and took the head of his cock in her mouth.

“That’s it, yes lick it all over, and get it nice and wet.”  Brenda knew
 how to suck a cock; she did have a life before she became a hero.
  Now amidst the saliva she slobbered on Smith’s dick, her tears 
mixed.

Carl grabbed two handfuls of Brenda’s hair and pumped his penis 
in her.    Shortly after Brenda tasted the hot salty spunk filling her
 mouth.  “Swallow it, all of it.”

Wade closed her eyes and swallowed the disgusting cum.  Smith
 walked back to his chair and motioned to a bar nearby.  “Make 
me a drink, and yourself one too.”

Brenda mixed a Martini and made one for herself.  She obediently 
brought the drink to Smith and gulped her own to remove the taste
 of cum.  “Over on my desk inside are legal documents, sign them 
where it’s highlighted…now.”

Wade walked into the condo and looked over the documents.  She
 again began to cry and sniffed to clear her nose.  The paperwork
 gave Smith total control of Wade Industries…everything.

Carl relaxed on his chair and watched her.  “Sign them or your 
friends…die.”

Wade took a pen off the desk and with a shaking hand signed
 away her life.

“Smith I am going to kill you, somehow someway, I promise
 you…I will.”

Carl walked in with a broad smile and before she could react,
 backhanded her across the mouth.  Brenda fell against the 
desk then to the floor.  “You’re my future wife, and you need to 
learn to obey, that’s the first lesson.”

Wade stood tasting blood and subdued her rage.  Carl smiled
 and walked toward a bedroom.  “I’m going to change, and we 
can go to my new mansion.”

Ch 2

Brenda walked into her mansion with Carl close behind.  Lydia
 had been sitting nervous trying to relax and await Brenda’s
 return.  “Lydia, nice to see you, I guess you will be my daughter in law.”

Lydia stood and looked at Brenda.  “What’s he talking about, 
daughter in law?”  Brenda looked at the floor in sadness and 
shook her head.  “I am going to marry him…or he releases
 the information he has on Got Gal, Azure Angel and Amazing Babe.”

Lydia glared at Smith and clenched her fists.  Smith walked 
upstairs to the second floor library and moved the book, opening
 the secret room.  Inside he began to toss out all the costumes
 and equipment.  

Brenda and Lydia walked in and stood looking at Smith.  
“Smith, what are you doing?’

“You’re going to be my wife, and my wife isn’t a fucking superhero.”
  Brenda closed her eyes again and almost screamed.  She 
thought to herself how everything was crumbling, she was losing.

Smith emptied the room and motioned to Lydia.  “Get a trash
 bag and load all this shit, then put it in the trunk of my car.”

The young teen hesitated then complied.  Carl smiled at Brenda
 and walked to her.  He stood close, her breasts lightly touching
 his suit coat.  “Brenda…honey, we are going to a party tonight, 
Lydia is also invited, get dressed.”

Wade looked in Carl’s eyes and tried her best to look sincere.  
“Please Carl; at least let Ms Americana help out once in a 
while…please?”  Smith lightly touched her chin and kissed her.
  Brenda kissed back, anything to try and coerce the man.

“No.”

Brenda felt her world collapse.  

“I will be back at eight PM, be dressed, I want both of you dressed
 as trashy as you can.”  

Ch 3

At eight, Smith arrived and waited outside by his limo.  The two 
women walked out and Smith whistled seeing them.  Brenda
 was wearing a Vera Wang one piece which was almost totally
 see thru.  

Smith could see she had no undergarments on and the former
 Ms Americana’s nipples where hard.  Lydia wore a tube
 dress which being white clung to her nude body like a second skin.

Both women climbed in the limo and sat across from Smith 
who had an obvious erection.  Carl opened a large crystal bottle
 and poured a glass of Cognac for the ladies.  The limo
 lurched forward and the trio where on their way.

Lydia took the snifter but just held it.  Brenda also took the glass
 and sipped the drink.  Smith drank a sip of his and looked at
 Lydia with anger.  “Drink, I insist.”

Lydia sipped the liquor and made a face of distaste.  
“Its gross, I’m not a drinker, it taste nasty.”  Smith downed his
 drink as did Brenda.  Lydia took a breath and upended the 
glass.

She gagged a second then coughed.  Smith laughed sat 
back with a smile.  In a short while, both women felt warm.
  Lydia felt lightheaded and began to lightly giggle.  Brenda 
was alert for a brief moment.  “What was in the Cognac?”

Then the heroine also smiled and without knowing, lightly
 rubbed her nipples.  Smith grinned and unzipped his pants. 
 “It’s an aphrodisiac I got when I took a trip to Mexico, wont
 effect men, but really burns women up!”  Smith pulled out his
 cock and both women cooed seeing the organ.

Carl leaned across the limo and grasped the material of 
Lydia’s dress by her shoulders.  He peeled the stretch spandex
 up over the huge swells of her breasts, down her stomach, 
and over her hips.  

Lydia lifted her ass so he could remove the garment.  Brenda 
wiped beads of sweat off her brow then slid her hands down 
her top.  Her fingers found her rock hard nipples and with a tug
 she moaned.

Carl moved between Lydia’s legs and licked his lips seeing 
the teen’s pussy now actually dripping juice on the seat.  He
 drove his face in and grabbed her labia with his teeth.

The teen cried out and instantly climaxed.  “OH GOD BRENDA
 I CAN’T STOP CUMMING!!!”

Smith sucked and but the tender skin of Lydia’s pussy.  He 
found the tiny pink pearl of her clit with his tongue and he licked
 it roughly.  Lydia cried out again gritting her teeth.  “Pl…please 
oh god its starting to hurt, my orgasms they hurt!”

Brenda threw her head back and climaxed from her nipple 
play.  Smith sat up licking his lips and fell back laughing.  
“Yea, the drug has bad side effects, the more you cum the 
more it hurts, makes me hot just thinking of it.”

Carl pushed his hand under Brenda’s dress and found her
 sopping wet pussy.  He lightly pushed his finger beyond the
 thong she wore, between her cunt lips and with one thrust 
shoved most of his hand inside her.

Brenda jumped from the seat and shrieked as she climaxed.
  Her body fell back on the chair almost convulsing from pain.
  Lydia fell off the seat and with no control began to masturbate.  

Carl pulled his wet hand out of Brenda’s cunt and licked the
 juice dripping off it.  Smith pulled open Wade's dress, then yanked
 it off.  With one plunge, he penetrated her.  “NO SMITH PLEASE
 NOOOOO!”

The Governor laughed and plunged his dick balls deep.  
Brenda beat on the man’s back and cried out with each thrust.
  “DON’T MAKE ME CUM NO STOP!”

Carl leaned down and sucked Brenda’s neck.  He kissed
 her lips and increased the tempo of his thrust as she met his
 tongue with hers.  “Well Mrs. Brenda Smith, your gonna be
 my wife so I want kids…no more rubber like you always 
ordered, now you get all my sperm!”

In her mind Brenda should be fighting, stopping Smith, but all
 she could do was climax.

Her long smooth legs wrapped around Smith’s waist.
  She whimpered and screeched into Smith’s shoulder as she
 came again.  “Lydia get your pussy over here, let me lick it.”

The teen stumbled as the limo turned.  She sat on the top of the
 seat and settled her burning cunt onto Carl’s face.  The moment
 he began to lap and lick, Lydia came.  She had her hands in her
 blonde tresses.  When she climaxed, she actually pulled two
 handfuls of hair out of her head.  

Carl arched his back and grunted.  His cum gushed deep in Brenda’s
 body, filling her ripe womb.  In thirty minutes, the powerful sperm would
 reach its target.  Brenda Wade will become pregnant.

The limo stopped in a warehouse area of the city.  One of the large
 doors opened.  The chauffeur reached in and grabbed one of Lydia’s
 arm’s, pulling her out.  Smith was panting, still lying on top of Brenda.  

He looked out of the car and grinned seeing Ivan Gret’s, Russian
 mob boss manhandling Lydia.  The Russian literally threw the young
 teen across the hood of the car.  She cried out and grunted as she
 lost all air out of her lungs from the impact.  

The cold of the metal caused her nipples to crinkle rock hard.
  “What…who…no don’t make me cum again!”  Ivan dug his massive
 cock out and holding it, rubbed the bulbous head back and forth 
across Lydia’s pussy lips.  

He licked his lips and focused his dick on her clit.  Lydia screamed
 in agony as her insides wrenched from pain.  “NO NOT AGAIN!” 
 Ivan aimed and thrust his cock’s full ten inches into the young woman.

Through the window, Carl laughed seeing Lydia’s face bouncing
 off the hood.  Ivan pounded his cock into the teen with no regard for 
her.  Carl fell back off Brenda and grabbed the bottle of Cognac.  He 
hovered over Wade and holding her face, poured the liquor down
 her throat.

Brenda gagged but accidentally swallowed copious amounts of the
 drugged liquor.  Smith dropped the empty bottle and grabbing her
 hip, flipped her over face down.

The Governor spit on his hand and rubbed his hard cock.  “Up the 
shit hole honey, a good wife always needs to give her husband anal.”

Smith penetrated Brenda’s ass with one shove.  The former heroine
 screamed in pain so hard, she spit blood and lost her voice.  Carl
 thrust as hard as he could even though Brenda had passed out from pain.

Outside, Ivan cried out something in Russian and ejaculated a 
massive load of cum inside Lydia.  “Suuka, farking suuka!”

He dragged the semi conscious Lydia to the limo and threw her
 back in.  He climbed in and enjoyed watching Carl sodomize his
 former foe Ms Americana.

In moments, Carl stiffened and climaxed.  He fell back laughing as
 his cock made a wet pop noise.  “So is everything complete, everything ready?”

Ivan climbed to his knees and moved behind Brenda.  He rolled
 her over and gazed at her beautiful face.  “Yes it’s all arranged, 
so pretty, and so sexy.”  Ivan pulled the patriotic mask Brenda wore.
  He placed it on her face and smiled.  

“I will fuck Ms Americana, not Brenda Wade.”  Carl sat back and
 relaxed watching Gret’s spend the next hour raping the heroine.

Ch 4

Brenda awoke still in the back of the limo.  She was still nude and
 every joint in her body ached.  Lydia was sitting next to her also nude,
 her eyes closed.  She stirred and moaned, cried then awoke.  

Carl sat across from them and from the feel; the ladies knew the car
 was in motion.  “Get up sleepy heads; we are almost at the party.”  

Brenda moved and immediate felt the drug still in her.  Lydia seemed
 ok but Brenda had more of the drug poured down her throat.  “Party…
you can’t be serious, I cant w…walk without…cumming.”

Smith reached in a compartment next to him and tossed something
 leather to each woman.  “Put those on, and don’t worry about walking.”

Lydia moved the leather material and realized it was a mask, it resembled
 a dog face.  “Are you kidding, I’m not wearing this!”  Carl steamed with 
anger.  He grabbed Lydia and flinging open the door, he pushed the
 teen out head first.  

He held the young blondes head inches from the speeding asphalt.  
“I fucking said to obey, now are you going to obey?”

Brenda was screaming and trying to grab Smith.  Lydia shrieked. 
 “I’LL OBEY PLEASEEEEEEE!”

The Governor hauled Lydia back in and tossed her in her seat.  “NOW 
PUT THE FUCKING MASKS ON!”

Each woman slipped the masks over their heads.  The mask’s
 covered the entire head with just eye openings, and each looked
 like a dog.

“There, now you both look like the bitches that you are.”  The limo
 pulled to a stop and Carl climbed out.  The driver handed Smith two 
leashes which he affixed on to the masks.  

Brenda now shook with fear and cold.  “Smith, no, we are nude!”  
Carl yanked the leashes hard pulling each woman out onto the
 street.  “Obey bitches, you are dogs, you walk like dogs, and will 
be treated like dogs.”

Carl now donned a mask which resembled a dog as well, but a 
German Shepherd.  The location was a huge mansion which 
Brenda didn’t recognize.  Carl walked quickly which made the 
women crawl on all fours quickly

Brenda crawled as best she could then cried out in pain and 
also fell.  On the ground she writhed in a orgasm, then grunted
 in agony.  Carl looked down at her and smiled.  

At the main door, Carl dropped two large coins in a basket and
 walked in pulling the ladies.  Brenda and Lydia looked around
 in horror, there where many men in mask’s, one or two women
 on leashes at their feet.

To be continued..