Our Story So Far: After spending a year in prison thanks to Ms. Americana, 23 year old Heather McDonald has emerged as the supervillain Smiley, and seeks revenge on Delta City's premier heroine. Azure Angel and Lady Midnight have already fallen victim to her plot to draw Americana out. Who will be next?
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#Revenge (pt. II)
By Sigma
IV
Smiley sat at her desk in her hideout, going through her new pictures on a laptop she took from the apartment.
The uploaded pictures and video on her PicShare account brought in tons of likes and new followers, along with the comments.
“This kind of behavior will NOT be tolerated in our city!” - DeltaCityPD
"Why wasn't anyone backing LM up?" - GreenSpecter1
"I will FIND you!" - TheRealMsAmericana
@TheRealMsAmericana "Come at me bitch!" - YourGirlSmiley
She uploaded the picture of Lady Midnight sitting on top of the purple dildo and added the caption: "Someone had a rough night!" #cumslut #brokenheroines #mindyourbusinessnexttime
And the likes and shares poured on.
"Holy shit!" - The_G33k
"Haha! Stupid bitch!" - PanthrisXXX
"We must work together again. We will be in touch." - The_Shadow_Ninja_Clan
She uploaded another set of pictures with her and Esha with the caption: "Some fun with my new friend! @EshaXOXO". Among them were pictures of the two heroines taking countless selfies, wearing the clothes of the apartment's owner, and drinking from several now open bottles of vintage wine and expensive champagne.
On the picture of the unconscious Esha was the caption "Sleeping Beauty lol" #passedout #partyhard and the comments:
"Point that fucking pen in the other direction next time :P" - EshaXOXO
"You and I should hook up again some time. :D @ EshaXOXO " -The_G33k
"@The_G33k Fuck you, limp dick!" - EshaXOXO
Before long, Smiley got a notification that she had been tagged in a post. When she clicked, she found a video. It was Lady Midnight in Dragon Queen's lab, strapped to the surgical table, which had been set in an upright position. A breathing mask was attached to her face and mechanical, serpent-like tendrils penetrated and thrust in and out of a dripping pussy as well as the heroine's ass. Her body shuddered as the machine violated her again and again while Dragon Queen watched and typed into a computer console.
Attached to the video was the caption:
"Testing out some new ideas thanks to a special delivery from @YourGirlSmiley. Someone's night just got a lot rougher." -DragonQueen37
And the likes continued pouring in.
Heather stared at her computer screen, makeup removed, as she went over the comments, when another notification came in.
Incoming video chat from user ItsGigi
When Heather opened the message, she saw Gianna's smiling face and smiled back.
"Someone's been busy!" the crime boss said with a laugh.
"Have to make sure these big-titted bimbos know who the boss is."
"Well you're certainly doing a good job of it," Gianna told her. "And you got both Esha and Dragon Queen to work with you. That might come in handy in the future. Good work."
"When can I go after the top bimbo, though? I owe her!"
"I know, and soon. The plan is all coming together. In fact, Jimmy just sent word on something that might put you right in Americana's path. Go see him at his usual spot in a few hours."
"Will do," Heather saluted.
"Everyone in here is rooting for you, babe. Make us proud."
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Later that night, Smiley and Bruno leaned against the side of the car with cups of coffee and donuts. The neon sign above the door above Brother Mack's House of Pleasure just down the street glowed brightly, but bled in with all of the other neon lights that flooded Sugar Town.
A long line of men stood outside the closed door and Smiley sipped her drink. "Have you ever been in there, big guy?"
"I find these sorts of places unseemly, ma'am." Bruno answered
"I've only ever been to a strip club, but it was kind of cool. I got mouth fucked with a strap-on on the stage."
Bruno took another sip of his coffee and Smiley noticed his pants tightening.
She smiled, shrugged, and bit into her bear claw when movement in the alley right next to the brothel caught her attention. "Oh, there we go!" she said before downing her coffee and stuffing the rest of her food into her face. She then grabbed the utility belt from the back of the car and snapped it on before grabbing a small box from the car. She took off running intoto the alley.
"Wish me luck!" she called out once she was across the street. Just as she got there, women were running out and into the alley in a panic.
"Best of luck, ma'am." Bruno said, raising his cup while watching her ass in her tight shorts as she ran.
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Inside the pleasure house, large hired goons lay unconscious throughout the lobby and scantily clad women cowered in corners as Brother Mack himself was slammed into the wall and a hand in a red glove seized his throat.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Come on!" he pleaded with his hands held up. "I'm tellin' you, I don't know shit!"
"I don't buy it," Flag Girl said to him. She threw a punch next to his head and put a hole in the wall.
"I don't know anything about this chick taking out your friends! I ain't never seen her before!" Mack swore. Beads of sweat built on the pimp's forehead and his heart raced in his chest.
"Maybe he's telling the truth," Shield, who stood behind Flag Girl, suggested. The young, busty redhead walked up to the two of them. "Maybe we should...."
Her thought was interrupted by the din of a simple, familiar tune. When they turned to find the source of the sound they saw a box with a crank of the side, slowly turning as the song continued to play. As it reached its end, the promise of a jester popping out of the top never came, and the two busty heroines looked at each other, and then at Mack, who shrugged.
"What is this?" Shield asked him.
"That ain't mine," the pimp promised. "I fucking hate clowns."
"Huh, I should've tested that first," Smiley said while emerging from the doorway that led to the alley. "Anyway, good evening, all."
Flag Girl dropped Mack to the floor as she and Shield turned their full attention to Smiley. "Just who we were looking for."
"Aw, that's sweet. Give me your names and I'll follow you guys back."
Mack got up, ran, and ducked behind a nearby counter.
"Where are Azure Angel and Lady Midnight?" Flag Girl asked.
"Oh, Red must be the smart one," Smiley said while glancing at Shield. "Azure Angel is getting gang fucked by guys in black pajamas, and ol' Midnight is some kind of science experiment. Try to keep up, little America."
"If you cooperate, this will go much more easily for you," Shield promised.
"Nah, easy is never fun," Smiley said while going into a pouch on her belt. "But I'm not interested in you anyway, so, whatever!" she said before taking out a small pellet and throwing it.
Flag Girl dodged to the side while Shield raised her shield and blocked. The pellet exploded into a thick cloud of smoke and there was a thud. Shield lay on the floor, face first and unconscious.
"Shield!" Flag Girl cried out when she saw, only to be hit with a similar pellet. She staggered and swayed on her feet, but she was on the floor next to her companion moments later.
"HMPH!" Smiley pouted and plopped onto the floor, cross-legged. "What the hell? That was no fun!"
Brother Mack peered from behind the counter. "They're both out cold?"
"I mean, I expected the stuff to slow Flag Girl down, not take her out completely," Smiley explained. "Oh well. Dragon Queen really knows her stuff."
Mack got up and walked over until he stood next to Smiley. "Shit..." he muttered, hands on his hips. "You just saved my ass, girl. I gotta get some lookouts so I know these bitches are coming next time."
"Well, I hope your lookouts are more reliable than these guys," Smiley told him while motioning to Mack's unconscious goons.
"Yeah, no shit. I pay too much goddamn money for this," Mack told her while kicking one guy.
"Oh, speaking of money. You've got a bunch of customers lined up outside."
Mack looked at the expensive watch on his wrist. It was a gaudy device made up of diamonds and gold. "Fuck! It's time to open! They ran most of my girls off, too."
"That sucks, man," Smiley shrugged while taking out her phone. At the same time, his goons began coming around. Some were still groggy and staggering from the beatings they took. Smiley began snapping a picture of the two unconscious heroines when she looked up from her phone. "Wait a sec, they made you lose your inventory, so they should be the ones to pay you back."
Mack looked at Smiley. A wide, toothy grin then crossed the pimp's face and he straightened his necktie and the lapels on his tailored, bright purple suit. "Get your worthless asses up and open the doors," he barked to his men. "We're open for business after all."
His men groggily went to work while Mack looked down at the unconscious heroines. "Both of their asses are gonna get a workout tonight. You sticking around to join the fun?" He asked Smiley.
She shrugged her shoulders in response. "Might as well. I need to take the blonde with me, anyway."
She and Mack both jumped when there was a small explosion a few feet behind them.
"Jesus!" Smiley cried out, noticing her Jack-in-the-box had burst into a cloud of smoke and confetti, the clown on the end of the spring swaying back in forth with pre-recorded laughter and a crude smiley face painted onto his face. "Oooooh. I must have set the timer wrong..."
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Shield groaned and opened her eyes, her vision still swimming and filled with yellow and black as it started to clear.
"Wakey, wakey," Smiley grinned.
Shield looked at her and then up, realizing right away that she was suspended above the floor. A loop of rope connected to the ceiling wrapped around her slender waist and two others wrapped around each thigh and kept far enough apart that her legs were spread and snatch exposed. More rope kept her wrists tied to her ankles, rendering the heroine completely immobile, and all she could do was spin in a circle when Smiley pushed her.
"Thanks for adding to my trophy rack, Red." Smiley taunted while holding up the heroine's shield.
"You aren't..." the heroine started to stay.
"...Going to get away with this, yeah, I know, that seems to be all you people can say!" Smiley finished while rolling her eyes. "Only, I have so far."
"Where's Flag Girl?" Shield demanded.
"She's being taken care of. You need to worry about yourself."
Shield looked around the room and saw, among other things, a bed, various restraints, an iron cage, and a wall-mounted rack stocked with various whips and other tools of punishment. It was only then with wide-eyed horror that she remembered where she was.
"Ahhhaha! There's the look I wanted!" Smiley said while taking Shield's picture with her phone.
"Let me go, right now!" her captive growled.
"You and blondie cost my new buddy Mack a ton of money with your shenanigans tonight, and he intends to make sure you work it all off," Smiley told her while walking to the door and opening it.
Shield looked on as a line of men began coming into the room. Many of them were older, and all of them had hungry, predatory looks on their faces as they eyed the voluptuous, young, redheaded heroine who was waiting for them. Some had their hands down their pants while others were beginning to shed their clothes, but they all surrounded Shield as she squirmed helpless in her bonds and cried out in protest.
One man, heavyset and in his 50s, had his stiffened cock in hand when he walked in. He watched the scene in front of him and began stroking himself as it unfolded.
"Have fun," Smiley slapped the guy on his broad back as she stepped back toward the open door. "Pace yourself, Red. This is just the first batch," she laughed before leaving the room and closing the door, but only after snapping a few more pictures.
Outside, one of Mack's goons stood guard at the door as Smiley walked past a line of men patiently waiting to be let in and have their turn with Shield.
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Smiley walked into another room in the brothel where she found the naked and bound Flag Girl suspended from the ceiling by her ankles. Brother Mack stood in front of her, his hands on her hips and his rock-hard member deep down the heroine's throat.
The pimp thrust his hips back and forth with grunts of efforts, and Flag Girl's muffled moans filled the room as the chains that held her up rattled.
Smiley walked around and watched. "You're not supposed to dip into your own supply."
Mack took one more long thrust and then pulled his cock out. "I had to do it. I wanted to see what that mouth did," he explained. He then kneeled down and picked up Flag Girl's discarded power belt. "I figured you'd want this."
Flag Girl swung back and forth and Smiley grabbed her ass to steady her while taking the belt. "Yes I do."
"I'll give you 20 grand to keep her here," Mack said while stroking himself.
"Can't do it, she's part of my plan."
"What plan? What are you planning?" Flag Girl finally spoke out.
Smiley slapped the heroine hard across her right tit, causing her to yell out and then whimper. "That's a secret."
"I'll give you 50 if you bring me her boss, then," Mack offered.
"Tempting, but I need her, too."
"Shit. What have the de Costas got you doing?"
"That's a secret too," Smiley grinned. "But take all the time you need. I still have a few days."
Mack grinned and grabbed a remote that controlled the chains keeping Flag Girl suspended and lowered the heroine to the ground.
"When I get out of here..." the heroine started.
"You don't talk to me like that," Mack told her while grabbing her jaw. "Come into my place and wreck it? Cost me money?" he slapped her once, causing her to whimper again. "Hold her up for me."
Smiley knelt down and disconnected Flag Girl's wrist bonds from the chains. She then hooked her arm behind Flag Girl's and held her up.
"You're both going underneath the jail for this!" the heroine promised, only to be silenced when Smiley grabbed her throat with her other hand.
Mack laughed and cut the bonds around Flag Girl's ankles before forcing the heroine's legs apart. She fought to close them, but the pimp slapped her tits and Smiley tightened her grip until she relented.
Mack then pushed the heroine to the floor, causing Smiley to fall back and lay under her, and grabbed her by her thighs. The pimp wrapped one hand around his impressively long member and guided the tip towards Flag Girl's wide open gash. She shook her head and tried to pull away, but Smiley held her in place and covered her mouth. She screamed into her captor's hand as Mack penetrated her slowly, sinking his cock in as far as it would go.
"Damn, this bitch is tight!" Mack declared.
"I think she likes it," Smiley told him while looking at Flag Girl, whose blue eyes were wide open.
"Even if she don't, she will," Mack said with a toothy grin as he began thrusting in and out. Muffled grunts were lost in Smiley's palm and Flag Girl's tits jumped and jiggled in time with the pimp's thrusts.
Smiley felt her own nipples get hard against the young heroine's back, and as Mack grunted with each thrust, Flag Girl screamed in her hand, causing Smiley to squeal with delight.
Mack stopped his thrusting for only a moment. "Get up here and put that bitch's mouth to good use, girl," he said to Smiley before continuing on.
She slipped from underneath Flag Girl and wrapped one leg around the heroine's chest to mount her. A loud, sharp slap against her ass caused her to jump and yelp in surprise, and she looked back as Mack squeezed her ass without breaking his stride.
"You two are finished! Your hear me?!" Flag Girl spat.
"Shaddap!" Smiley responded before sitting up just enough to slide her shorts and belt down to her knees after taking her phone from one of the pouches. She then slid forward and gingerly lowered her own throbbing pussy onto Flag Girl's face until the heroine's protests were muffled in between her thighs. Smiley grabbed a handful of the girl's blonde hair and forced her face in while rocking her hips back in forth.
She gasped when she felt the tip of Flag Girl's tongue go in and involuntarily tightened her grip on the girl's hair. Smiley let go long enough to slide off her spandex top and toss it aside, revealing small, perky tits. She leaned over Flag Girl, her free-hanging tits swinging back and forth as she kneaded them with one hand and snapped pictures with the other.
"Fuck!" Smiley groaned as she tightened her grip on the sides of Flag Girl's head. Her hips rose and fell in time with Flag Girl's tongue. Mack's grunts were in her ear, and his breath was on the back of her neck as he pounded his member into Flag Girl repeatedly.
"Ugh! Shit!" the pimp cried out.
Smiley could feel herself tremble, and she pulled Flag Girl's hair, somehow forcing the girl in even deeper. The walls of her pussy tightened around Flag Girl's tongue, and Smiley threw her head back as she squealed and giggled while her captive went in and out, in and out, with rhythmic thrusts that caused her legs and ass to tremble.
And before Smiley knew it, she gushed all over Flag Girl's face.
Smiley looked down at the puddle collecting around the heroine's head. Her heart raced in her chest and she focused on catching her breath while rolling off of Flag Girl while laying on her back on the floor.
"Fuck...." Smiley grinned while looking up at the low-hanging ceiling. She looked over just as Mack pulled out and began stroking his still erect cock until its seed burst out and onto Flag Girl's soaked chest and face. She had a blank look on her face and showed no reaction to Mack's cum.
"Shit," the pimp laughed. "First time you got your shit worked out since you came home?"
"Yeah, at least from another person," Smiley nodded and looked back up, her arms stretched to her sides and her bare chest heaving. She raised her phone up and grinned into the screen. She threw up a peace sign, stuck out her tongue, and took a selfie.
"Well, bring that sexy ass back here any time you want. It's on me," he told her. "You hungry?"
Smiley sat up. "I could eat."
"I'll have one of the boys call for pizza."
"All right," Smiley said, laying back down with her pussy still dripping. "Get whatever you want, just make sure at least one doesn't have any vegetables on it."
"Gotchu," Mack said while sending a text. He then looked at Flag Girl, who lay on the cum soaked floor, groaning as her naked chest heaved. "Pizza's gonna be about twenty minutes."
Smiley rolled over and crawled to Flag Girl. She then rolled the heroine over onto her chest and lifted the girl's ass in the air. "Wanna do a livestream?"
"Shiiiit," Mack laughed and walked over, stroking his cock as it dripped onto the floor.
Smiley raised her own phone and sat in front of Flag Girl, raising the device so it looked just over her shoulder. Mack grabbed the young heroine's hips and guided himself in, and Flag Girl jolted to life, groaning and clawing at the floor as the pimp began violating her ass. She tried to grab Smiley, but Mack pulled her hair and yanked her back.
Smiley simply laughed and looked at them before turning back to her phone as people began viewing the livestream.
"Oh, great, now I'm gonna have to hear a bunch of horny bitches masturbating tonight after lockdown :(," -ItsGigi
"Is that Flag Girl or Specter Girl? Lol either way" - PanthrisXXX
"Is that at Brother Macks? What time does it close?" - The_G33k
"@ItsGiGi That's hot." - EshaXOXO
Flag Girl screamed loud enough to startle Smiley as Mack groaned and unloaded into her.
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"So, question," Mac said before taking a bite of a slice of pepperoni pizza as he and Smiley walked toward the entrance of the building.
"Shoot," she answered with a pizza box under her arm.
"You've bagged four of these annoying ass super bitches already, why not take their masks off, really humiliate them?"
"Believe me, I want to, but Gigi said no. She thinks at least some of them are important people during the day, and if it becomes public that we have them, that might bring more heat down on us than we want to deal with."
"Cuz the supers go missing all the time," Mack nodded. "But someone who's a public face of the city? More people will notice that and demand something be done."
"Exactly," Smiley said. "It's like if you kidnapped the mayor's kid or something. So, do whatever you want with Red, but if someone takes her mask off, it doesn't leave the building."
"No problem," Mack said as they stopped in the main lobby.
"Hey, number," Smiley said while holding out her phone.
"All right, I got you," Mack told her while taking Smiley's phone and putting his number into it. "I'ma look for those pictures you took,"
"They'll be up soon. Promise," she answered him while taking a bite of the pizza in her hand and taking back her phone when he gave it to her. "But we gotta get out of here now," she said while nodding to her left. Bruno stood by the door with a bound and naked Flag Girl over his shoulder. Smiley had Shield's weapon strapped to her back and Flag Girl's belt over her shoulder.
"All right, see ya later," Mack said before Smiley and Bruno began walking away.
"It seems you had a productive meeting, ma'am," Bruno said to her.
Smiley simply grinned and opened the pizza box for him.
"No, thank you, ma'am," he said upon looking at half a pizza covered in pepperoni and sausage. "I prefer vegetables on mine."
"Weirdo..." Smiley muttered to herself before closing the box. As they made their way toward the exit, they passed a room where several naked men who stood around Shield. The redheaded teen was on her knees, covered in cum, and had a cock in her mouth and one in each hand, while several men stroked theirs around her.
"Bye guys!" Smiley called out to the men. She received several goodbyes in response.
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"Hey, what's your name on PicShare?"
Bruno looked up from the trunk of the car to see Smiley pointing her phone at him. "BigBrun0, ma'am. No space and with a zero," he answered while putting Flag Girl in the trunk.
"@BigBrun0 doing the important work. #Onemoreleft!" Smiley captioned the picture before sharing it on her page.
"This is certain to draw Ms. Americana out," Bruno said after closing the trunk.
"That's the idea," Smiley answered while uploading the other pictures.
"Then you either defeat her, or it's right back to prison."
"I'm not worried about Ameri-skank. She'll go down like all the others."
"And what will you do after?"
She paused and looked up at him. "After...?"
"When you've taken your revenge on Ms. Americana and do that thing we have to do. What comes next?"
Smiley thought about it for a moment. "I don't know," she admitted "Let's worry about that later."
"It's good to have something to work toward is all, ma'am. Idle hands and all," Bruno said before getting in the driver's seat and starting the car.
Smiley stood by the idling car and thought about his words, then her phone buzzed in her hand. She looked at it and found several new notifications. One of her pictures, showing an unconscious Flag Girl covered in Mack's cum, had the comment:
"This time you've gone too far!" - TheRealMsAmericana
Another, the picture of Bruno putting the girl in the trunk, had the comment:
"That is IT! You're going to regret the day you were born!" -TheRealMsAmericana.
Smiley's face lit up with an ear-to-ear grin. "Game on, you oversized bitch," she replied. She then sent the Star Spangled Heroine a private message. "Tomorrow night. The corner of 12th and Stinson in the Founder's Quarter neighborhood."
The reply came almost immediately. "Good. Let's settle this once and for all."
Smiley simply laughed before jumping into the back of the car.