So my dear Ms. 'Super C,' I finally have you right where I've always wanted you: Bound, helpless, and that pretty little red mask just begging to be removed.
Ha Ha! There's nothing you can do to keep me from unmasking you at last and finding out just who you really are! Look, Super C... I'm touching your precious mask. You're frightened now, aren't you, my voluptuous prisoner... yes, trembling at the thought that I'm finally lifting your mask... that you're about to be exposed... Hmm... I love tormenting you my sweet, tugging at your mask... But the time for play is over! Now to unmask you, heroine!!
At last! I did it! I unmasked Super C, my arch nemesis! Now let me get a good look at your pretty face, my sweet... Ha Ha! I can't believe it. This is better than I even hoped for. Super C is really Diane Chamberlain, the snooty prude reporter who is always trying to bring down my vice empire in this city. Now I can have my revenge on both of you at the same time!! Ha ha ha!
Let's get some photos of this celebration, shall we. Especially of your lovely face, eh? The whole world will want to see who you are, you know. But in honor of your years of reporting on me I'll just make sure your boss at the the paper gets a special collection featuring his star reporter -- in and out of her mask!
Yes, this shot shows you off quite well, Ms. Chamberlain. I think I'll recommend it for the front page!
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