Ms. Marvel and Spider Woman: Forced to Perform!

Ms. Marvel and Spider Woman finally were defeated and captured! The criminal gang cheered and gave cat calls as they were securely manacled and chained together. "We got ya' now, super babes!" they taunted the gagged women. "C'mon boys! Now let's unmask 'em and see who they really are!!"

The filthy thugs swarmed over the helpless women, knocking them both back to the floor. They could do nothing as they felt men's hands grasping at their masks, tearing them and their costumes like wild animals! Fear shot through them! In a few seconds they would be unmasked! Their secret identities would be known to all!

But then a commanding voice rang through the room and the merciless attack stopped instantly. It was the Big Boss.  "Gentlemen, gentlemen! Is this anyway to treat our lovely guests? Come, raise them to their feet now."

Spider Woman and Ms Marvel both exhaled. They were shaking like they never had before. They had thought they were doomed at the hands of all those men. Now they stood before the  head of the east coast's biggest crime syndicate. However gentle his talk, they both knew he was a sadistic, psychopathic killer who loved more than capturing and torturing his enemies. What would he do to the two superheroines now?

The boss slowly walked over and silently examined his prisoners, fingering the battle damage in their costumes, including their masks. Would he expose them then and there? Then he smiled tightly, and moved away.

Taking his plush recliner, calling to his men to take their seats too. The two women stood before them in front of the screen of a large, state of the art home theater, complete with theater seats. The heroines were in the Big Boss' personal Man Cave, and tonight they were the show.

"Just sit back and relax for a while, boys. Help yourselves to my eats, drinks, and cigars. These two lovely women will be providing our entertainment. Let's just see how long they can stand there like that... especially if I activate some of the "tools" hidden the walls, floor, and ceiling. Remember the Wasp? Yeah, she didn't last too long before we knew all of Ms. Van Dyne's secrets."

"Keep your heads still ladies... or those masks might just slide right off... exposing your pretty faces to the criminal underworld. There's no telling what could happen if they find out who you are... Heh heh heh."

[Nudity] Maskerada: Lifting Her Mask!! (Series 6)

 (Next episode in 10+ comments. Mr.S. wanted me to include this: "Any comments are welcome, as clean as they are or as dirty as they want them to be.")

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"No, please, don't unmask me! Don't! Untie me, let me go! You've done enough, haven't you? Please, you've done enough to me!" Maskerada was totally engulfed in her terror that her true identity being revealed.

"Now, at last, Ms. Maskerada, your mask is going to come off!" Mr.S. reached for her chin and took the fabric of her mask between his thumb and index finger. Now even he was trembling -- with excitement! He had fantasized about this moment for years and now it was actually happening. He had to make this last as long as possible, remove her mask slowly, so he could savor it like a fine wine. Thank god it was being recorded. And the best part was that it would hideously torture Maskerada!

 He began to pull the mask up. In Las Vegas hundreds of criminals fell silent, their mouths hanging open at the sight they were finally seeing. On the Jumbotron the fingers in the tight close up slowly began lifting the iconic mask. You could hear a pin drop. And then, gradually, Maskerada's chin became visible. This was really happening! They could see that she was shaking, that her chin was trembling. The sound was perfect too and the thugs could hear her short, rapid breaths. Somewhere in the darkened stadium, someone whispered, "Oh... yeah!"

The nude, helpless heroine was frozen with fear now as she felt her mask actually being taken from her, being gently tugged upwards to finally expose her face. It was almost to the edge of her lower lip now. "P- p- please?" her shaking, jiggling, staccato voice said. She forced herself to speak through her fear. "P- please, Mister S --"

"That's Master S to you now, sweet tits!"

"Yes...M-master... S," she said. "P- please, can't we w- work something out? I'm begging... Master." Her eyes were squeezed shut as she spoke these words.

"Like what?" Mr.S. asked. His fingers still slipped her mask inexorably upwards, now revealing a delicious pair of lips. Cool air brushed against them, torturing her with the fact that hundreds of thugs could see them now. She only had seconds before she was fully unmasked!

"M-money! I can get you as much as you want!" she cried. Seeing that that didn't move her torturer she pleaded, "I- I could work for you... join your organization! Just please don't lift my mask any farther!"

"Yeah, your powers will eventually come back from what I hit you with, so you'd probably be a good addition to the organization. But... nah!"

Mr.S. resumed unmasking his powerless captive. He exposed her mouth completely and now the tip of her nose came into view. He was so close to finally seeing her face!

"Wait!" Maskerada screamed, almost hysterical. "Wait! Don't unmask me!" With a mighty effort she managed to calm her voice. "In addition to the other, I..." her voice choked as she fought back tears. "In addition... I will give you... myself. Master. For the rest of my life. To do with as you please."

A sadistic smile crept over Mr.S.'s face. "And what about my boys?" he demanded, sweeping his arm toward the cameras that connected to the Jumbotron.

Maskerada's eyes grew wide with horror. "Oh, god..." 

He had broken her.

Leaving the weeping girl half unmasked, the lower part of her face clearly exposed for all to see, the fiend stepped back to give his viewers in Sin City a wide view.

"So, what's your choice, my fellow enemies of our helpless guest? All the money we need, a supervillainess in the organization, and all of us get to take turns with Maskerada as much as we want! I get first dibs, of course.

"Should we take Maskerada's offer and let her keep her precious secret identity? Or yank this mask off her pretty face and find out who she is?"

The Humiliation of Maskarada! (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3 of our story, "The Beautiful but Cocky Maskerada." Thanks for all the comments so soon yesterday. Remember, 8 or more comments, suggestions, drooling over Maskerada, criticisms, etc. moves us to the next chapter. YOU control our heroine's fate!!!

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With his arch-enemy finally in his power, Mr.S. has vowed to utterly break Maskerada down and destroy her completely. And she is powerless to stop him. He slowly reaches for her black bikini bottom...

Maskerada gasped. "No! No, please don't undress me!"

The wicked Mr.S. took the tie on the right side of the helpless woman's thong... and tugged. "I've always dreamed of capturing and interrogating you Maskerada, to learn your secrets. And now I have my chance. I'm going to find out every one of your secrets and vulnerabilities my dear... starting with the most intimate."

With a slight pull the ribbon of fabric loosened and came free. Maskerada flinched at the sensation of one of her articles of clothing being tugged open by a stranger. "No" she squeaked and pressed her legs together even more tightly.

"Now the other," Mr.S. murmured to his prisoner. He enjoyed slowly narrating every step of her degradation to her, describing in detail what he was doing to her. One gentle pull and the string came free.

Both strings lay dangling tauntingly from her thighs. The tiny slip of fabric that still barely covered her slipped down a little...

Maskerada's breathing was fast and sharp. Her arms thrust severely back and tied to the back of the chair, she could only squirm desperately but vainly as her enemy mercilessly toyed with her loosened thong. Panic consumed her. Her most intimate area had never even been glimpsed by a man. She had diligently protected her virtue throughout her career. But now Mr.S. could easily slip them off at his pleasure.  "Please... don't take them off," she pleaded pitifully. But she steeled herself inside for the inevitable unveiling she knew would come next. A single tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

Mr.S. smiled. "We shall come back to this," he said softly. "You have other secrets I must learn too... Your mask for instance."

Maskerada's eyes grew wide beneath her mask. Being unmasked was her greatest fear. She even feared it more than the awful violation he had just threatened her with, though not by much. Her masked eyes locked in terror with his. He knew her thoughts, and savored them. She knew it.

"But," Mr.S. continued gloatingly, "But first, I am going to have a look at what you're hiding up here, Ms. Maskarada!." His hand suddenly forced its way behind her and grabbed the string of her bikini top! He yanked it roughly.

"No!" she cried.

"Yes, my dear! And now let's have a good look at the great Maskerada's breasts!!"

Will Maskerada's nubile body be completely exposed to Mr.S.' lecherous gaze? Will all her secrets be revealed -- including her face? A mere 8 comments gets us the answer to these and other titillating questions!

Catwoman Kidnapped, Drugged, and Her Mask Removed!

As an added bonus today, here is a little gift from Nostalgic Source -- some of his earlier work. I have to say, this girl is definitely one of my favorite Catwomen!

And that's not all! Tomorrow: "Catwoman vs. Thor!"

Unmasked and Abused by Poison Ivy!

It's Movie Monday again!

Looks like Ivy has special plans for StarFire... starting with unmasking her!

Darkbat Unmasked by Her Worst Enemy!

Hmmm... I wonder who DarkBat really is behind that mask. Let's just find out!

[Video] Dark Knight Damsel Revealed for All to See!

It's Movie Monday!

Dark Knight Damsel is beaten, paralyzed, taunted, and finally... unmasked! We linger over her exposure, savoring it 5 times. And then, to complete her humiliation, Dark Knight Damsel is dragged out onto the city streets and paraded about with her face revealed for all to see!

Batgirl: Trying to Conceal her Identity!

Beaten, unmasked, and left for dead by a gang of crooks, Batgirl feebly attempts to put her mask back on before someone finds her... She's depending on the good-hearted citizens of Gotham City to protect her identity and get her to Batman for medical treatment... surely none of them would take advantage of her in this condition...

(A donation by Nostalgic source)

Arachni-Girl Unmasked by the Question!

Her famous proportional speed and strength of a spider gone, Arachni-Girl was now just an ordinary and very exhausted masked woman. But The Question wasn't done with her yet...

 "I have always wanted to ask you a question, my dear Arachni-Girl: Who are you behind your mask? Well now that I've sapped you of your powers and beaten you, it looks like I finally have the perfect chance to unmask you! C'mon heroine! The cameras are waiting!"

"C-- cameras?" the weak and bruised girl cried. "No! You can't! Please, if you take off my mask I'll be ruined!"

Ruined you say? Tell us more Arachni-Girl. You heroines are always so paranoid about having your true identities revealed. Tell us more about how this will ruin you. Inquiring minds want to know!"

"Please, Question, I'm begging you! You don't understand! If you unmask me on camera I'll be completely vulnerable.  People will discover who I really am and track me down! And my enemies will find me and take revenge on me. There's no telling what they'll do to me! So, Please! Whatever you do don't take off my mask!"

"Thank you. Thank you for explaining that, Arachni-Girl. It gives us all a better understanding of the terror you would go through... if I DID THIS!!"

"No, no! Question please NO!!"

With a quick movement Question grabs the powerless girl's mask and begins pulling it off her face. Arachni-Girl screams as though she has been run through with a sword.

"Ha Ha! So that's who you are, eh Arachni-Girl? Well, now let's stand you up so the whole underworld can finally see your pretty face! Here, I'll help you... heh heh heh!"



"Question! You monster! How could you do this to me?? You're destroying me -- and enjoying it! Please let me have my mask back before they see me!"

The heroine's eyes were filled with helpless tears as her tormentor tried to pull her in front of the camera and expose her secret to the world.

"When I'm having such a fun time with you beautiful! I hardly think so!"

"Gotcha!" The Question murmured into her ear. "Now look at the camera... Heh heh heh! I've finally won at last, Arachni-Girl!  And now... to throw you to the wolves!"

Squirming, crying and begging for some shred of mercy, the defenseless beauty was cruelly shoved into the waiting camera, exposed without her mask. 

"And now fellow criminals and super villains, I present your most hated foe as you have always wanted to see her: Unmasked! I am sure that some of you recognize her pretty face. Yes it's true! Arachni-Girl is actually Elise Graham, the District Attorney!!"

Silver Flame: Gassed and Unmasked!

Silver Flame makes a deal with a black market dealer to take a brief look at crucial documents he has. But as she peers into his briefcase a thick cloud of gas billows into her masked face, leaving her weak and helpless. Now the villain can get what he came for: the mask of the Silver Flame!

Silver Flame: Gassed and Unmasked by unmasker

Batgirl in Unfriendly Hands

A creepy villain called The Strangler had the upper hand over Batgirl, causing her to pass in and out of consciousness through skillful squeezing of her throat. She was at his mercy.

"So, feeling a little weak, a little vulnerable are we? What better time to take a peek behind that pretty mask and find out who you really are, eh?"

After having his fun, Strangler unceremoniously dumped the unconscious, maskless girl in a corner of the darkened parking structure... where some curious passerby could find her in the morning.

(Trivia: For some reason, this was the single most popular photo on the first Unmasker's Domain, so I'd better put it up here too.)

[Nudity] The White Bunny: Caged and In Peril!

Just contributed by El Dentista:

Imprisoned in a cage and striped of much of her costume during her capture, the White Bunny is menaced by her cellmate, a large, powerful cyborg who is obviously quite aroused by her. But the first thing he wants is her mask!

[The nudity is brief shots of Bunny topless]

White Bunny Heroine Unmasked by tusken_x