Unmask her

The Scarlett Widow thought about how she could keep Miss Patriot in her clutches. She could always keep her in bondage, lord knows she'd get her kicks putting the heroine in multiple unpleasent bindings just so she could watch her squirm, she also wanted have complete control over her. **** her to pleasure her as her ****.

As her eyes ran up and down the heroine, her eyes fell upon the blue mask that cover the upper part of her face. A wicked smile spread across the villains face. Reaching up, she gingerly took hold of the heroine's mask and slowly pulled it out of place. She didn't take it off completely instead choosing to let it rest in the heroine's luscious copper hair. Truth was, she didn't care who Miss Patriot was under the mask. She wanted Miss Patriot. Not whatever unimpressive civilian she was in her private life.

Getting off the bed, she pulled out her cell phone and took a few pictures of the maskless heroine from different angles, making sure that she got as many shots as possible so that anyone who saw the pictures an knew who the heroine was under the mask would realize who she is. She also took a few pictures of the rest of heroine. Taking great satisfaction in all the lipstick marks she had covered her body in.

Once she was satisfyed that she had enough pictures, the Widow got back on the bed and pulled the Heroine's mask back into place. "That's better. You are very beautiful Miss Patriot but masks are more fun. Mystery is so sexy." Looking down the heroine's body, she thought about stripping the heroine out of costume completely. She was basically naked as is but she decided against it. It would be much more fun to make her take it off for her willingly. "You're mine now Miss Patriot. And I'm never going to let you go." She said as she gave the heroine a slow kiss before getting up and leaving her to sleep.