In Lex's basement

When rocketgirl woke up she freaked out, her face was covered and it was almost completely dark except for two holes over her eyes. The heroine tried to move but found herself restrained. Her arms and legs wouldn’t move. It felt like they were secured at the wrists and ankles. She started to breath heavily and had to tell herself to calm down or she’d hyperventilate. Rocketgirl closed her eyes for a few moments and gathered her thoughts before opening them again. Trying to look around she realized her head was covered by a mask, judging by how it looked and felt from the inside a gas mask she guessed. One that had the large rubber faceplate that covered the whole face except for the eye lenses. As she breathed she could hear the sound echoing through the tube of the mask. Rocketgirl tried to move again and figured she was probably restrained. Judging by the feeling against her back and the tingling on her front, she guessed she was stripped naked.

“Ah you are awake.” Professor Lex stood over the bound heroine and looked down at her through the eye sockets of the gas mask. “You are probably wondering where you are and what you are doing here. Since you had found out about me, I couldn’t let you tell others, so I had to bring you here. You are in my basement, I live alone on a large acreage so no one will come looking for you or hear you here. Not that it matters, you won’t resist for long.” Lex laughed. Rocketgirl then heard the sound of a valve turning and the hiss of something moving through the tube connected to her mask. In a matter of seconds the air smelled and felt different. “You see I have been working on a gas to turn my female students into mindless sluts. I have been tired of you and those like you looking at me as some pathetic old man. Now you will do what I want. I plan to sell you out and retire on the money.”

Rocketgirl shuddered as she felt Professor Lex’s hand caress her body. He was rubbing her stomach just below her large breast. She could feel his fingers tracing along below tit. “Soon the gas will overwhelm you and then all you will want to do is whatever I say. I will post your picture and bio on a website for meetings along with other female students that will be my slaves. All someone who wants you has to do is pay me with their credit card.” Lex said as he stroked his finger around Rocketgirl’s nipple. “You alone should bring in a hefty sum, and once I have several students I will be making much more than I ever could teaching or for research. I’ll be able to retire to a nice tropical island.”

Rocketgirl squirmed at the old man’s touch. It was becoming harder for her to think straight, she figured it must be the effect of the gas. She was trying to determine if there was any way she could escape, if she could get the latch on the cuff holding her wrist with her fingers.