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Subject: {ASSM} A Dentist Visit - Part 1 - Mike and Carla - MC, M/F, F/F, Hypnosis, Gas
Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2001 08:10:02 -0400
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A Dentist Visit - Part 1 - Mike and Carla

By HishnGA <HishnGA@hotmail.com>

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Notes: This story is copyrighted 2001 by HishnGA.
However feel free to post it anywhere that doesn't
have a fee for reading or use adult check, and feel
free to pass it around to anyone you figure could
benefit from the story.

This is my first attempt at a mind control story after
being an avid reader of them for years.  If there is
enough interest I will write additional parts.  If you
have ideas for those parts, please pass them along.

Here is an interesting fact. I'm a real person and
enjoy getting comments on my story.  If you do not
believe this give it a shot and see what happens.
I am at HishnGA@hotmail.com


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Mike and Carla Thompson sat in the waiting room.  They had both come
directly from their jobs downtown.  Mike sat calmly reading the Wall Street
Journal, while Carla fidgeted by picking up magazines, glancing at them, and
then putting them down again.  Carla was the reason there were both there.



Carla feared all things dental.  Not the normal fear most people have, but
the animal fear we each carry deep inside us.  It was so bad that even
simple dental cleanings usually required a diazepam tablet before and
nitrous oxide during.  This was more then most dentists wanted to deal with
and certainly more than any dental plan would reimburse.



They both spent months talking to people, looking for a dentist that
specialized in nervous patients.  And one name had kept coming up, Doctor
Richard Hewett.  He was new to the area but building a spectacular
reputation among those who truly dreaded dental procedures.  Carla had taken
this one open appointment several weeks in advance, and they both rearranged
their schedules to make sure they made this appointment.  Mike was not about
to send his wife off alone to a new dentist.



At precisely 4pm, the doctor walked into the waiting room.  He flashed a
million dollar smile that could only come from being a dentist.  He walked
up to them and extended his hand, "Doctor Richard Hewett, I am pleased to
meet you both."  Carla quickly took his hand in her and shook it saying
"Carla Thompson, I have heard so many good things about you from the other
partners in the law firm."  Carla released his hand and Mike grasped and
shook it, "Mike Thompson, I am so glad you were able to get us this
appointment."  Dr Hewett smiled, "It was not a problem, we usually reserve
these last few Friday afternoon time slots for new patients."  Dr Hewett
surveyed the couple and looked directly at Carle.  "Diazepam and nitrous?"
he asked.  Before Carla could answer Mike spoke up, "Yes and it wrecks her
for days afterwards."  Carle blushed for no apparent reason.  Dr Hewett just
smiled, "Not a problem, we do not use anything with that kind of side effect
here.  You will be fine Carla."



At that moment a nurse entered the waiting room from another door.  Dr
Hewett gestured to the nurse, "This is our new patient Carla Thompson, would
you take her to Treatment Seven.  Her husband and I will take care of all
the new patient paperwork."  The nurse impressed Carla.  She was almost six
feet tall, 50'ish, and rugged almost severe looking in her perfectly pressed
and starched whites.  A small gold nameplate on her lapel read "Susan
Yarrow, RN."  "If you will follow me Mrs. Thompson, " Nurse Yarrow spoke in
a low gravely voice, "we will get you all taken care of."



Mike and Carla hugged and kissed like Carla was being marched to her
execution.  Then Carla visiblely gathered her courage and follow after Nurse
Yarrow through the door to the treatment rooms.  For what seemed an eternity
to Carla she followed Nurse Yarrow through twists and turns until they were
standing in a medium sized room.  The placard on the door read "Treatment
 7."  Carla took in the room and felt herself surprisingly calm.  It did not
look like a dental treatment room.  One wall was completely covered in
windows looking through heavy leaved trees and shrubs.  The door they had
come in through took another wall, and the remaining two walls were covered
in dark wood cabinets, like her office downtown.



And in the middle of it all sat the chair.  Except this again did not look
like a normal dentist chair.  Being a woman of Rubenesque proportions, Carla
hated most chairs.  But this dental chair looked more like a leather
lounger, like you would have at home.  Carla watched as Nurse Yarrow took a
large remote control and pointed it at the chair.  The chair seemed to come
to life whirring, lifting, and almost opening itself to accept her.



"Please sit down in the chair," said Nurse Yarrow.  "Then the chair is going
to configure itself to you, so please do not be alarmed when it starts to
move."  Carla did as she was asked and sat in the chair, taking her
low-heeled shoes off and putting her stockinged feet in the foot rests.  The
chair seemed to pause as she sat there, like it was taking stock of her.
Then the chair began to hum and move.  Carla stifled a short scream of
surprise behind clenched teeth.  She could feel air bladders inflating and
deflating along her back.  She could feel the arms of the chair moving along
with the leg supports as the chair reclined slightly.  Carla was amazed that
she no longer felt like she was sitting on a chair, it was more like she was
sitting in a chair.



Nurse Yarrow opened a wall cabinet to reveal several flat LCD computer
monitors.  The LCD panels displayed various pieces of information that Carla
could not quite make out.  "Very good," said Nurse Yarrow, "You vital signs
look excellent."  Nurse Yarrow turned to address the question on Carla's
face, "The chair has various built-in sensors for monitoring your body and
brain activity.  This is how we can tell if you are properly relaxed before
treatment and if you experience any discomfort during treatment."



Carla was surprised at how comfortable she felt, with none of the terror
usually associated with being in a dentist's office.  Nurse Yarrow walked
toward her with what looked like a large set of earphones with something
that was supposed to go across the eyes.  "This is a sound and light
machine," Nurse Yarrow showed it to Carla as she spoke, "It goes over your
ears and eyes and shuts out everything going on out here.  There will be
sound and lights played through this to help you relax."  Carla nodded
quietly.  "When I put these on you will not be able to hear or see anything,
but you can still talk and you will hear me via a microphone that feeds the
headphone. Do you understand, Mrs. Thompson?" asked Nurse Yarrow.  Carla
licked her lips to wet them and spoke with all the confidence she could
muster, "Yes I understand, go ahead and put them on so we can get this over
with."  Nurse Yarrow smiled and slipped the unit over Carla's head, settling
it into place, and then touched the switch to turn on microphone pickup.
"Can you hear me?"  "YES," shouted Carla without realizing it. "Just nod yes
or no, you shout when you try to speak because you can not hear yourself,
" said Nurse Yarrow.



Carla felt a blush on her cheeks as she nodded yes.  "Is it comfortable?  Is
this too loud?" asked Nurse Yarrow.  Carla shook her yes to the first
question and no to the second question.  "Ok, we are ready to begin.  In a
moment you will notice sound and lights.  If you want to close your eyes, go
ahead because you can see the lights through your eyelids.  Other then that,
relax and enjoy."  With that Nurse Yarrow's voice was gone with a click.
Carla felt her pulse quickening and her breath starting to come fast as
panic tried to come.  Just at that moment light starts blinking before her
eyes.  Colored lights, blinking in intricate patterns.  Carla tried to
follow the patterns but was unable to do so.  She also noticed a soft
humming, or almost humming in her ears that changed every few seconds like
the lights.  Carla was quickly caught up in the lights and sounds and did
not notice her breath and heart rate slowing as she drifted away.



Nurse Yarrow watched the monitors.  She could see Mrs. Thompson body and
mind reacting to the light and sound machine.  She watched as Mrs. Thompson'
s heart rate and breathing first raced, then slowed and stabilized.  From
the EEG readout Nurse Yarrow watched Mrs. Thompson entering a delta brain
wave state, a state of deep relaxation.  Nurse Yarrow allowed a true smile
to cross her lips.  Now she could get to her job of cleaning Mrs. Thompson's
teeth without Mrs. Thompson bothering her.  She removed a pre-packaged set
of dental instruments from the wall cabinet, put an apron on over her
whites, and set to work.



Thirty minutes later, Mrs. Thompson's teethed had been scrapped, picked,
filed, and smoothed.  A fluoride solution had been painted on to them,
allowed to dry, and then rinsed off.  Mrs. Thompson's teeth were now as
clean as Nurse Yarrow could get them, and Mrs. Thompson had never moved or
flinched the entire time.  Nurse Yarrow felt a warm glow of pride at a job
well done.  She cleaned up all her instruments, putting them in bin to be
sterilized and repackaged, removed and hung her apron, and then picked up
the intercom phone to the office.



"Mrs. Thompson is finished Dr. Hewett," Nurse Yarrow spoke into the handset.
"Very good and please proceed to phase two Susan," said the voice on the
other end of the handset.  Susan Yarrow felt a switch flip in her brain and
a warm rush go through her body.  She hung up the handset, and walked to a
cabinet behind the head of the chair, opening it to reveal a nitrous oxide
machine.  With precise movements, she lifted the tubing and connected a
nasal mask to it, adjusting the machine for 100% oxygen and a moderate flow
rate.  Next, she carefully placed the mask over Carla's nose, and secured
the nasal mask with a small strap.  Once Susan was sure the mask was secure
and Carla was breathing normally she walked back to the control panel for
the machine and readjusted the machine to 3% nitrous oxide.  Susan then
turned and watched the vital sign monitors for any adverse reactions.



Deep in her own world of sound and light, Carla barely noticed the touch of
the nasal mask to her face.  She did notice a slight coolness as the nitrous
oxide starting flowing into her lungs.  But then the nitrous oxide's effects
began to take hold and Carla felt herself giggle as she slipped deeper into
the world of light and sounds.



Susan spent two minutes watching Carla's vital signs.  When she was sure
Carla was not going to have an adverse reaction to the nitrous oxide, she
pressed several buttons on the console controlling the light and sound
machine.  This instructed the machine to advance to its next program.



Carla did not notice as the flashing lights and sounds changed slowly and
steadily.  They both now carried messages for her.  Important messages.
Messages of desire, pleasure, touch, caring, love, and release.  Carla felt
carried along on these new messages as they flowed into her eyes and ears.



Susan watched the new program start to run by the changes in Carla's vital
signs.  Her heart rate increased, as did her breathing.  Her brain waves
showed a new pattern, one of physical sexual arousal.  Susan even imagined
she could smell the soft hint of Carla's arousal perfuming the room.  She
walked to the intercom phone again and picked it up.  When she heard it
connect she reported, "Phase two in progress."  "Thirty minutes and come get
Mr. Thompson from the office before proceeding to phase three," was the
response from the handset.



Susan hung up the handset and left the room, closing the door carefully
behind her.  As she did, she knew that she would return to check on Mrs.
Thompson in thirty minutes because Mrs. Thompson was napping, having fallen
asleep during the dental cleaning.  This was common enough occurrence here
and Nurse Yarrow gave it no second thought.



Thirty minutes later, Nurse Yarrow found herself knocking on Dr. Hewett's
office door.  The door opened and out walked Mike Thompson and Dr. Hewett.
"Go with Nurse Yarrow here and she will take you to see your wife Mike,"
said Dr. Hewett said while shaking Mike's hand.  Dr. Hewett turned to Nurse
Yarrow and spoke "Go to phase three upon arrival, Susan."



Susan Yarrow again felt the switch flip in her mind and a much more intense
warm rush spread throughout her body, especially between her legs and in her
breasts.  She smiled warmly at Mr. Thompson and put her hand on his arm.
Then she lead him off through the maze of treatment rooms until they were
standing in Treatment room seven where Carla Thompson was laying in the
dental chair.



"Please sit there," Susan Yarrow indicated a chair in the corner with a
complete view of the room.  As she spoke, Susan was removing her perfectly
starched and pressed nurses whites to hang them on a hook behind the door.
Mike admired the body that appeared from under those clothes, lithe and well
rounded.  The half-bra and thong panties came off as well and were hung with
the rest of the clothes.



Susan then went to work on Carla's clothes, undressing her with a nurse's
efficiency as she lay on the dental chair.  Carla was soon lying naked with
the headset and nasal mask still firmly in place.  Susan then stepped to the
controls for the light and sound machine and advanced it to the next
program.



Carla did notice this change.  Her world of sound and lights changed
quickly.  Now they spoke only of desire and pleasure.  Her arousal was upon
her quickly, more intense and complete then she had felt before.  She moaned
not knowing or caring if she was heard.



Susan watched Carla react as the new program began.  Her own arousal was hot
and wet.  She walked over and draped herself across Carla in the chair.
Susan began with Carla's large and erect nipples, kissing, licking, and
sucking them to the increasingly more vigorous moans of Carla's pleasure.
Susan bit down softly on of Carla's nipples and her moans of pleasure turned
into a scream of ecstasy that elicited a similar scream from Susan.



Mike watched all this with amazement and excitement.  He had already opened
his trousers and was stroking his own cock.  Dr. Hewett had instructed him
not to cum while just watching because Carla was going to need to be fucked
at least once before leaving the office.  So he stroked softly as he watched
Susan pleasure his wife.



Once Carla's writhing had subsided somewhat, Susan kissed her way down to
Carla's pubic mound.  Once there, Susan began an all-out assault on every
erotic location Carla had there.  She kissed, licked, nibbled, caressed, and
pinched anyplace that elicited a moan or scream of pleasure from Carla.
Susan was lost completely in the world of pleasuring this patient she had
been commanded to.  So she kept no track of how many climaxes she gave the
patient or how intensely the patient came each time.  Susan only knew that
she was not to stop until this woman was satiated completely and totally.
And every time this woman came she would also cum.



Mike watched and listened as Susan pleasured his wife.  He could tell both
women were getting tired and were almost spent.  With a final loud scream
both women seemed to collapse and Mike realized they were done.  Susan lay
there for a few minutes, then stood up and stretched.  She had a contented
glaze to her eyes as she moved around the room.  First she removed the nasal
mask from Carla and coiled all the tubing up into the cabinet, putting it
away.  Then she advanced the program for the light and sound machine one
last time.  Finally, Susan took a wet towel and washed herself off with it.



Now cleaned of sweat and other things, Susan dressed quickly and easily.
Then she turned and spoke, "When you hear the tone, remove the headset from
your wife.  Place it on that mannequin head on the desk.  It will take a few
minutes for her to wake up after that.  Then just do what comes naturally,"
Susan smiled warmly.  "Thank you for becoming a patient of Dr. Hewett and I
look forward to seeing you both again," and with that Susan, Nurse Yarrow
slipped out the door.



Mike stood and looked down at his unconscious wife.  He loved her body, even
if she was not happy with it, even more so as it glistened with sweat and
juices.  A tone sounded from the desk and Mike slipped the headset of his
wife's head.  Be careful of the cables he put the headset on the dummy head
and returned to admire his wife.  After a few moments, Carla's eyes
fluttered open and started to focus on Mike.



"Hello there beautiful," said Mike.  Carla smiled and spoke in a stuttering
voice, "M..M..M..Mike T..T..Take M..M..Me," as reached for him.  Mike did
not need a second invitation.  His clothes were off in a heartbeat and he
moved between his wife's legs.  Taking an ankle in each hand, he lifted her
legs high and buried himself to the hilt in her in one stroke.  Carla
screamed in ecstasy, climaxing hard.  As Mike began to make his customary
strokes into her Carla's words came more steadily, "Mike, Mike, Master fuck
me, Master fuck your slave, please Master fuck your slave."  Mike's mind
went blank at these words and he drove into Carla with abandon.  Mike thrust
with all his body and heard Carla screaming in ecstasy over and over again
while calling on her Master to make her his.  Mike as almost to the end of
his endurance and his control when Carla's words came again, "Master fuck my
ass, Master fuck your slave's ass."  This was something Mike had always
wanted to try though Carla had been reluctant.  This was the time, Mike
realized, to fulfill this dream.  Withdrawing from her pussy, Mike lifted
Carla's legs higher and buried himself in her ass.  Carla went wild,
screaming and cumming as Mike held her ankles in the air.  Mike managed a
few strokes before exploding in her ass, adding his howl to her scream.



They then collapsed together into the chair, giggling uncontrollably.  It
took them both considerablely longer to dress then it had to undress,
because there was much kissing and hugging and cuddling as they did so.
Finally most of their clothes were back on in the proper places, and the
extras were stuffed in convenient pockets.  They follow the hallway back to
the waiting area they had begun in several hours earlier.  Dr. Hewett was
waiting there.  He had a small card in his hand, which Carla took happily
and placed in Mike's jacket pocket.  "You have a follow-up examine in eight
weeks," said Dr. Hewett as Mike and Carla passed by.  "We will both be here
Dr. Hewett, you can count in it," came Carla's words as they slipped out the
front door.

End Part 1

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By HishnGA HishnGA@hotmail.com

Here is an interesting fact. I'm a real person and
enjoy getting comments on my story.  If you do not

believe this give it a shot and see what happens.
I am at HishnGA@hotmail.com

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