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.
Part 1 - Mike and Carla
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
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
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
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
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
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.