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STORY Nr. 1 "At the dentist"
Eighteen years now I visit the same dentist, a female dentist.
In the treatment room I have always seen an old-fashioned anesthesia machine,
made by the company Draeger.
This time as I sat down in the chair, however, the machine was nowhere to be seen.
The doctor greeted me warmly, as usual, and started with the routine dental
examination. "We need to treat a few tooth necks," she said to me.
"Should I give you a shot?"
Gathering all my courage together, I asked "Do you not use gas anymore?"
She smiled at me and said, "Of course. Would you like to use gas?"
"Why not? Gladly" I replied.
The dentist had already pressed the button to call the assistant.
My head began to sweat. Just the thought of being about to be under the
influence of nitrous in the chair raised my blood pressure and something else..
The female assistant entered the room. "Please get the machine,
with Mr ... we will use gas" the dentist said.
"We have used it twice already this morning" she added. A few seconds
later the assistant wheeled the Draeger anesthesia machine into the room.
The tubing, the nasal mask, the rebreathing bag...
The trolley was pushed behind the dental chair.
Tubing readied, tank pressure checked...
"You are a diver, aren’t you, Mr ..., so you must be used to wearing masks,
and you are used to breathing from a tank."
My pants became tighter, my pulse rapid..
"This is the nasal mask" she said and pressed a mask without tubing over my nose.
"Oh, a bit too small !" reaching with the other hand into a drawer,
she took out another mask, this one slightly larger, and applied it over my nose.
"This one fits perfectly!" both dentist and assistant agreed.
"We will use a different mask at the beginning, however, this way you can breathe through your nose and mouth."These words barely reached my ears when I noticed the assistant’s left hand
approaching my face, holding a black rubber anesthesia mask.
Slowly she pressed the mask firmly on to my face. Smiling at me from the side,
she asked "Is this ok ?" The mask pressing firmly against my face,
I managed a muffled "yes, that’s good." The nitrous flowed slowly into the mask.
The smell was fantastic. After a short while, I heard the familiar buzzing.
The assistant gazed into my eyes.. "How are you doing, Mr ...?" I nodded.
I don’t need to describe how things were doing in my pants... "Please increase the gas"
I heard the dentist say to the assistant. The nitrous began to take full effect.
The voices sounded farther and farther away... The sensation in my legs was like lead,
and my head was slightly numb.
Booming from a distance came the words "Now switch to the nasal mask, I think he is ready."
The assistant removed the anesthesia mask, pushed the nasal hood over my nose,
moved the tubing over my head and tugged it secure with a fastener.
The nitrous took full effect. The only thing I noticed was that she put in the spreader.
The exam light disappeared under a band of colors.
There was a change between a state of dazed stupor to unconsciousness.
At times I sensed nothing, neither the sound of the drill nor the voices.
I could no longer judge time nor space. My head was held in place by the tubing which
was fastened to the headrest. I felt like heaven. Was I already there?
The numbness had spread throughout my body from top to bottom.
The nitrous narcosis was super. Slowly I awakened out of the twilight.
"Please apply the anesthesia mask again and begin with pure oxygen,"
boomed a voice from the dentist to my ears. The nasal mask was removed by the assistant.
Moments later she pressed the full mask once again firmly on to my face.
And what does she do next? – she takes a rubber harness and fastens it from behind
my head forward to the mask. Tightening the straps she said
"Now you get five minutes of pure oxygen and then you’ll be fit." The assistant left the room.
Only the dentist remained. A few times she smiled into my eyes and inquired how I was feeling.
I felt it difficult to converse from under the firmly strapped oxygen mask.
I looked at the clock. Forty-five minutes had passed. After an additional five minutes,
the dentist loosened the rubber straps from the mask and asked me to stand.
"You didn’t feel any pain? Is everything alright? You see, nitrous oxide is still one of the best
methods of pain reduction. If you would like, in the future we can always do procedures using gas.
Have a nice day." She shook my sweaty hand and said goodbye.
This is a true story.
I have neither added to nor falsely described any of it.
Atomage
STORY Nr. 2 "She is at the dentist"
It was mid morning when I showed up at the dentist’s for the dreaded root canal therapy. At the last examination, the doctor had told me the x-ray wasn’t promising; a partially broken tooth needed serious treatment. The dentist strongly recommended sedation in addition to the standard injections. The procedure would last about an hour and a half. With mixed feelings I made the appointment.
The dental assistant Lisa showed me to one of the treatment rooms in the back. She asked me to sit down and relax, the doctor would be in shortly to start the procedure. As she snapped on the latex exam gloves I felt a tingle of anticipation. Slowly she lowered the chair back until I was almost lying down and asked me to open my mouth. Mmmmh the smell of the latex gloves and the taste as she probed the area gently, a mirror in the other hand – this glove almost touched my nose... I wanted to suck on her gloved fingers.... Beginning to sweat, I tried to contain my excitement. From behind I heard the doctor enter the room, making small talk.
"All right now, we have gone over the procedure," he said. He too now took a look at the area with the exam mirror. Again I had gloved fingers in my mouth. His were thicker, and he applied more pressure. I made every effort to keep my tongue still. Lisa was busy with the instruments on my left, preparing the suction tube.
"OK, let’s get you a little more comfortable," she said as she placed the gray mask over my nose. "It will really relax you," she said as her eyes smiled at me, she was already pulling up the paper mouth shield over her nose and mouth.
As I took the first breath through the mask I could feel the intake valve open from the left of the mask and at the exhale the pull of the right side... very erotic... Lisa took a seat to my left.... the doctor on my right... The gas mixture must have been very slight at first because it took a while before the familiar buzzing started. I took full breaths, each time the exam light seemed to be more out of focus as if black and white rings were forming around it. Lisa’s voice sounded next to me as she asked me to open, she started with the suction tube and was blowing air at the broken tooth. Then came the spreader, I noticed the setting was very wide, but my cheeks and lips were already losing sensation. A wave of warmth was spreading through my body.
As the two started placing various instruments in my mouth, the gas was taking full effect. I felt as if someone was lifting me out of the chair up toward the ceiling....up several levels.... I had no feeling in my arms and legs other than warmth. Waves of vibration pulsed from between my legs...and I knew my lips were moist... the desire to touch myself ...move my hips to respond... the desire was intense... still I was rising up levels above the chair and my body was becoming one pulsing vibration... I could hear some of the suctioning but the sounds were almost from the other room it seemed... trying to focus my thoughts to restrain my hips from moving was very difficult... the lead apron they use for x-rays could help – it is thick and heavy ... but these were the only focused thoughts I could remember... the vibrations and the waves of colors I saw carried me to a dreamland somewhere way up in the clouds...
At one point I remember I could feel again the exhale valve on my right draw out my breath. My body was drifting down slowly and I started to feel again.. the spreader was still in my mouth and Lisa was working with an instrument. The suction tube I could feel slightly as she removed it, also releasing the spreader. My cheeks were still rubbery, slowly I could feel them again. My thighs and crotch were still vibrating softly... again I had to stop myself from touching and caressing, massaging the feeling until waves of orgasm would come...I was so close already. As a weak substitute I thought about my breath, drawing it in fully from the mask... I fantasized wildly about enjoying a delicious latex loving session with her...and perhaps with the doctor too... After a few minutes Lisa removed the mask and asked me to wait a moment before trying to sit up. Could she read my mind at that instant, she would have fainted...
