Penelope's Visit to Hypno Dentistry

Chapter 1

by GlassO

Tags: #cw:noncon #dom:female #f/f #sub:female #pov:bottom #sub:male

Penelope wasn’t afraid to admit she was a bit of a scaredy cat.

Maybe more than a bit, if she was being honest with herself.

And nothing terrified her more than the dentist.

Maybe clowns.

Thank goodness there were no dental clowns, she thought to herself as she stepped off the elevator in this rather sterile medical building. She looked at the arrow directing her to suite 1410.

The 14th floor.

Actually the 13th floor, since there was no 13th floor.

Hope that’s not unlucky.

Penelope had been terribly unlucky with her last dentist, Dr. Delgado who tried her best to keep her calm and at ease for just her routine cleaning, but Penelope had recoiled and almost bit her fingers off when she heard the whirring sound of the cleaning device. Penelope was terribly apologetic, and Dr. Delgado was very forgiving and very kindly towards Penelope. In fact Penelope thought that maybe Dr. Delgado had a little crush on her, the way she looked at her. Perhaps it’s just the way dentists look at you. But Penelope could have sworn Dr. Delgado was thinking about what it would be like to kiss her.

Which made Penelope all the more nervous. She’d thought about girls in that way for a while now, but was far too shy to act on those thoughts and feelings. She wished she had the nerve to talk to girls. But it was so much easier to just let boys talk to her. Modestly, she had no lack of male attention. Her prominent bust ensured that. She just wished her generous breasts wouldn’t attract the worst kind of men. Men who thought of nothing else but getting into her pants.

Penelope saw Dr. Delgado sneaking a peek at her breasts, but that was normal. Women looked at her all the time, either out of curiosity or jealousy. Only recently did it occur to Penelope they might be looking at her with lustful intent.

Penelope was surprised when Dr. Delgado told her that she would be cleaning Penelope’s teeth personally, rather than having one of the dental hygienists do it. She said she was concerned that Penelope had not been to the dentist in some time and wanted to give her personal attention. Penelope told her about her fears and nervousness, and how much courage it took just to book this appointment.

Dr. Delgado did her best to calm her. Penelope was comforted as she leaned on Penelope’s chest as she was about to begin. Penelope even began to entertain some lustful thoughts, which made her feel terribly guilty.

But then, the whirring sound...and the spell was broken.

And so, this was how Penelope found herself at Hypno Dentistry, at Dr. Delgado’s insistence.

She opened the door and walked in.

For the most part, it looked like a normal waiting room. Several chairs; a sofa, a coffee table with outdated magazines. Art work on the walls, though they seemed to be ‘hypno’ coded. Spirals, pocket watches and crystals seemed to be the prominent theme. Penelope snickered a little to herself about that.

The odd part about this waiting room were the patients (at least Penelope assumed they were patients!) slumped in various positions around the room. Four women and one man. One woman had her head in the lap of the woman sitting next to her, and that woman was slumped over her lap visitor’s body. Like lovers.

And they were all wearing VR visors. And headphones. It was an eerie scene for Penelope. A little scary. Was this what hypno dentistry was?

As she stood at the door absorbing this scene. A hygienist (at least Penelope assumed it was a hygienist) came in from the inner office and walked over to the sleeping man who was laid out in an easy chair. He had a hand raised high over his head. She was carrying a small microphone and spoke into it softly.

“Michael,” she said, “I want you to drop even deeper into hypnosis and follow my suggestions. Nod your head if you understand.”

Michael nodded helmeted-head slowly.

“Very good,” she continued. “You’re doing very well. You may lower your arm now.”

Michael’s arm slowly drifted back into his lap.

“You’re an excellent and cooperative patient. I’m going to remove your VR device and lead you in for your cleaning. You will remain deeply in hypnosis, following your suggestions.”

Michael nodded again and the hygienist removed his helmet and ear phones. Michael’s eyes were half lidded. He appeared to be completely unaware of anything happening around him.

“Stand for me Michael and follow me, please.”

Michael stood and walked after the hygienist. Penelope let out a small gasp when she noticed he was sporting a very firm erection that was tenting his trousers. She felt herself blush, but was silently thankful that the other women in the room had not noticed as they were all deep into their own hypnotic trances. She wondered if his erection was just a product of being asleep. She thought about her last boyfriend who used to develop intense erections in his sleep. Sometimes they’d fall asleep cuddling and later that evening she would be awoken by his cock poking at her butt. This always aroused her terribly, and she would often silently masturbate while fantasizing taking advantage of the situation. Though one time in a rare moment of boldness she reached between her legs and guided him into her. She loved that feeling of being filled. Like being hugged from the inside. As she rubbed herself, she squeezed him gently down there. It must have triggered a wet dream because he soon ejaculated forcefully into her which made her feel powerful and desirable. In the morning he told her about his intense sex dream. He seemed slightly confused that the bed was not wet. She felt slightly guilty. But only slightly. She never told him what she had done and she had never dared do it again.

Seeing this stranger’s erection brought all these thoughts in Penelope’s head and she could feel herself getting aroused by the memory, which of course made her even more nervous. She almost didn’t hear her name being called.

“Penelope?” came a voice from the reception area.

“What?” Oh yes, that’s me. I’m Penelope. I have an appointment. I was referred by Dr. Delgado. Hi. Uh...say...uh...what is...” Penelope looked over their shoulder.

The receptionist giggled. She must have been used to this reaction from new patients.

“Oh, they are being brainwashed into taking better care of their teeth!”

“What?! Uh...is that ethical..I mean..wait...you’re kidding aren’t you?”

“Doy!” said the receptionist, rolling her eyes. “They are undergoing the hypnosis process using our VR Hypno program! We used to hypnotize our patients the old fashioned way, but that could be terribly time-consuming, so now we just set up patients with this VR set up, and let them drop on their own.

“I see,” said Penelope feeling a little more ease, more curious than apprehensive now. “How do you know when they are in hypnosis?”

“Well, getting a patient into hypnosis isn’t that difficult,”the receptionist said excitedly,” it’s getting them into a depth of trance that makes the dental process completely painless that’s key!”

“Really? Hypnosis is easy...uh...Carol?” asked Penelope reading her nametag.

“Terribly easy! Here I’ll show you! Do you have a strong imagination Penelope?”

“I think so.” said Penelope as she had just so recently recalled her nocturnal adventure with a sleeping man’s cock.

“I thought so!” said Carol. “So here’s what I want you to do...” Carol stood up. Penelope was surprised how tall she was. And busty. Even voluptuous. Penelope looked up at her.

“Look at my eyes, Penelope.” Carol said with sudden seriousness. Penelope felt conflicting emotions of nervousness, silliness, and arousal. Really? Look into my eyes? Penelope looked into her eyes.

“Now I would like you to lift your right foot off the ground, hold it in the air for a moment, then lower it again.”

Penelope did ask she was asked as Carol watched.

“Wow, you are suggestible,” laughed Carol. “See? Easy!”

“That wasn’t hypnosis! I just did that cause you asked me to!”

“You followed the suggestion! Textbook hypnosis! You’re gonna be so easy to put under. I’m sure your hand will be waving in the air in no time!”

“You’re just teasing me, aren’t you?” said Penelope, genuinely amused by this person who seemed to be enjoying her job.

“Yes..fine...I am being a bit silly, I admit....”said Carol. “But humor me with this. I want you stand upright, feet slightly apart...”

Penelope moved into position. She was not aware how keenly Carol observed her taking instruction; how quick she was to obey.

“Now what I’d like you to do is tilt your head down and focus on your right foot.”

Penelope obeyed.

Carol continued. “And as you focus on that foot, I want you to imagine what it would feel like if it were made of heavy, heavy lead. A solid piece of metal that was so heavy, and so solid that you could not possibly lift that foot. Imagine that. Imagine how it might look. Imagine how it might feel, cold and numb...

Penelope stared intently at her foot, her imagination engaged fully, fueled by curiosity. What would happen? This wasn’t really hypnosis...was it?

Carol studied Penelope. Watching her intensity. She lowered her voice.

“And when you are so certain that the foot is so heavy and numb, so leaden that it would just be impossible to lift it...I would like you to try and lift it...but only when you are certain that it will not move.

Penelope thought about her lead foot even more. She could picture it inside her shoe. Solid grey lead. Metallic. Like that girl in Goldfinger, but with dull powdery lead. It was so clear in her mind. So she decided to give it a try. Of course she’ll be able to move it.

Of course.

And of course, it refused to budge. As hard as she tried to lift that leg, it just would not rise. Not in the slightest. She smiled. Kind of amazed.

“It’s stuck!” she said gleefully.

Carol smiled back. “So you can be hypnotized! Congratulations!”

“But I don’t feel hypnotized! Everything feels...normal. Except my foot is stuck! This is weird.”

“Hypnosis..at its core, is really just the unconscious mind over-riding the conscious mind. You are imagining something and your conscious mind has gotten out of the way to allow this imaginary thing to be real. Our patients are deeply relaxed because that’s how we need them for the dentistry. Those are the suggestions they are following right now, which is why our waiting room tends to look like this. And not only will they be able to disregard pain, discomfort and anxiety, they will also have no memory of their time in the dentist chair. They will awaken here and the time will just be missing. It’s really the perfect means of dealing with skittish patients....like yourself.” Carol smiled. “Look at me Penelope.”

Penelope looked away from her foot and up at Carol.

“When I snap my fingers your foot will no longer be made of lead. It will be foot again and you’ll be able to move it normally and naturally. 1...2...3!”

SNAP

Penelope didn’t feel any different, but she gave her right foot a tentative try, and sure enough, she could move it once more. She gave quiet applause to Carol. Carol smiled and did a small curtsey.

“So...on to brass tacks...” said Carol as she started retrieving the copious amounts of paperwork Penelope had to sign...

Penelope filled out the forms at the reception window with Carol, who pointed out where to sign, where to date, and where to initial as they chit chatted. Penelope felt oddly safe with Carol. This cheerful woman who seemed genuinely happy to be helping her. She blithely signed without reading. For a dental cleaning, there were an awful lot of forms.

Penelope completed the forms and sat down in the lobby. It was odd sitting amongst the 4 hypnotized women. 4 very good looking women, she noted. Actually, come to think of it, the other patient, the one with the impressive erection, was pretty good looking too. Maybe this practice only takes good looking patients. She smiled thinking had made the cut, but laughed at how ridiculous the idea was. She grew more anxious and excited about the prospect of being hypnotized. It was so strange how easily Carol had done it. She did have a very good imagination. Right now she was thinking (in a slightly guilty way) about that man’s erection. It was wrong of her to fantasize about his cock. He couldn’t help it! Just as she couldn’t help that she was getting a bit aroused by all of this. There was something terribly arousing about being helpless like this. So vulnerable. She wondered what it would be like. To be put under like this. To be made to obey.

She looked over at the woman slumped over on the lap of the other woman on the couch. That was an awfully short skirt to wear to the dentist. Penelope didn’t think she even owned a single skirt that was above the knee. It kind of sends out a message. She straightened her own skirt and waited.

Presently, the slumped over woman raised her hand. Penelope thought she heard her moan a little. The same hygenist (well Penelope assumed it was a hygienist) as before came out and stood before her. She spoke into the small microphone.

“Very good Mary,”she said softly. “You have reached the deepest levels of hypnosis. You are such a good girl, you may lower your arm now slowly. I want you to count backwards from 100, and let every number take you down even deeper, even deeper down.”

Penelope watched as the girl’s arm floated downward. She was also a little surprised by hearing the hygenist use the term “good girl.” It sounded so...condescending.

Penelope heard Mary counting softly with a slurred a sleepy voice.

The hygienist smiled and turned to Penelope.

“Isn’t that the loveliest thing you’ve ever seen?” she asked. “A patient deep in the embrace of hypnos, blissfully unaware of the root canal that’s ahead of her. Mary used to have such a marked aversion to the dentist. Terrified really. But look at her. Like a peaceful lamb. That will be you soon Penelope. In a place of deep, unaware bliss. Doesn’t that sound nice?”

“Uhhh...”Mary wasn’t quite sure what to make of this. It seemed...off. But she was determined to be brave. To try this thing. She would not be afraid. “Yes...she does seem rather peaceful.”

“Yes!” the woman said forcefully. “Peaceful! That’s a very good word to describe the hypnotic state. Peaceful! I imagine you are looking forward to be put in this peaceful place, aren’t you, Penelope?”

“Yes,” Penelope said with a touch of apprehension. The woman must have sensed it and moved quickly to put her at ease. She kneeled down so she was at eye level with Penelope.

“Don’t be nervous, Penelope” she said. “I’m sorry, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Dr. Grant. I’m in charge of the hypnosis regiment here at the office.” She offered her hand. Penelope reached to shake it automatically...but something went askew.

Before she could clasp Dr. Grant’s hand, Dr. Grant’s other hand intercepted her wrist and gently, but purposefully raised and turned her palm so it was about a foot from her face. Her right hand was pointing at Penelope’s palm. Dr. Grant spoke quickly.

“Look at your hand Penelope. Focus on it. Notice your vision get blurry as it gets closer to your face, and when it touches you, I want you to close your eyes and drop into trance.”

Dr. Grant gently moved Pene’s hand closer and noticed her eyes trying to focus on the close object. Her mouth was agape as if she wanted to say something but was at a loss for what to say. Pene’s eyes began to flutter as her hand was almost there. She did not even notice Dr. Grant’s other arm sneak behind her neck.

“Sleep!”

Penelope was hardly aware of what was happening. The quick jolt that lunged her forward into Dr. Grant’s arms and into darkness. She vaguely heard the doctor’s words. Something about falling deeper, dropping down. Something about how nice it felt to go deeper and to let go. How safe she was. How well looked after she would be. She was not aware of the VR visor being fitted over her face or the earphones placed over her ears. The next conscious thought she had was when she struggled to open her eyes and saw endless stars. They were slowly rotating. Like a timelapse of astro photography. Like she was floating in space but in the center of it. There were soft voices speaking to her, but she could not make out what they were saying. The voices seemed to be coming from everywhere...and nowhere. The voices did not seem to be important so she ignored them.

And then she heard Dr. Grant’s voice. Her voice was important. It drew all of her attention.

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