At the dentists mercy

I'm lying on the dark red dental chair, my ankles and wrists are firmly strapped and there's also a tight belt around my belly ... The last thing that's fixed is my head, a belt over my forehead ... Escaping is impossible. I feel sweat on my back and on my forehead ...

My mouth is now spread open with a dental gag, I feel how my jaw is maximally opened for a good view for the dentist. Powerless, vulnerable. Then the dentist suddenly stands behind me, she pushes a button and the chair is reclining way back. I am powerless as my body follows the chair. I see how she snaps on the latex gloves over her bright red painted long nails. I feel how a shiver goes through my body.

So we'll take a look, she says as I hear how she grabs a mirror and pick from the metal tray. Open wide, ohhh you already opened. She laughs at my vulnerable position. .... she bends over me, and I see her beautiful white teeth in a friendly but evil smile. I smell her perfume when she hangs over me. and feel how the mirror goes into my mouth .... Then I feel how the pick starts scratching my molars looking for cavities. My many fillings scratched one by one. I try to catch her eyes but she's focused on my teeth ... Sometimes she puts the pick between my molars and pushes. I can't help to moan a bit as she does. ... I feel more sweat on my back and forehead ... So powerless ... .