Alternative Therapy

Tanya nodded and closed her eyes, letting the music ease her back into a state of semiconsciousness. She felt soft hands on her arm an opened her eyes. The redhead was smiling at her, undoing the button at her cuff. She watched in an almost disinterested way as the girl placed her hand in a metal cuff lined with satin, and secured it to the arm of the chair. She pulled against it idly, but her hand was held fast. On the other side, the tall blonde was securing her other hand in an identical cuff.

"Wha...?" she managed.

"Shhh, relax baby," the redhead said in a soft French accent. "It's only to keep you from moving quickly and hurting yourself."

As Tanya watched, the black girl secured her left ankle to a similar cuff at the foot of the chair while Sonja did the same with her right. The redhead locked a metal collar around her neck and Tanya felt the first real misgivings. She and Richard played bondage games in the bedroom, but she rarely let him secure her this soundly.

"Doctor?"

"Relax, Tanya. The restraints are for your own protection. I'm going to be working in your mouth with sharp instruments. If you jump, I could cause serious damage. Now, take a very deep breath and open wide."

Tanya opened her mouth, and Dr. Taylor slid a clear plastic device into her mouth, and then buckled it behind the housewife's head.

"Comfy?"

She tried to respond, but the device held her mouth open and her tongue down. The dentist fixed a mask over her nose, and Tanya heard the hiss as the lean doctor opened a valve.

"Just nod or shake your head," Kelly said as she opened her instruments. "Good."

The four women stood around, staring at Tanya's lush body with hungry looks. Kelly glanced up and gave an almost imperceptible nod.

"Now, you just relax. I need to go see another patient, but the girls will take good care of you," Kelly said and breezed out of the room.

Tanya closed her eyes and tried to relax, just absorbing the soft music and the leaden feelings in her limbs. She felt vaguely euphoric, and each breath seemed to remove her further from reality.

She was only vaguely aware of movement and pressure at her feet. It took a great deal of effort to rouse herself and open her eyes. The tall blonde was pulling her left shoe off, and Sonja was peeling her ankle sock off her right foot. The redhead had Tanya's right sleeve rolled up and was gently stroking her inner arm with her long finger nails. Sotina was also stroking her inner arm, but using the soft pads of her fingers, rather than the nails.

Delicious ripples of sensation impressed themselves upon her consciousness, and she was vaguely surprised to hear a soft moan escape around the plastic thing in her mouth. Tanya felt the blood rush to her cheeks. How on earth could she be moaning in this situation? What would the hygienists think of her? She knew two weeks of celibacy would be bad, but she couldn't believe she was so horny that she was getting aroused here, of all places.

Her mind snapped to attention when she felt a soft, warm tongue on the sole of her foot. Her eyes shot open and her head came up, stopped suddenly by the collar. Gretchen smiled at her and continued to gently tongue her toes.

Sonja was massaging her other foot, working deeply into the muscles in her arch. Tanya started to speak, but was having trouble forming words around the dilator. Her unintelligible mumbling was cut off with a gasp, as she felt a tongue glide over the crease of her inner arm.

This is insane, she thought as she watched helplessly Sotina caught two of her fingers in one hand, her thumb in the other, and slowly sucked Tanya's extended middle finger into her mouth. The sensation of that soft, warm mouth on her finger seemed to cause a reaction, not in her hand but in her suddenly awakened pussy.

Four soft tongues on her body at once was a new and utterly strange sensation. Eight hands, gently caressing, deeply massaging, teasingly flicking over her body were providing an influx of stimuli she was unaccustomed to. She strained unconsciously at her bonds, shifting her weight, and testing each of the manacles that imprisoned her. If her tormentors noticed, they gave no sign.

The tall blonde was lovingly bathing her foot, pushing her tongue between Tanya's toes, and occasionally sucking them into her warm mouth. Tanya had never thought of her feet as an erogenous zone, but the ripples of pleasure the girl's tongue was producing were undeniable.

Sonja continued giving her a light massage, now using mostly her nails.

Sotina sucked Tanya's finger, treating it like a miniature cock, rolling her tongue over and around the stiffened digit. Cheryl licked her upper arm, gliding back to the crease in her inner elbow occasionally, and caressed the skin of her forearm.

The whole situation was surreal, but the influx of pleasure was so powerful she couldn't doubt it. Her mouth was dry, and she had trouble swallowing, but that minor discomfort was less than a nuisance, compared to the ripples and jolts she was feeling.

She jumped again, when she felt a delicate finger trace along her collarbone and down her chest to the valley between her now heaving breasts. Cheryl smiled impishly at her, and deftly undid the top button on Tanya's blouse. Her hand retreated, tracing along the top of her breast, and back to her upper arm. Tanya was watching that finger so intently that she didn't notice Sotina's hand until a second button was opened.

She looked down to see that her black satin bra had been revealed where the cups came together and exposed some of her creamy skin. She tried to speak again, to stop this, but her mouth was so dry that she couldn't even get the words to begin to form.

Tanya let her head fall back, and stared up at the large dome light that hovered above her head. She felt more buttons on her blouse being undone, but was helpless to do anything about it. The thing that was more disturbing, though, was that she was actually having a hard time convincing herself she wanted to do something about.

She felt the coolness of the room on her tummy and breasts as her blouse was pulled all the way open. Hands seemed to be everywhere, caressing her arms, legs, tummy and sides. Tanya gasped when a hand cupped her left breast, and then gently squeezed. The pure sensation was overwhelming and she felt a deep desire to just let go and give herself to it.

Tanya felt fingers dig into the tight waist of her jeans, and opened her eyes just in time to see Sonja pull the button open. The Indian girl smiled at her and teasingly pulled the zipper down. Her view was blocked when Sotina moved from her place near Tanya's arm to bend and sensuously lick the redhead's bottom lip. Cheryl moved her hands to Tanya's full breasts and began to gently knead them, brushing her palms over the sensitive and now painfully stiff nipples.

Sotina's pink tongue made a slow circuit of Tanya's lips, and she felt a tremor run from her lips to the small of her back, causing her to arch slightly. This motion thrust her breasts up against Cheryl's hands, strengthening the already powerful pleasure coming from them.

She felt her jeans being tugged down her legs, along with her panties. The shock of cool air on her moist pussy seemed to snap her out of the trance she was in, but before she could understand what was happening, her pants and panties were off and her ankles were securely back in the manacles.

Sotina moved to her ear, and began to worry the lobe with the tip of her tongue, growling softly. Goose pimples rose on Tanya's body as the girl's long tongue moved down her jaw line to her neck. She could see down her body again, past her well-trimmed pubes and the angry red lips of her pussy, as the tall blonde touched the controls on a box in her hand.

There was a slight hissing sound, and Tanya jumped in alarm. The chair slowly opened, drawing her legs open and at the same time pulling her body down. When the blonde put the control box down, Tanya found her legs widely splayed, her pussy exposed, and her ass hanging slightly off the chair.

Her chin was now held firmly against the foam rubber lip of the collar, and she could hardly see any of what was being done to her.

Sonja and Gretchen knelt, and Tanya closed her eyes. Even expecting it, the shock of their warm lips and tongues on her ankles caused her to moan loudly.

Sotina moved back to her ear, alternately licking and nipping the sensitive skin.

"You just relax, sugah. Let yoself go," she whispered in a deep, but pleasant voice.

In one of those strange clarion moments of lucidity amidst arousal, she wanted desperately to say, 'as if I have a choice!', but before she could even think it, the haze of lust shrouded her brain again.

Tanya had always been a bit submissive, but this put her most lustful and decadent of fantasies to shame. A beautiful girl, tonguing her ear. Another beauty giving her breasts a gentle, but through kneading. And not one, but two girls, licking up her inner legs, apparently planning on meeting at her now well lubricated pussy.

Both tongues on the skin of her legs were leaving trails of fire that seemed to add to the heat in her pussy. When they both crossed her knees and made contact with her inner thighs, the housewife and mother of two was rocked by a shock so powerful it resembled an orgasm. The girls continued their progress, licking, kissing and nuzzling as they moved towards her now molten cunt. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to gain control of her undulating hips.

"Don't fight it, baby girl. This is only the beginning," Sotina whispered in her ear.

Tanya felt her anus rhythmically contracting and her hips bucking. She felt a tinge at the small of her back that seemed to be a focal point for the tension building in her body. She felt the girl next to her head move, and opened her eyes. Sotina was staring at her, her deep brown eyes locked with Tanya's and held her gaze for a moment. The next instant, the black girl pushed two fingers between Tanya's slick lips.

That contact triggered a violent contraction deep within her pussy, followed by several more. A sphere of pure bliss seemed to expand from her center, radiating through her arms, legs and breasts. No sound issued from her throat, but it hardly mattered: inside, she was screaming.

This wasn't just a big orgasm. It was a monster orgasm, the kind that usually came only after three of four smaller ones had her body primed.

Sotina continued to press inward, against the slippery flesh surrounding the redhead's clit, and those two tongues never missed a beat, each closing on her pussy. Cheryl's hands never stopped working her now outrageously sensitive tits.

As the blasts of pleasure faded to ripples and the spasmodic jerking faded to occasional tremors, the black girl withdrew her fingers. The orgasm, for all its intensity, had done nothing to assuage the need Tanya felt. If anything, it had only heightened her desire for release.

Still reeling, she felt the two women between her legs meet. She opened her eyes in time to, just out of the corner of her eye, see them kiss and then dive into her pussy.

Nothing in her previous experience had prepared her for that. Two soft tongues, licking her lips, parting them, lashing her clit, wiggling into her tight passage, occasionally giving her a brief respite from the pleasure as they crossed each other and paused for a kiss. She cried out when two fingers, side by side, slipped into her.

They took up an opposing rhythm, one sliding in as the other slid out. The soft tongues and lips still licked, kissed or nibbled. She felt like a soda bottle being shaken until the contents were under so much pressure something had to give. Tanya groaned and gasped as her lower body came unglued. Her hips bucked frantically, and spasms of bliss tore at her sanity. Only the restraints kept her from bouncing out of the chair, and, being immobilized, helpless, only added to the almost unendurable pleasure.

Gretchen stood, suddenly, and left Tanya's sensitized pussy to Sonja. The Indian girl wasted no time in adjusting her position and trying to bring Tanya to her third orgasm. She used two fingers to pry the housewife's sticky lips apart, and then sucked her now erect clit into her mouth. Using the flat of her tongue, she began to wildly lap at the erect bud as she applied a gentle suction.

Tanya gulped air, and tried desperately to speak. It was too intense, the pleasure almost unbearable. The sensations were ragged, blurring the lines between agony and bliss. Just when she thought she couldn't stand it anymore, that it must cease or she would go insane, she felt the muscles in her body knot. The tension was so great she felt as if her skin would be ripped off. The burst of pleasure when they released was epic.

Her mind seemed fragmented, blasting off in a thousand different directions at once as wave after wave of nerve twisting pleasure tore at her consciousness. Individual sensations stood out, in stark relief, against the swirling maelstrom that engulfed her. Cheryl's fingers teasing her nipple through the satin of her bra, a single lick as Sonja's madly dancing tongue made contact with her clit, the warmth of Sotina's breath on her ear. Individual straws in a hurricane. Frozen moments in time. Single drops in a flood.

She was panting and twitching as she came down off the high. Cheryl pulled her bra beneath her breasts, and began to suck and tongue one of her large nipples, while Sotina did the same to the other. Gretchen had removed her lab coat to reveal her naked body beneath it, perfect, soft and sensuous. Her long legs were highlighted by a soft blonde pubic triangle, her breasts were full and firm.

Gretchen was buckling on a strap-on harness with Sonja's help. When it was on, Sonja moved to the same side as Sotina. Gretchen smiled brilliantly as she stepped between Tanya's spread thighs and stroked the imposing red jelly dong. Sonja leaned over her body and pried her lips apart, while the blonde stroked the head of the cock up and down Tanya's slit. She was dying to be filled, and could only watch as the tall girl found her entrance and the big cock slammed into her.

She was well lubricated, and it met little resistance, going deep into her pussy. Before she could even grasp the new sensations, Sonja leaned over and began to lash her clit with her talented tongue.

Time seemed to lose all meaning, as the blonde mercilessly pounded into Tanya's yielding body. The tongue on her clit while she was getting fucked triggered yet another orgasm, or perhaps it was the soft mouths so lovingly teasing her sensitive nipples that sent her over. Her mind fled from blissful peak to even more unbearably lofty peak, as orgasm came upon orgasm.

They overlapped, mixed, mingled, and pulled against each other, sensation blending into sensation, until it felt like she had been cumming for hours on end.

She didn't notice Dr. Taylor return to the room, nor did it register when the chair tilted back fully. The sound of the drill was lost in the rushing sound that filled her ears, mingled with the moans of the girls and Gretchen's grunts of effort. The doctor was doing something in her mouth, but it was a mere irritation in the back of her mind. In a disinterested way, she noticed the Bunsen burner go on. In the same disjointed manner, she saw the white-hot probe enter her mouth, and saw the smoke. The smell of aroused pussy was so cloying in her nostrils that she never smelt the burning odor.

She was still having trouble making her mind work, when all the girls stopped. The manacles were undone, and Cheryl helped her get dressed while the others left.

She was dazed, and her legs felt like rubber when Cheryl half led, half carried her to Dr. Taylor's office. The tall doctor was sitting in her chair when Cheryl helped Tanya sit. Before leaving, the redhead gave Tanya a deep kiss and comforting pat on the shoulder.

After a few moments of silence, the tall doctor handed her a prescription, which she took automatically, still in shock.

"That's a prescription for ten more Percocet. You really shouldn't need them, but just in case."

Tanya, finally found her voice.

"What the hell? You practically rape me and now you are dispensing medicine like nothing happened in there!"

Kelly removed her glasses and caught Tanya's eyes. She held them for a long time before she finally spoke.

"Did you experience any pain?"

Tanya's moth flew open, but no words came. A puzzled expression crossed her face and her brow knit.

"No... No, I didn't," she said, her confusion evident in her voice.

Dr. Taylor stood up and turned to look out the window, clasping her hands behind her back.

"The human mind is a wondrous thing, and highly efficient," she began, "but it has limits."

"What's that got to do with... this?" Tanya retorted.

"Have you ever cum so hard that you bit your lip? Or dug your fingernails into your palms and didn't notice until much later?" the doctor asked quietly.

"Of course," Tanya replied, again thrown off her indignation by the tall dentist's soft and reasonable voice.

"Pain is a thought. Pleasure too. In fact, every bit of stimuli you receive can be broken down to a thought. A single electrochemical reaction in your brain. Synapses fire. Chemicals are released and up-taken. Current flows. It's an incredibly engineered system, but it has a limit. What happens when you surpass that limit, Tanya? What happens when there is too much incoming stimuli?"

"I don't know. I guess some of it gets ignored?" she said in confusion.

"Precisely. We are learning now that people who are in extreme pain can be distracted during therapy, with virtual realities that work better than medication. So, why not dentistry, the most feared and painful of all routine medical fields? Two years ago, I decided to find out. I applied for a research grant and got it. My first patient was a good friend and very butch lesbian. The technique was crude, then. Basically, my receptionist volunteered to have sex with her. When they were both at the peak of their orgasms, Candice rolled onto her back and opened her mouth, while Mandy continued to ride her. It worked," Dr. Taylor said, sitting back down.

"Your mind can only handle so much stimuli. If you are experiencing strong pleasure, minor pain will get ignored. If you are experiencing enough pleasure, even major pain will get ignored. Pain-free dentistry, not because you are out cold, but because you are experiencing such pleasure that you just can't process the pain."

"But... why women? I mean... Why not four cute guys?"

"Have you ever met a man who could keep his mind on pleasing someone else for four hours and hold off his own pleasure?" she asked arching an eyebrow.

Tanya was silent for a long moment, but then her lips curled into a smile. The tall dentist smiled with her.

"Me either. One reason I'm glad I'm gay."

"But, I'm not," Tanya half protested.

"You would have a hard time convincing anyone who saw you during the procedure of that," Kelly said.

"Well," Tanya hesitated, "I have to admit. I've never cum like that before."

"While you're remembering that," the tall dentist said with a saucy grin, "I suppose now would be a good time to tell you that you are going to need at least four more canals done."

"I can't wait," Tanya said, surprising even herself when she realized that she meant it.

-Finis