The waiting room was cold, as was typical of a dentist's office, and the long low drone of the fluorescent lights overhead hypnotized most into a daze. The sterile linoleum room was graced with old magazines and pamphlets to pass the time, along with a small flatscreen television that cycled endlessly through the same commercial.
Serenity watched it attentively as she adjusted her small black skirt over her neon stockings. Silently she bit her lip and stared as the message repeated, and a soothing female voice spoke over video of tight surgical gloves working on an open mouth with various dental tools.
"Doctor Derek Larson has been studying orthodontic medicine for the past 5 years, and graduated with honors from the Princeton school of dentistry..."
Serenity shifted in her chair and mindlessly pulled at her braid of fiery red hair as she watched the steady hands dexterously explore and probe the anonymous mouth with shiny metal instruments.
"...the utmost care is taken when it comes to your teeth! Remember to schedule an appointment every six months to ensure optimal treatment. Here at Cardinal Dental Group, we want to make you smile."
The message was corny, certainly, but the accompanying visuals sent a warm reverberating tingle up Serenity's spine. She soon found hot saliva filling her mouth, and she continued to cross and uncross her long, clean-shaven legs.
"Serenity?" The middle-aged nurse opened the door and called her name.
She snapped out of her trance and looked around the room to find several people staring at her. A small boy in a baseball cap and his accompanying mother gave puzzled expressions.
"Serenity?" The nurse repeated and raised an eyebrow at the spindly goth girl in front of her.
She rose from her seat and corrected a black spaghetti strap that fell from her shoulder. She realized then as she wiped the saliva from her lip that she had been drooling with her mouth agape.
"Sorry, I'm ready." she said wiping the spittle on her skirt.
The nurse only eyed her over and sighed, before leading Serenity to the exam room at the end of the hall. "Doctor Derek will be with you in a moment. Please, have a seat, and uh, make yourself comfortable."
"Thank you." The nurse closed the heavy wooden door before she could get the words out.
Serenity shrugged and threw a heavy rubber platform shoe over the reclining chair, and slid herself into the hugging plastic cushions. Hiking up her skirt she reclined and looked up at the huge exploration light overhead. Nervously she tapped her hands on the armrests, and began to fidget. Anxiously she looked over at the metal instruments already aligned on the cart next to her. They were so shiny, and sharp, and...phallic.
She soon found her fingers sinking into the hem of her skirt. She couldn't help herself; there were so many toys she wanted to be used on her. The water pick glistened in its holder, and Serenity imagined it spurting tiny jets of liquid and air, as she pawed her pubis, and clenched her teeth.
In an instant the door swung open and Serenity jerked her hand out of skirt, and huffed nervously.
"Hello, Serenity." Derek did a double take as he closed the door behind him. "You just had an appointment three months ago. Are you having problems? Tooth pain?"
"Y-yes. One of my molars, it's a deep throbbing pain."
"That's really curious. On your last check-up you had one of the cleanest mouths I'd ever seen."
"Thank you...I'm not really sure what's causing it."
"Really? We'll have to check that out for you."
Derek removed his glasses and cleaned them on his lab coat. He was barely into his thirties, and sported rich black stubble on his chin. His eyes were a deep hazel, and his hair was styled into a small fauxhawk. Serenity could see virginal innocence in those eyes, a sort of studied intelligence unmuddled by debauchery.
Derek gathered a stool from the corner of the room and sat at Serenity's side. Carefully he maneuvered the cart of tools by him. "If you want lay ba-"
Serenity threw herself back into the chair, causing her skirt to ruffle, and opened her mouth wide.
"Uh, ok. Just let me get my gloves on."
Serenity shivered as she heard the sharp snap of rubber over his hands.
"Are you okay?" he continued, "You are shaking a little bit, there's no need to nervous."
"I'm just a little excited."
"Excited? That's a new one." Derek pulled his green surgical mask over his mouth. "Just let me know if there's anything I can do to make you more comfortable."
Serenity quickly ran her tongue over her teeth before she felt the tiny round mirror click softly among them. She felt the plastic on the back of his gloved hand gently squeak as it raked across her top row of incisors.
"Woah," Derek said pulling his hand out, "you are drooling like crazy. I'll have to get some suction."
Serenity squeezed the armrests tight under white knuckles as Derek hung the salvia sucker tool on the corner of her lip. She felt the eager vacuum tug at her gums, as Derek went to busily scraping her teeth with the tiny metal sickle.
She was in love. The probing tool tickled every tooth she had. Every second was a sprinkling of fantastic tingles against her enamel that echoed into her gums and jaw. She shifted and churned in her seat, causing her black thong to ride up her ass and tighten on her pussy.
The best part was the sound. The internal symphony of scratches on her smooth unprotected teeth was like magic in her brain.
Without even realizing it her eyes had rolled back in her head. As the crisp air dried the remaining saliva into a thin shiny coating that made her teeth even more sensitive.
He had reached her molars now. Diligently he clawed the metal pick against the varying cusps and ridges, when she suddenly felt a small pain cut into her fleshy pink gum.
"Ow." Serenity began to taste the small drop of blood. It tasted like iron.
"Oops, I slipped." Derek immediately grabbed the salvia sucker and vacuumed away the red droplet. "You were shaking so much, and I, -I slipped. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
