Melissa glanced at the clock while finishing up on the patient in the chair. It was nearly six, and she normally would have been home by now. But this patient came in the office only minutes before closing complaining of a toothache. And Dr. Roger Coast, Melissa's older brother, was willing to stay over to help. Of course that meant that Melissa would have to stay as well. Melissa was the only dental assistant who was a salaried employee. All of the others were paid by the hour, and staying over would mean overtime. But Melissa had agreed to go salary and do her part to help her brother.
Roger had a good practice going. But three years earlier his wife divorced him. Taking the house and half of everything else, including their bank account. Roger had to buy her out of his business and had been struggling ever since to get everything back in order. Only recently were signs of full recovery and imminent prosperity being seen.
Melissa wasn't really in any hurry to go home anyway. The 27-year-old was currently living with only her cat ever since her husband was deployed overseas eight months ago. He still had ten more months before coming back home. So Melissa usually only sat at home feeling lonely with nothing to do. So working late with her 31-year-old brother was usually okay with her.
But tonight was an exception. Not because of staying late: But because of the patient: John, was a new patient. He had no insurance and promised to pay by check if the bill was more than the cash he carried. Melissa guessed him to be in his late thirties or early forties. He was homely and unkempt, and somewhat vulgar.
Melissa caught him rubbing her crotch when she was over the armrest of the dentist chair. She knew that incidental contact was commonplace when leaning over patients and trying to get into a good position to work in their mouths. But Melissa had been in the business long enough to know the difference between a nudge and a rub. And the second time it happened her attitude towards the patient was altered.
Of course, knowing and proving are two different things. So Melissa hadn't said anything to her brother. But she was no longer polite to the grubby patient. And there were ways of working in a man's mouth that could cause more discomfort than necessary. So she was certain that John was aware of her displeasure.
John looked up into the face of the pretty woman working on him. Melissa was very attractive. She had dirtyblond hair, pulled back in a ponytail. Green eyes and just a hint of freckles that made her look younger than she really was. Her body was slender, but sexy. Her breast were smaller than he liked. He guessed them to be borderline A or B cups.
He couldn't resist the temptation to rub her crotch when she was so close to his hand. And even now, with her uncaring attitude and treatment of him, his cock was rigid over the embarrassment he was sure he had caused her with his actions. John enjoyed being dominant with women. He had little luck with the prettier ones, but often found women who, while not attractive, could satisfy his desires. And he had committed a couple rapes in his time as well. He often had fond memories of a pair of college girls in his past. But that was another story. Now his mind was only on the pretty Melissa. He wondered if she had noticed the bulge in his jeans.
His tooth had been repaired by the good dentist. All it had needed was a filling. The doctor had left to tabulate his bill while Melissa finished up. John arose from the chair and wiggled his jaw, wondering how soon the Novocain would wear off. He hated that puffy feeling in the left side of his mouth.
"Thank you for 'everything', Melissa." John said with a sneer. Knowing that she would understand.
Melissa was not oblivious to his comment. But she just nodded and went about her business of picking up the tools that had been laid out.
"There is no need to be so rude, my dear. I think someone is in need of a good fuck."
Melissa spun around. "How dare you. We stayed open late to help you out after everyone left and you insult me like that."
"Now I know that you need a good fuck." He said.
Melissa turned to leave the room, willing to wait until he had left before coming back. She had taken only a step before John's hand wrapped around her face, covering her mouth, as his other arm came around her front and pulled her back.
Melissa tried to break free, but the stronger man spun her around and dropped her onto the dental chair. She then saw the pocketknife in his right hand.
"Not one word, or else I use this."
Melissa froze at the sight of the knife. She decided to play it safe, knowing that her brother would soon be returning before anything could happen.
John grabbed a roll of medical tape and wrapped it several times around each of Melissa's wrists and the corresponding armrest until her arms were securely bound. Needing more tape he began going through the drawers until he found another roll. Just then the door opened and Roger walked in.
"What the hell are you doing to my sister?" Roger yelled, rushing John.
Roger was a good dentist, but the 31-year-old had trained in medicine and not fighting. John was both bigger and stronger and quickly wrestled Roger into the chair in the corner before grabbing his knife again.
"You just hold still, Doc. All I want to do is tie you both up and leave without paying."
"He's lying, Roger!" Melissa cried out.
But Roger had little choice in the matter. He sat still while John used the second roll of tape to secure his arms and legs to the chair.
Returning to Melissa he said, "Let's see what we have here."
Melissa screamed as Roger began cutting her srub top down the middle, revealing her bra covered 34-A breast. He then placed the knife between her tits and cut the bra loose, exposing her tits.
"Small, but very nice." He said, cupping her right tit in his hand. Melissa felt her nipples harden as he fondled her.
Then John pulled off her shoes and began tugging her scrub bottoms and panties off in one motion She kicked and struggled but was unable to prevent him from stripping her bare.
Melissa tried crossing her legs to hide her exposed pussy. John stood over her, admiring her neatly trimmed bush.
"I see I'm going to have to make you spread those legs." He said. Then grabbed a third roll of tape. He grabbed her right leg and pulled it up so that it was bent upwards until he had her ankle near her wrist. Then taped it to the arm of the armrest. Once finished, he went around the chair and did the same with her left leg. Now Melissa had both legs spread far apart so that both her attacker and brother had a full view of her pussy.
She continued to cry out, insisting to be set free. John rummaged through the dental tools then found something of interest.
"This may not shut you up. But if you want to keep your mouth open I'll make sure that you can't close it at all." He said, holding up a dental gag.
Melissa struggled, but John was able to force the gag into her mouth, locking it in place so that her mouth and, more importantly her teeth, were forced to remain open to his satisfaction.
"Please, leave her alone." Roger begged. But John ignored him.
John pinched Melissa's nipples, tugging at them until she winced.
"You don't like having your nipples pulled. Well let's see how you like this?" He said, grabbing the suction hose that Melissa had used to suck spit out of his mouth during his procedure. "You took some delight in sucking my tongue with this a few times and pretending it to be an accident. Well now turnabout is fair play."
John placed the end of the tube against Melissa's right nipple. She tried to struggle in a vain attempt to escape, but John held her tit firmly as he forced her nipple into the tube. Then he reached up and flicked the on switch.
Melissa cried out as the suction grabbed hold of her hard nipple and pulled it a quarter inch or more deeply into the tube before stopping. The suctioned continued to pull at her nipple and there was no escaping it.
John found another suction tube. And repeated the process with her left nipple. Now Melissa was rolling her head back and forth as the pressure pulled at both nipples. She felt as if they would be ripped from her tits.
John manipulated the controls to adjust the chair so that Melissa's head was lying all the way back and giving him easy access between her legs. She closed her eyes trying to escape the constant tugging on her nipples, then jerked when she felt his tongue running along her pussy.
John ignored the numbness as he licked Melissa's sweet pussy. The girl struggled against her bonds as he began caressing her clit with his tongue. Melissa had wanted this ever since her husband had left. But not this way. Worse, the sensation in her nipples was having a duel effect. On what hand it was very discomforting. But on the other, it was stimulating her body more than she would have imagined. Now, with him eating her pussy at the same time, Melissa could feel her body responding against her will.
She was relieved when he quit licking her cunt after only a couple minutes. John arose and left the room and she thought that he was going to flee. But her hopes diminished when he returned a minute later with something long in his hands.
"This is, but it should work fine." He said, holding a plastic broom from the cleaning closet.
John placed the edge of the broom handle between her pussy lips and slowly began inserting it into her pussy.
"No, please!" Melissa begged through her openmouthed gag. John put several inches of the broom handle inside her, then guided the tool tray closer to her and lowered it enough to lay the rest of the broom on. He grabbed more tape and taped the broom onto the tray, and locked it in place so that Melissa was stuck with the broom handle inside her.
He then reached for the air tool, the one used to spray air into a patient's mouth. He placed it very near her clit and squeezed the trigger a couple times, adjusting the nozzle until he had the correct angle. Then taped it down on her and pressed the on button.
