The Seductive Dentist

Samantha lay back in the dentist's chair, her heart pounding in her chest. She hated the dentist, but the Novocain had dulled her senses and she was almost relaxed. Almost.

Dr. Sinclair leaned over her, his large, dark eyes flashing. "Are you comfortable, Samantha?" he asked, his voice deep and soothing.

She nodded, trying to keep her eyes open, but the drugs were making her sleepy. "Y-yes," she slurred.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her thigh, sliding up her skirt, and she jerked awake. "W-what are you doing?!" she gasped.

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What happens next?