Mandy's Mental Health Examination (Medical Play in a Psych Ward)

[Sara_Quill]

Themes: Medical Play, Psych Ward, Sedation, Doctor / Patient, Nurse / Patient, Straight Jacket, Hand job.

Mandy's Mental Health Examination

‘Miss Mandy Cobb.’ A relatively young male nurse peeped his head out a door into the waiting room. He looked directly at Mandy and lifted his eyes questioningly. Hesitantly Mandy got up. ‘That’s me,’ she said.

‘Come on in,’ the nurse said.

She followed him into an office stuffed with a desk and a bookcase, both felt too bulky for this space. Then again not everybody was an interior design specialist like Mandy. She sat down on a chair that color wise didn’t match the carpet nor the mahogany wood of the bookcase. She shook her head and urged herself not to be too critical. Although according to her in-laws this was one of the most prestigious private mental health care practices. So it wouldn’t be that weird to expect them to hire an interior decorator and not throw a bunch of random furniture into a little room.

‘Nervous?’ The nurse asked.

Mandy shrugged. ‘Maybe,’ she said. ‘I’m not sure what to expect so I guess I’ll just let it all happen.’

Her eyes ran over the fluorescent lighting, there was so much more that could be done with the space. She forced herself to focus.

‘There’s nothing to be nervous about, I’m Topher I’m going to be right with you throughout the entire process.’

‘So what happens now?’ She asked Topher. ‘I thought I had an appointment with Doctor Alyssa Hughs.

‘That’s correct, I’m prepping you and making sure everything is in order before the doctor arrives.’

‘I thought it would just be a little conversation to map out my issues,’ Mandy said.

‘Uh-uh,’ Topher sounded affirmative. He opened a file folder and ran his fingers over the papers inside. ‘It says you’re here because of possible burn-out, is that correct?’ He waited a moment and Mandy nodded. ‘Hmm-mm, I see. Your vitamin levels are quite low, so we’ll have to supplement that before we start. Are you scared of needles?’

He picked up a syringe that had already been lying on the desk and held it upright to tap any bubbles out of it.

‘Well I don’t typically like to be poked by sharp and pointy stuff,’ Mandy said sarcastically, ‘but I won’t faint or anything.’

‘Roll up your sleeve please.’ Topher said.

Mandy hesitated. ‘Can’t I just take some supplements or something, some of those gummy multivitamins?’

‘If you want to see Doctor Alyssa today, you’ll have to take the shot.’ Topher came around the desk and waited for her to roll up her sleeve. ‘It’s a very thin needle, you’d barely feel a thing, getting stung by a bee hurts more.’

‘Well that’s also not a thing I do regularly just for fun,’ Mandy said mocking him.

Topher laughed. ‘Look,’ he said. ‘You don’t have to. The choice is completely up to you. The thing is Doctor Alyssa won’t waste time on any vitamin deficiencies masking as mental health issues. Her expertize is just too valuable for that. But you can also go home, fix your diet, get your vitamins all back up to a healthy level and we’ll see you in about six months.’

Mandy sighed. She took her blazer off and rolled up the sleeve of her t-shirt. ‘Fine,’ she said. Obstinately she looked the other way, but Topher was right, it was barely even a sting. She thought about her mother in law. A few months ago she’d been bedridden with burn-out and depression, but ever since she went to this place she was back to running her non-profit and organizing one fundraiser gala after the next. She seemed tireless.

‘I’m already done,’ Topher said. ‘You can put your sleeve back.’

Mandy nodded and did as he said.

‘So let’s go over your symptoms,’ Topher sat back down behind the desk. ‘You said you were worried about having a burn-out.’

‘I’m not even sure,’ Mandy said. ‘I don’t know. I’m not bedridden or depressed, I’m just so tired lately, like I can’t get enthused about stuff because all I can think about is how much energy it’s gonna cost me... and then my mother in law, well she came here and she’s like a different person, she turned into a Duracell rabbit with energy for days.’

‘Uh-uh,’ Topher said encouraging, as he made a little note. He looked at her as if he expected her to say something more, but Mandy didn’t know what else to say.

‘I don’t know.’ She said. ‘Maybe it’s not a burn-out, but I would like some more energy.’

‘Well, it’s a good thing you’re here, we can definitely help you with that.’ He talked about the different symptoms a burn-out could have and what Doctor Alyssa’s methods would be as to dealing with them.

As he was talking it felt like her mind zoomed out, the office suddenly seemed small and faraway.

‘I’m sorry,’ Mandy said shaking her head and trying to focus her eyes. ‘I... whew...’ She grabbed her own head. ‘I didn’t quite catch that, I’m sorry.’

‘Mandy?’ Topher said worried. ‘Are you alright?’

‘I don’t know,’ she mumbled. ‘No I think not. I’m dizzy.’

‘Dizzy...’ Topher said as if he was tasting the syllables and trying to understand what was going on.

Once more he came from behind the desk and he squatted in front of her.

‘Do you mean you feel a bit detached and disorientated?’ He asked. ‘With some people that happens as a side effect to the shot, just wait a few minutes and you’ll feel better.’

She tried to focus on his words, she saw his mouth moving and she heard his voice, but still it took her a moment to understand what he was saying.

‘Side effect?’ she mumbled.

‘Some people are a bit more sensitive than others,’ he said.

‘I’m sorry,’ Mandy said. ‘I... I’m not feeling well, I think I’m going to throw up.’

‘You’re not going to throw up, that’s just the disorientation.’

‘I... I...’ Mandy tried to get up out of the chair, but the moment she tried the room was spinning so heavily, it was all turning into a big blur. She vaguely registered Tophers hands guiding her back to the chair. Topher talking to her in a soothing and comforting voice. She didn’t even know what he was saying, but seeing how calm he was did reassure her, she wasn’t going to die, it was just a side effect, it was something harmless that would go away in just a few minutes.

‘Yeah?’ Topher asked. ‘Are you feeling better?’

Her nausea had faded, that was true, but her head was lolling back and forth while this sleepy daze pulled on her eyes.

‘Good girl,’ Topher said. ‘Just stay there, I’m going to give the doctor a quick call.’

Somewhere further down in the office she heard his voice, she heard him talking to somebody, but it was impossible to follow the conversation. Her mind so clouded and misty and that haze seemed to vanquish reality.

‘Mandy, hey Mandy.’ Someone shook her shoulder and when she opened her eyes she looked up into the face of Doctor Alyssa. ‘Are you alright sweetheart?’ Dr. Alyssa asked.

‘Yeah...’ Mandy said. Her tongue was about as languid as her thoughts. ‘No, everything feels weird.’

‘Well done,’ Doctor Alyssa said, she came up out of her squad and then patted Topher on his shoulder. ‘Good job, Topher, she’s completely gone, won’t remember a thing. Let’s help her towards the examination table.’ She put her hand on Mandy’s knee and shook it back and forth. ‘Hey, can you walk, love?’ She brushed a few hairs from Mandy’s face. ‘Come on,’ She said. She lifted Mandy out of the chair, but her knees felt wobbly and unreliable and her body slumped into Doctor Alyssa’s chest. Her face sinking into the big squishy boobs that faintly smelled like vanilla.

‘What’s happening?’ Mandy said. ‘What’s going on?’

‘Shh,’ Doctor Alyssa said with a mollified smile on her face. ‘You’re a bit too drugged to walk, with some people it happens. The shot is supposed to sedate your mind, but one in four also has some weakened muscle tension, just a side effect.’

‘More side effects?’ Mandy said.

Topher and the doctor chuckled.

‘Help me,’ Doctor Alyssa said. Both her and Topher put her arms around Mandy and dragged her through an archway into the little examination room. The transition between the dark stuffy office and the brightly lit white tiled examination room was inexplicable, it was like traveling to a new world, to another universe.

‘What country are we in?’ Mandy asked.

‘Sssh,’ Doctor Alyssa said. ‘Come, hop on.’ She and Topher hoisted Mandy up unto the examination table. Swaying she sat on the padded leather and gently the doctor guided her head down onto the table. The moment she was flat on her back the swirling world and the tingling dizziness were incrementally increasing. It was getting too much and with a helpless moan she closed her eyes.

A little clip attached to her index finger and far away a rhythmic beeping sounded. Hands fidgeted with her trousers, unzipping them, and sliding both her jeans and her panties off her hips. Other hands were lifting her legs and folding her knees open, a cool breeze grazed over her pussy.

‘Huh?’ Mandy said disoriented. ‘What happening now?’

‘Nothing you need to worry about.’ The doctor said.

‘Do I need to give her a little bit more?’ Topher asked.

‘That’s not necessary.’ The doctor said.

‘Isn’t she too lucid still,’ Topher asked?

The doctor pouted her lips and shook her head. ‘Her memory receptors are sufficiently inhibited, and she’s sedated enough to not cause any big issues, aren’t you sweetheart?’ Alyssa lifted Mandy’s torso from the table and quite wobbly and unstable she slouched in the arms of the doctor, while she took Mandy’s shirt and bra off.

‘Why am I naked?’ Mandy asked when she saw her own breasts dangling of her chest, the nipples protruding forward, she grabbed her own nipple and tried to push it back into her boob, she didn’t want the doctor to think she was horny, but it was simply too cold in the little examination room. Her nipples kept fiercely pointing outward and goosebumps ran down her arms.

‘It’s part of the therapy,’ doctor Alyssa said. She gently lowered Mandy’s body back on the examination slab again, folding the back rest completely flat, inviting another wave of dizziness into Mandy’s body.

Alyssa’s hand laying on Mandy’s mount pubis, gently applying some pressure and moving the palm of her hand back and forth, the tips of her fingers grazing past Mandy’s pussy lips. A confusing but pleasant shiver crawled through her spine and involuntarily she moaned.

‘Ssh...’ The doctor said. ‘Nothing to worry about.’ With her other hand she cupped Mandy’s cheek and quite tenderly she ran her thumb over the cheekbone. Mandy felt her eyes roll up into her skull as her mind sank away in this delightful darkness.

Fingers approaching her clit, pressing down on it ever so slightly and making tiny little circles. A jolt of pleasure spread out through her lower tummy and intuitively she lifted her hips up against the hand, her body wobbled and with a dull thud her butt slammed back down.

‘Careful sweety,’ a voice said. ‘Just let us handle it.’

Mandy opened her eyes and noticed she was laying on an examination table, two faces towered over her, looking down.

‘What... Who...?’ She was too groggy to think of the right questions to ask.

‘Ssh, ssh, ssh,’ the woman said.

‘Are you a doctor?’ Mandy asked.

The woman nodded. ‘This is therapy, we’re helping you feel better.’

In her dazed mind it made sense, the fingers of the doctor on her clit did make her feel better, only far away almost completely tossed aside by that sedated haze, did she recognize something wasn’t right.

‘Did you drug me?’ she asked.

‘Topher gave you a bit of medicine you needed.’

Mandy nodded. ‘But I feel so...’ Woozy she wanted to say, but the doctor upped the pressure and the speed with which she was massaging Mandy’s clit. ‘... horny...’ Mandy uttered in a moan. ‘Oh wow.’ The pleasures felt so good, it was all so immensely delicious, she tried to open her legs even wider and pump her hips up against the fingers. Moans filled the examination room and it took a while for Mandy to realize those moans just emerged from her own lips. Her head lulled her eyes rolled up and closed.

‘She’s taking it well, isn’t she?’ Topher’s voice came from far away. There was this buzz in between her ear and the people talking.

‘Indeed,’ the doctor said. ‘She’s a natural.’ The tip of her middle finger rubbed in between Mandy’s labia, lingering in front of the entrance, it was about to penetrate her, just a little bit, then it pulled back, then it entered her again, if only for half a centimeter.

Mandy moaned, her hips rocked with impatiences and eagerness.

A warm glow spread through her body, a throb that spread out into the tips of her fingers and the ends of her tippy toes. The swirling haze taking over, feeling so good, so aroused, her mind sinking deeper and deeper away into this oblivious horniness.

A finger entered her, finally. A cry of relief and amended promises. A cry so loud and so long it tore right through her hazy numbness. She opened her eyes and couldn’t focus on the faces of the silhouettes looming over her. She blinked her eyes and try to regain focus.

‘Ssh,’ a soothing voice said as fingers caressed her cheek and forehead. ‘Just let it happen now.’ The finger in her pussy was fucking her wilder and rougher, the orgasmic pleasures swirling all around her, almost as if her mind was not the only thing sedated and disoriented, her orgasm was lost and discombobulated, it didn’t know where to go. Instead of one big ball of orgasmic pleasures accumulating around her pussy, there were little slivers and shards of orgasmic arousal swooshing through her entire body at their own accord, almost as if she was disintegrating, as if she was falling apart. She got startled by this frighting image of her whole body dissolving in a million different pieces that the wind would blow apart and spread out over the whole wide world.

‘Help,’ she meekly mumbled. ‘Help me.’

‘It’s okay,’ a reassuring voice said. ‘It’s okay baby.’ Two lips pressing a tiny little peck against her mouth. ‘Just let it happen. You’re safe. Just allow whatever is happening to happen.’

‘No,’ she mumbled. ‘I can’t. I’m afraid.’

‘I’m here.’ The voice said, soothing fingers comforting her forehead. ‘I’m here. You’re safe with me love, you can trust me, you came to me so I would help you remember, so let me help you feel better, let me...’

The voice bewitched her. The sounds kept what little there was left of her mind captive. She was pulled into this comforting rhythm, of words, of thrusts in her pussy, she approached the edge of ecstasy. Although it felt more like a thousand edges as if every little sliver of orgasm was approaching it’s own edge, but then when the one started going over, it was like a chain reaction and soon, her body was rocking and convulsing in euphoric bliss. Her mind swooped away. She stopped existing, she disappeared, she made way for this orgasm, she was nothing and nobody, just this pure unbridled endless orgasm that took over everything.

‘Good, very good, very promising.’ A far away voice said as the finger disappeared from her pussy. There was some rattling and rumbling in the space around her ‘Take notes, Topher, pull up data set A and...’ the sounds of businesslike professionalism felt surreal. Mandy moaned. She briefly opened her eyes, but she saw nothing she recognized and she was generally too numb and absentminded to keep fighting her eyes that kept going cross eyed and wanting to roll up into her skull.

‘She’s really impressive.’ Topher said. ‘I mean... the data, not the... well... the body too to be fair, can I feel her pussy too?’

‘Sure go ahead,’ the doctor said.

A moment later a different hand touched her groin a longer and thicker and more calloused finger penetrated her, it seemed to be awkwardly poking around in there, she much preferred the woman’s fingers.

‘See, if you angle upwards a little bit, there’s three different neurological nodes to work with, the...’ The woman rattled off some complicated Latin medical terminology as she kept talking to Topher. He asked a few questions and the doctor answered them and encouraged him to explore Mandy’s pussy some more.

‘So clinic?’ Topher asked.

‘Definitely,’ the doctor said. ‘Do you even need to ask?’

Topher chuckled. ‘Right away or do you want to have her come back. Do we even have a spot for her right now?’

‘We’ll put her in room 36A,’ the doctor said. ‘Who referred her?’

‘The Cobb Family,’ Topher said. ‘We did Marcia Cobb three months ago.’

‘This is Marcia Cobb’s daughter?’ The doctor said in disbelief. ‘They’re day and night apart, nothing alike.’

‘Daughter in-law I believe,’ Topher said.

‘Makes more sense,’ the doctor said scoffing. ‘I guess that makes it easy, they’ll already love what we’re doing here and Marcia gobbles up everything I say as gospel. She came here with some mild-burn out symptoms right? So we’ll just tell them she had been masking a much more severe burn-out. Let’s start the admission paperwork.’ There was rumbling, a keyboard rattled, a printer screeched and voices were talking about her. Yet the haziness in her mind was surging again, like a wave it seemed to come and go, she was drowning in her own sleepy daze.

‘Mandy, hey Mandy darling are you still here?’ Someone shook her shoulder and confused she opened her eyes and looked into the face of doctor Alyssa.

‘What happened?’ She said trying to make sense of it. ‘Did I fall asleep, did I faint, I usually don’t faint from needles, but after the shot I was feeling so queezy, I...’ As she was talking another wave of the dizziness hit her mind. ‘I still don’t feel good,’ she mumbled powerless.

‘That’s right,’ the doctor said. ‘You’re going to feel groggy for a while, love,’ she brushed a few hairs from Mandy’s cheek, cupped her face and the kissed her on the mouth.

‘What?’ Mandy asked. ‘What was that all about?’

‘You’re tired all the time, don’t you? And you came here to because you wanted us to help you feel more energetic, remember?’

‘Do I have burn-out?’ Mandy asked.

‘In our little session today we’ve found that there’s a very impressive reservoir of energy hidden in that cute little body of yours, and we want to help you unlock it.’ As the doctor was talking she lifted Mandy up into a sitting position. Mandy had trouble keeping her balance, her back swayed, her head tipped forward. Topher stepped in and supported her, while the doctor lifted her arm and shoved it into a white long tube.

‘So you’re going to stay with us for a while,’ the doctor said. ‘Is that okay?’

Her one hand hadn’t even appeared out of the one sleeve and yet the doctor was already stuffing her other hand in the other sleeve. Mandy looked at the little garment dangling on her arms.

‘I don’t think this is my shirt,’ she mumbled. ‘My shirt was... wait what color was my shirt? not dirty white like this.’

‘We’re going to help you,’ the doctor said. ‘We’re going to do therapies with you everyday until that energy is all unlocked.’

‘I don’t think she’s aware enough to understand what’s going on.’ Topher said.

‘My shirt is to big,’ Mandy said looking at the sleeves that were dripping off her arms like she was some sort of deflated air dancer. The doctor didn’t listen, she closed the garment behind Mandy’s back and then she pulled on the excess sleeves and wrapped them around Mandy’s body, locking her arms in place until she was unable to move.

‘Who’d have thought you’d look so pretty in a straight jacket,’ the doctor mumbled. ‘I guess pretty girls make pretty patients, don’t they?’ She tickled Mandy underneath her chin. ‘Look at those dopey eyes, you don’t understand what’s going on don’t you? Are you going to be our little sleeper-cell sex slave? Yeah you are, yeah she is. Who’s gonna be trained to be our sex slave?’ The doctor talked in a high pitched voice. She booped her on the nose. ‘Mandy is!’ She said. ‘Mandy Cobb is going to be our little sex slave.’ She smiled and gave her another peck on the lips. Then she hoisted Mandy of the table and put her down in a wheelchair, adjusting her feet so they wouldn’t get stuck in between the wheels and the floor.

‘There you go,’ she said. ‘Topher will bring you to your room.’ She turned around to Topher. ‘Don’t forget to restrain her to the bed, she’s going to have one hell of a night when the sedatives flush through her system.’ She looked at her wristwatch and tutted her tongue. ‘If she hasn’t settled at eleven the night crew can give her a little sleeping aid, and I’ll put her in the schedule for her first conversion session tomorrow morning.’

Topher pushed the wheelchair out of the office, walls whizzed passed, hallway after hallway, away from the waiting room, away from the entrance, deeper and deeper into the clinic.

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