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How long had she been there? She didn't know, she didn't care anymore. Nothing changed, nothing marked the passage of time. Trapped as a solid wood door she couldn't move or speak. Her ability to see was controlled by the mage who used the orb containing her mind as a crying sphere. Her body was a perverted wood carving, displayed for everyone who might be passing by. Her massive breasts were pushed outward and a were connected at the nipples by a heavy brass ring. That ring hung over the head of her shamefully exposed dick. Prior to her imprisonment, Avia had gone to great and painful length to keep the obscene organ hidden and now it was displayed She didn't need to eat and if she slept her dreams brought nothing new. The hum of the locking pins had become almost unnoticeable. Even someone striking her exposed cock with the metal knocker caused only a brief spasm of awareness.

The maids' periodic visits were still moments of torment and stress but they were simply keeping their master's door clean and polished. They'd long since ceased playing with the carving once it was clear there was no reaction. They couldn't hear Avia's whimpers and pleas trapped within the wood. In fact there was only one person who even acknowledged there was a person trapped within that wooden effigy.

Veta, the amazonian titan and bodyguard/lover of Avia's captor. Her visits were the moments Avia had come to live for. At first she'd been ashamed and disgusted with the realization but now she longed for Veta to play with her. But her visits were the only times Avia was acknowledged to be anything other than a door. Though she abused and tortured her, Avia could not be physically harmed. The mage had woven spells into the door that protected it against damage but that did not diminish Avia's sense of touch nor did it protect her mind from the agony of constant, perpetual sexual teasing. Avia's mind was no use to the mage if she fell to complete madness so he'd devised a way for the paladin to blow of steam but never enjoy true release. He'd link her body with Veta but only one way- Veta got to enjoy the explosive sensations brought on by denial while all Avia could do was listen to the pair tumble among the bedsheets. Afterwards Avia would feel more calmed down but she still longed for the feeling of actual release that continued to be denied.

Those moments of relative calm were always short-lived. Veta always returned to tease and torment the paladin. Sometimes she'd talk to Avia despite the fact that the former paladin was nothing but a wooden effigy. Veta describe what she did with the mage and what she'd do if Avia could join them all the while playing with the locking mechanism that sent pulses and shocks across Avia's body. Sometimes Veta would even dance in front of her, rubbing and grinding herself over every inch of Avia's immobilized body. All of this was just to drive Avia back to the edge of sanity quicker. Despite her shame, Avia had come to long for visits from Veta because without her Avia's existence was nothing.

"It seems my door has taken a liking to you," the mage's voice cut through Avia's mind, "what have you two been doing together?"

"So that freak likes playing with me after all?" Veta's response sent a chill down Avia's spine. She was right- Avia was getting some perverse enjoyment out of her ordeal.

"Avia," For a second the paladin didn't even recognize her name- she couldn't remember the last time someone had used it, "do you enjoy being my door?" Avia couldn't hide anything from the mage- he saw directly into her mind, "ah, you like being useful. I suppose you've done as good a job as any other door might. But recently you've proven to be too much a distraction for my Veta here," Avia didn't know what she was expected to do. "So I've decided to replace you with a more conventional door. One which Veta won't feel tempted to play with."

"It is very tempting," interjected Veta, "what else did you expect to happen by putting such an obscene body on display," Avia couldn't tell if the amazon was talking to her or the mage, "it's all I can do to keep the maids from spending all day with it."

Avia didn't know what to think. Was she going to be set free or had they thought of some new torture for her? Was she simply going to be disposed- or perhaps given to someone else.

"I'll tell you now I have no intention of killing you," remarked the sorcerer, "In fact I've never really killed anyone- I've found it's far more fun to turn people into objects and animals and let them live out the rest of their miserable lives. What were some of our ideas for this one, V

eta, do you recall?"

"We considered selling you to a brothel," said Veta offhandedly, "there's a place in town that'd love to have you guarding their backroom," Avia dreaded such a life, "but the market for erotic statues is very lucrative and I thought a fountain that ejaculated the hour would fetch a high price." It took a moment for Avia to process what they were talking about and her terror at the prospect evidently made the mage laugh.

"You know," he said between chuckles, "her screams might actually make the logistics worth it. A hour of slowly being pumped full of water followed by forced climax...would you prefer twelve or twenty-four hours, Avia?"

"Perhaps that's what you'll do to the next fools who cross you," mused Veta, "but in all seriousness I think my last idea was the best."

"You really think she'll be a good fit?" Avia had no idea what they were talking about nor did she want to imagine what could be worse than what they'd already suggested.

"With the right training and motivation, I'm sure she'll be an excellent addition to the Sentinels." There was a pause where neither of them spoke then the mage's voice thrust back into Avia's imprisoned mind,

"Veta thinks you can still be useful. If you fail to live up to her expectations, you'll be begging to be turned back into a plank of wood." Then everything went silent and still.

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Avia opened her eyes. For a while she simply stared straight ahead before she realized she was blinking. She had normal eyes and they were looking at something different- a roof. Her gaze slowly shifted around. There was barely enough light see- but she could hear sounds echoing off the walls. She realized her head was moving. Whatever dream this was, she didn't want it to end. Or had the other stuff been a dream? Was she just now waking up from some nightmare? The pulse and hum of the locking pins was gone- Avia's body was free from their teasing. Perhaps the fight had knocked her unconscious and her companions had carried her somewhere. Maybe that nightmare had just been brought on by that horrid chastity belt she'd locked herself in. Maybe she shouldn't be hiding her dick from the world- keeping it locked down and impaled with that rod was just too frustrating.

Avia suddenly realized she couldn't feel the metal cage and belt. In fact she felt her cock growing erect. Avia moved to sit up but her limbs wouldn't respond- then she heard the fatal clink of metal. Realization dawned and Avia screamed as she tried to wrench her arms and legs free. Her thrashing made Avia aware of a weight on her nipples- looking down she could barely make out the glint of thick, heavy rings pierced through her flesh. Memories of her imprisonment flooded back and Avia felt her dick throb and jump, reveling in the freedom. With a chill she realized it was the only part of her able to move as it wished.

"Looks like someone woke up sooner than expected," came a familiar voice from behind her. Avia tried to turn her head but she couldn't move far enough. The room slowly filled with light emitted from crystals set into the walls. Footfalls resounded off a stone floor as the figure of Veta came into view. Her body was still covered in glowing runes and she wore nothing besides a few strips of leather than left little to the imagination. The amazon was now standing to the left of Avia and as she bent down Avia found herself staring at her amble chest.

"Are you glad not to be a door anymore?" Avia barely registered the question, her mind was filled with images of Veta grinding against her petrified body. Too late Avia realized she hadn't answered as Veta looked back along her stretched-out body. Avia followed her gaze and looked down the valley of her own massive breasts at the throbbing tower of flesh between her legs. Avia felt something ooze out of her dick and Veta made a "tsk tsk" sound. Avia shivered as Veta walked around the table, dragging her hand along the paladin's exposed side. More stuff was dribbling out of Avia's twitching member, making the head glisten. Veta stared at it for a moment as if appraising it before bringing her hand up to wipe some of the pre away. Avia whimpered as Veta sucked her fingers clean.

"Do you want more?" she asked, again helping herself to a sample from the obscene faucet.

"Please," was all Avia could bring herself to say. Veta smiled and gently gripped Avia's cock. Her hand moved up and down, massaging the long-neglected organ. Avia groaned and whimpered under Veta's ministrations. She could feel something building up inside her and she dared to hope it would lead to the release that had so long been denied to her.

Suddenly Veta's hand stopped and Avia looked down to see the amazon wiping her hand on her stomach, leaving Avia's cock a red, glistening pillar of neglect. A plea formed in Avia's mouth but Veta snapped her fingers and something was shoved into her mouth, stretching her jaw.

"Sentinels don't beg," stated Veta, "in fact they don't really talk at all. They obey." She snapped her fingers a two tall figures moved past Avia and stopped at the end of the table. They were both clad head-to-toe with interlocking metal plates and there was only the faintest suggestion that one was male and the other female. Avia's attention kept being drawn to her still erect dick, now framed by the two Sentinels.

"You used to be a paladin," continued Veta, "so I assume you know how to fight. And I saw how you performed as a door, so I know you can stand fully erect and at attention. Of course the question of armor was an issue. You're too big, in several places, to fit into the armor other Sentinels wear- fortunately I figured out an alternative." One of the Sentinels held up what looked like a bundle of gray leather, the other an assortment of metal plates and straps. At the same moment Avia felt a prick in her side. The chains on her limbs were removed but when she tried to sit up her body didn't respond.

"Paralysis is the first effect," explained Veta. She flicked Avia's erection, smiling when the paladin did not react. She squeezed it causing more pre to ooze out, "You better learn to control this," she warned. As Veta walked away and the Sentinels approached Avia again fell back into darkness.

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Avia's mind swam through nightmares and fantasies. She was back at the Citadel's training ground. As she dodged and parried Avia tried to ignore the weight and pain emitting from her cock as it strained to break free of its prison.

Avia was surrounded by chains. Her shoulders burned but when she couldn't out her weight on her feet- the chains barely let her toes touch the ground. The door to her cell opened and a woman covered in red tattoos entered carrying yet another chain. Avia tried to speak but Veta simply slapped her and said to be silent. Veta bolted a thick band around the base of Avia's genitals then she released the other bonds. Avia collapsed to the floor only to have Veta yank upwards on the chain around her cock and balls. Avia screamed but receive only kicks until she stood, her hands still bound behind her. The disgraced paladin, a freak of nature, was led from her cell. As the doors were opened, Avia could only see white light and hear the jeers of a mob.

But then she was alone in a forest, her tunic was hitched up and she was relieving herself against a tree, her cock wasn't bent and bound within any cage. A young cleric from the Citadel appeared and grabbed her cock before Avia could hide herself. Standing on tiptoe, the girl pulled Avia down into a kiss and Avia felt their tongues dance together as her cock grew rigid. Then the girl was Veta and Avia's cock was pinned between them, pulsing against their stomachs. Avia lifted Veta up by her waist and Veta laughed as she was suspended over Avia's engorged dick.

Suddenly Avia's limbs went rigid and Veta dropped from her hands. And instead of feeling the warm and wet embrace of Veta's loins Avia felt only the cold air against her exposed cock- which she realized had taken on the color fo polished bronze. Veta laughed again as Avia felt her body forced down to its knees. Now she was seeing herself from Veta's perspective as the titaness walked around the gleaming statue, its head thrown back and its hands gripping the obscene rod between it's legs. Avia could feel ice cold water begin to flow into her backside and it soon was causing cramps, but she was unable to move or make a sound. Then Avia heard a bell begin to strike the hour and she remembered what the mage had said about the fountain's feature. She felt something churn within her and a warm pressure began to rise up the length of her cock. As the first jet of water launched into the air and splashed on her face Avia forgot about everything else. Was this what she'd denied herself for so long, this what she'd be afraid of, was this-

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A strong acrid smell filled Avia's nostrils. Opening her eyes she saw the face of a Sentinel, its features completely obscured by a metal visor. A bag was removed from her nose but the smell lingered. Heavy footsteps faded away and Avia assumed she was now alone. She felt a sort of hugging pressure over her entire body and looking down she saw she was wearing what appeared to be a gray leather suit so skin tight she might as well not be wearing anything at all. She could still feel her mouth was gagged. She blushed when she noticed her ring-pierced nipples are protruding out of the suit and she instinctively went to cover herself. At that moment Avia realized she wasn't bound to the table.

Slowly she sat up, noticing that armor plates were strapped and buckled over the tight bodysuit- she couldn't see anyway for them to be removed. It seemed as if the straps wove into the suit itself, Avia figured it was magic again. The bodysuit too seemed to lack and buttons or straps, almost as if it was a second skin. Clearly she wasn't supposed to take it off. Looking further down she was surprised to see her cock was free of any restraint. As she stared it slowly filled with blood in time with her growing heartbeat. She could still remember the ecstacy she'd felt during the dream but still she felt ashamed to be indulging in such an act.

A shivered went up her body as her gloved hand gripped the shaft. It was cool and slightly rough, not soft like she remembered Veta. Looking at it now Avia could not believe she'd ever kept such a monster hidden and she wondered if something had been done to make it bigger. She leaned back, pressing the hefty organ against her stomach. She tried to remember how it felt having Veta's body against her as she slowly moved her palm along she shaft. Already she could feel that warm pressure beginning to build again.

Pre was already dribbling out of her cock and Avia let it lubricate her hand and stomach, enjoying the smooth feeling as it coated the surface. Avia realized she'd never felt this calm before, never able to just let go and let her body do what it enjoyed. As a paladin even those moments alone were torture as she restrained herself from touching the thing between her legs and held in bondage she'd been unable to enjoy the pleasures her body offered. Now she was finally alone and free to-

"I can't leave you alone, can I?"

Avia froze and her shot up to see Veta standing in front of her. The amazon was smirking and had her arms crossed over her bare chest. In fact she wasn't wearing anything- not that her normal attire had ever left much to the imagination. Her entire body was covered with intricate patterns of runes and glyphs that highlighted her already stunning figure. The swirling symbols drew Avia's gaze down to Veta's crotch, over which pulsed a stylized V like a arrow of invitation. Avia noticed she had resumed stroking her cock. Veta's hand shot out, slapping her own hand away from the pole.

"Work comes before play," stated Veta, "and you have a lot of work to do before I'll consider letting you play."

Avia didn't contemplate her actions for very long, in fact she reacted almost instantly. Veta didn't resist when Avia grabbed her and spun them both around so Veta pinned beneath her on the table. Later she understood Veta had been playing her all along and that she had no one to blame but herself. But right now Avia was concerned with only two things: her rigid cock and the warm, tight place she was going to put it. Veta appeared to want this as much as she did, her lips seeming to say "do it" without speaking. Avia lined herself up, savoring the feeling of heat of Veta's body before thrusting into her prize.

No warm. No softness. Just a slight tingle.

Avia thrust again but nothing like what she'd dreamt happened. She looked down to see her rigid cock standing up against Veta's groin, as if she'd simply missed. Avia looked back at Veta, whose hungry expression had changed to a smirk, although she still remained unresisting in Avia's grasp. Avia tried again and watched as her cock slid over Veta's open nethers as if protected by an invisible wall. Through her gag Avia could only grunt and moan as she tried in vain to reach the sweetness that was literally spread out beneath her. She released her grip on Veta and slumped to her knees while the amazon laughed.

"These runes are better than any armor," she said in an imitation of the mage's voice, "while they are active, nothing will penetrate you," she resumed her normal voice, "I'll give you points for trying, but it's clear you need to learn discipline and restraint." Avia looked up at the tall amazonian: the figure of a dark goddess whose body was unmarred by a any errant appendage. As she gazed at the beauty before her Avia felt her hands move back to her desperate member, perhaps her hands were enough. Veta glared down at her.

"Just look at yourself," she sneered, "do you really have so little control over that thing?" Avia tried to speak, tried to beg Veta to just let her finish, just once, but all that got past her gag were pathetic whines. "Haul her up and hold her still," commanded Veta. Two Sentinels appeared behind and Avia didn't resist as she was dragged to her feet.

"I'm going to give you something to remember your place." Avia dreaded what else could be done to humiliate her. She was already dressed in a suit that left her virtually naked, her breasts were thrust out and adorned with obscene jewelry. Her ability to speak had be returned to what moans and whimpers got past her gag. Worse of all, the secret which she had guarded from the world was now displayed for all the world to see- and she was apparently expected to perform guard duty like this. He fears were realized when Veta held up the final piece of her humiliation: a thick metal rod covered in small bumps and capped with a orb and ring. Avia found some reserve of strength and tried to pull herself from the Sentinel' grasp but their grip was immovable. Veta grabbed her still erect (and drooling) cock.

"You better hold still," she warned, rubbing one end of the rod along the slit of her dick, "you wouldn't want me to seriously damage anything, would you?" She pushed down and the rod entered Avia. It was thicker than the plug she'd used with her own chastity cage, it felt bigger than the locking pin from her imprisonment as a door. As she Veta drive the rod deeper, the realization that she'd never escape was quite literally driven home. She felt the rod stop advancing and Veta released her grip. The weight of the rod pulled her cock down so it was nearly parallel to the floor. Avia flinched and even that bit of movement was enough to seen her skewered cock bobbing up and down. Veta again bent down and pressed the heavy shaft against Avia's stomach. Avia heard a few clicks before Veta stood up and gestured at the Sentinels holding Avia. Her hands slowly drifted towards her cock, ever mindful of Veta's gaze. She felt the straps that now bound the monster to her stomach, and she could feel the thick metal rod now stretching her inside. Her hands froze at the top- feeling the metal ring that hung from the top of the rod, it's cold steel resting against the head of her cock. She slowly lifted the ring and let it fall, bumping back against the warm flesh. A shameful tremor went up her spine.

"A little something to remember your time as a door," remarked Veta, "alright, give our newest recruit the rest of her gear." A crude mace was shoved into her hands. Avia looked down at it and back at Veta.

"You'll need weapons if you're to serve as a Sentinel. But fair warning: if you try to escape or rebel," She grabbed Avia and pulled her in close, "I'll make sure you spend the rest of your miserable life, and it will be a long life, begging to made back into a door. Understand?" Avia tried to reply but the gag still impaired her. She instead nodded.

"Good. Now I believe in learning through experience, so your first task will be to take care of the fools who are trying to break-in through the basements. Deal with them however you want but I'd keep in mind that we're always looking for new playthings. Maybe if you bring me some I might consider taking that gag out. Not much you can do with your mouth right now anyway," she pointed at the two other Sentinels, "they will show you where to go."

As she walked, every bit of movement caused her suit to tug at her body and her cock to strain against its new bindings

"Remember," Veta's voice echoed off the walls, "it can always get worse!"