Door Knocker (illustrated)
This was inspired by http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19460739/
Avia regained consciousness. She quickly realized that she could not move, in fact she could not budge an inch. The last thing she remembered was a bright light cast from the sorcerer's staff, he must have paralyzed her. She could feel her eyes moving but her field of vision did not change. Avia guessed she was blindfolded in a dark room. Attempts to orient herself told Avia she was standing vertically, although she could not feel her feet touching the floor nor did she feel ropes or chains holding her up. Still assuming that she'd somehow be captured by the mage she figured she was being held aloft by magic. Whatever the spell was that was holding her in place, it was admittedly effective, no matter how much Avia strained, her muscles simply would not respond. A draft of wind made Avia shiver but also brought a horrible surprise: on top of being immobilized, she was completely naked. The realization filled her first with rage than horror, because her biggest secret was one display for anyone who might happen across her.
Avia was a paladin, counted among the greatest and most honorable warriors of the kingdom, but her impressive fighting skills and sense of duty where not the first things recalled about her What first came to anyone's might when she appeared (or was simply brought up in conversation) was the her stunning height, her generous ass, and a pair of tits that could "knock out an entire regiment if she turned around fast enough" (as she'd overheard one soldier remark). It wasn't that Avia was ashamed of her body, in fact she was proud of it just as she was proud of everything she accomplished in life. She worked hard to maintain her physic and it was nice that people noticed, plus she was always more than ready to set the record straight whenever her ability as a fighter were called into question.
No, what horrified her was that between her perfectly toned thighs hung a massive dick with a pair of balls to match. Avia had learned at an early age that not all girl were equipped like her and she had spent the majority of her life trying her best to hide her endowment. She had worked hard to emphasize the more conventionally feminine aspects of her body but every attempt at romantic activity had ended in grief. That combined with Avia's reluctance to attend to her needs herself meant that her dick tended to show up at inconvenient moments, like whenever she let her gaze linger on a boy too long or when she exercised or when she was dressing, or undressing, or while she was sleeping, and sometimes it seemed as if the infernal thing just wanted some air.
Before joining the paladins, she had spent a large sum of money in commissioning a gnome to craft her a belt that securely locked her troublesome dick away. Paladins taking a vow of chastity was not unheard of and the constant snugness (plus occasional moments of torturous frustration and desire) was a price Avia was willing to pay for the feeling of camaraderie and companionship she had found among the paladins.
But now her secret was on display and, by the feel of it, fully erect for all to see. Even when she was rescued, her secret would be revealed and she would surely be cast out as a freak. Despite her predicament, Avia could not help to acknowledge the sense of relief, not to mention, arousal that came with having her dick free of its steel prison. The belt had forced it to be bent back, allowing her to relieve herself like a normal girl. Avia had always become aroused while urinating because it was one of the few activities wherein she had to focus on her dick and balls, always heavy and dripping with need. Avia had been forced to stop the constant flow of pre (as she had once heard it called) by having a metal rod incorporated into the design of the belt. Whenever she went to relieve herself, Avia had to remove the rod and then reinsert it (gently) once she was finished. Luckily she vow of chastity meant that no one questioned her desire for complete privacy during these moments, even whilst on the road. Additionally, the belt kept her dick firmly locked down during the whole affair, the only hitch Avia had ever found in her plan was having to fight the urge to repeatedly slid the plug in and out when she was alone.
Avia was so focused on her freed dick that it took her a moment to notice the sensations coming from her breasts, however she was still unable to do anything about them. The feeling was similar to that one time she had tried wearing a corset, in fact that sense of tight encasement was all over her body, it must be an effect of the immobilization spell. Avia could feel her breasts pressed against each other and it felt like something was pulled them down, by her nipples. Avia had never even considered piercing her nipples, although she had seen a dancer who seemed to have adorned every possible part of her body with metal. Avia's trapped and skewered dick had been particularly troublesome that night. The tugging sensation felt like what Avia assumed one would feel if her nipples were adorned with heavy ornamentation. The degenerate wizard had obviously done something to her before leaving her alone.
"Oh but I've never left you alone," came a voice seeming to come from both behind and above her. Avia tried to swivel her head but she still could not move, her head remained locked looking straight head, blindly. Her attempts to speak were likewise futile, internally Avia shuddered as the full gravity of her situation descended upon her. She was suspended in the air, completely naked and exposed with her dick standing at complete attention.
"There's no need to worry, I'm not going to do anything to you," said the voice as if reading her thoughts, "that is, nothing besides what I've already done." Avia could not ask any questions, but the voice continued to speak, "When I realized that I could not defeat you and your friends in combat I teleported away. You happened to be close enough to get caught in my spell and fortunately for me the trip caused you to collide with my door. The door was smashed to bits and you were knocked out cold. Now I must admit that originally I had much more...personal plans for you." Avia felt a hand caressing her ass followed suddenly by a heavy slap on her butt cheek. Although Avia felt the shock of the impact and the warm sting that followed, she did not (could not) move or react in anyway.
"It's been a while since I had a companion around and you are definitely a fine and exotic example of a woman. Imagine my joy then, when I managed to get your armor off and found that finely crafted chastity belt locked around your beautiful hips." Avia felt the hands as they continued to roam her body, occasionally slapping a curve. They completely ignored her dick, however, and Avia was ashamed to realize that she was hoping they'd touch her there, if only for a moment.
"I was sure I had found myself a virgin ready to be corrupted and twisted. I would have made you my personal bodyguard and bed companion. I had to summon a demon in order to get the belt unlocked, evidently you did not plan of taking it off anytime soon." The voice was right, Avia was a virgin, although not in the way it was evidently hoping. She did have a key to the belt, but only because the gnome had insisted that she have a way to safely remove it should there ever be an emergency. Avia had taken the belt of a few times, during moments of weakness. The key sat in a small chest along with some other personal belongings, Avia had not taken it with her when she and some others had gone to arrest the sorcerer.
"Now imagine my disappointment when I removed the belt and found not the untouched flower I had expected but an imprisoned monster between your legs." Avia yelped (internally) as a hand slapped the shaft of her dick, sending shocks of shameful pleasure throughout her body.
"Honestly I could not imagine anyone doing that to themselves willingly. I've known some vengeful women and even they would not resort to something so torturous. No, they'd simply make it disappear or render it forever flaccid. But after listening to you for a while I was surprised to learn that you can not only willingly locked your cock away before it could experience the sweet embrace of a warm pussy, but also plugged it up with a metal rod. And yes, I can read your mind. You cannot speak but your thoughts are loud and clear." Avia trembled as she realized that her most intimate thoughts were available for this mage to peruse.
"At first I thought you were some kinky girl who got off on denial and frustration. But it turns out to be exactly the opposite, you did this through shame and repression. Which brings us back to the here and now." Avia again felt the mage's hands groping her ass. "As much as I love the exotic, your tackle is something that I have no interest in bedding. Nothing personal, but I'm firmly in the camp of soft pussy. So I had to find a different use for you and I did a fine job, if I do say so myself." Avia heard what sounded like someone striking rocks together and then suddenly she could see. Her field of view was filled with books but quickly spun to reveal a face that Avia recognized as that of the wizard she had been fighting earlier. He was holding a crystal orb in his hand, it was pulsing with a soft read light. It took Avia a moment to realize she was actually looking at the refection in a mirror.
"This," said the mage pointing to the orb, "is your mind. No need to fear, your body is perfectly intact and nearby. I separated the two so that you could fully appreciate the work I have done." He walked away from the mirror and Avia's view spun across a large room instantly recognizable as a wizard's workroom. The mage stopped before a large door. The door was massive, consisting of a single piece of wood secured to the frame by several metal pins. A relief of a woman's back was carved into the wood and Avia realized with dread that she recognized the shape. It was her own backside, carved out in perfect detail from the top of her head all the way down to her feet. The most noticeable feature was of course her ass, both cheeks resembling mounds of chocolate thanks to the wood's hue.
"It's walnut, in case you were wondering," commenting the mage. He knocked on the door, but not a part that matched Avia's body. It made a sound one would expect to hear when someone else was knocking on a solid wooden door, only Avia noticed that she could feel the vibrations all over her body...and the sensation was not entirely unpleasant.
"You'll notice that you still have complete sensation throughout your body," remarked the mage. He demonstrated this by again groping one of the small hillocks that was Avia's left butt cheek. Avia felt his hand and again she felt the impact when he slapped her ass. Avia gasped, or rather her mind sent the signals but no sound could be heard.
"You'll notice this door is missing a doorknob. I wanted you to see what I've come up with. Again, a rather clever solution that benefits both parties. I'm able to open and close my door and you get to enjoy the action in a very special way." The wizard set Avia's orb down and disappeared from view, leaving Avia to stare at the relief of her toned backside. Even now, Avia was proud of it and she could not help but marvel at how well the sorcerer had captured its likeness. But then Avia recalled what was happening and the visage before her was no longer beautiful but horrifying. That was her actual body, not a carving molded from wood but her actual body transformed into deep, chocolaty brown wood. And her mind was trapped within a crystal orb, forced to stared at those two perfect globes of dark wood. Before her thoughts could wander too far, the mage returned holding a oddly shaped piece of polished metal.
"This is the doorknob," he said, holding it up to Avia's orb, "Now this door is magic and does not required a bolt or physical lock. Rather I have woven a locking spell through it, and this knob here is both the mundane handle as well as the key. Now in order for everything to work properly, this needs to be anchored within the door itself and I'll give you one guess how I'm going to accomplish that." Avia stared at the shape of the doorknob for a second then her gaze shot back to the door, specifically what she knew was hiding between those two firm mounds.
"Correct," grinned the mage as he walked over the door. He knelt down and angled one end of the doorknob up towards Avia's exposed ass, "Now what I'm doing here is screwing a doorknob into a wooden door," he said and he nonchalantly pushed the business end upwards as if he was demonstrating the action to a pupil. From her perspective, Avia groaned as she felt the metal penetrate her virgin asshole. She had never thought of putting anything up there and right now it felt as if, well, as if a thick metal rod was be being forcibly pushed up a passage that was never meant to be used in such a manner. It felt as if the ordeal would never end but then she heard the mage's voice through the haze of new and unfamiliar sensations.
"Do you think I got it in straight?" he asked. Looking back at the door, Avia now saw a bright golden orb hovering between her ass cheeks and she swore she could more than feel the section that was now seated inside her. "I'm glad you think it's pretty but it's more than just show. Observe." He reached down, gripped the handle and pulled. Suddenly Avia felt her entire body erupt with pleasure, but the greatest sensation was concentrated along the metal rob embedded within her. The metal pulsed with energy and heat, sending vibrations and waves of unfamiliar sensations up and down her trapped body. Avia could not move but her mind was swimming in a sea of bliss. Through the chorus of pleasure Avia barely heard the mage say "that's what it feels like when someone opens the door." Just as quickly as they had appeared, the sensations stopped, leaving Avia feeling tired and excited at the same time. She wanted to feel that energy again, she wanted to bask in that pleasure. The brief taste had not been nearly enough, what she felt now was what she felt on those nights when her dick was straining to escape from its prison and Avia was unable to sleep. Frustration, need, and denial, she thought she had conquered those urges but those nights were nothing compared to what she felt now.
"And obviously this is what you'll feel whenever the door is closed. I'll hazard a guess that you're hoping I'll leave this door open sometimes. Sorry but this is the door to my private laboratory and office and it'll be open only when someone is coming or going...so for a few seconds periodically. Speaking of which, I haven't even show you my favorite part of this door. Let me show you." The sorcerer leaned forward and picked up the orb containing Avia's consciousness. He then turned and opened the door again, tossing Avia back into the roaring sea of pleasure. But once more the torrent of sensations ceased all too soon and Avia was left feeling desperate and wanting. The mage was now standing in a hallway and Avia's vision was filled with the previously unseen side of the door. Despite the afterglow she was still experiencing, the feelings of horror and shame she had felt upon first realizing she was naked returned with full force.
Just as the back of the door was a finely detailed relief of her backside, the front consisted of an equally perfect image of her front, complete with full breasts and, Avia tried to look away but couldn't, a pillar of flesh (now wood) that nearly reached her breasts. Beneath the erect rob hung a pair of round balls, even petrified in wood they were clearly heavy and full thanks to Avia's habit of ignoring her needs. The mage prodded the orbs and Avia shuddered at the sensation of being touched there. Her attention was quickly drawn to the middle of the door. The front had no doorknob, only a knocker, and Avia was aghast when she took in the full implications of the knocker's positioning. The knocker was the same color as the knob anchored in her backside and consisted of a simple ring with a large sphere at the bottom. It hung from her nipples- both of them. Avia's massive breasts were pulled together and connected at the nipples by the ring. Avia also noticed, and trembled, at where the large sphere of the knocker rested. Her dick and been transformed and petrified along with the rest of her body. The obscene organ that she had so long kept locked away now stood proudly against her stomach, reaching almost to her breasts. The knocker was positioned such, and her breasts had been tugged down by the weight far enough, that the heavy metal orb rested just past the head of her dick. Whenever someone used the knocker, they'd strike her most secret and shameful spot.
"My servants know not to enter this room without knocking, and I'm sure you're anxious to know what that'll be like." Without waiting for a reply the mage reached up and grabbed the heavy ring, Avia's mind shuddered as it felt the weight as if someone was pulling a tugging her nipples. He lifted the doorknocker and brought down heavily on the head of Avia's solid walnut wood cock.
The shock and pain was unlike anything Avia had ever experienced. She had been punched and kicked in the stomach before but this was something entirely new. What was worse, it wasn't just pain to pleasure as well that she felt. Her dick and been locked away for so long that any sensation, not matter how degrading or painful, sent shocks of ecstacy down its entire length and back up through Avia's body. The mage brought the knocker down twice more and each time the large sphere impacted with Avia's petrified cock. Once it was over it felt as if the head was burning hot and Avia was ashamed to realize that she was hoping he'd strike her again.
"I'm not at all surprised to learn that you're getting off on this," remarked the wizard as he held the orb up higher so Avia could clearly see her face carved in the dark chocolate wood, "that was the intended purpose of this set-up," Avia's wooden face was frozen in a gasp of what Avia could only describe as intense pleasure. However, her eyes showed nothing but humiliation and shame.
"I've also instructed my maids to add this door to their cleaning routine. I did put some spells on the wood so the constant impact of that metal orb won't break or otherwise damage your sensitive prick. But the wood still requires cleaning and polishing in order to remain bright and smooth. So sometimes you'll feel someone taking an oil soaked cloth and polishing every inch of your exposed body. And I do mean every inch, I do not want my door to start cracking or loose its luster." Avia dreaded (but a small part of her was actually excited) what she would have to endure whenever the maids came by.
"Oh don't get too comfortable," warned the mage as he pushed the door open, using the knocker as leverage. Avia wasn't expecting it and fell head first into the waters of ecstacy once more. As the mage let go of the knocker, it swung down and struck her dick, the impact like a thunderclap in the sea of pleasure. But the moment was over all too soon as the mage pushed the door shut, now using the knob embedded in her ass.
"I should warn you that no matter how long this door is held open, not matter how much your body is stroked, not matter how much the doorknob and knocker are used, you will never be able to reach orgasm. Now I know you've been denying yourself the pleasures of the flesh for some time now, but you were avoiding sensations, now you'll have to choice but to take it all and endure every moment." Avia thought back to those night spent along and awake, her dick locked away in its prison, begging to be released. But it all was nothing compared to what Avia had felt since waking up as this sorcerer's door, and now she wanted to scream at the prospect of never getting relief from this constant burning, itching, and aching that permeated every part of her body.
"In case you were wondering," continued the mage ignoring the pleading coming from Avia's mind, "your orb will be kept here in my study. The spell requires that your mind and body be kept close and I could not think of a way to safely store the crystal within the door, despite there being several possible orifices." Avia saw the mage open a small box and watched as he dropped the crystal inside, plunging her once again into complete darkness.
"This door still has one feature that I want to demonstrate," came the mage's voice, albeit muffled, "I said this doorknob was the key as well. Time to show you how this door locks." Avia could no longer see but she felt the knob in her ass being grabbed and twisted. Suddenly the portion inside her began to expand and pulse. Avia's mind cried out as she felt the intruder stretch and fill her asshole to an even greater extent than it had before. What was happening to her butt was overshadowed, however, and what she felt happening to her dick. It felt as if the meta rod Avia had used to stop her dick from leaking was being reinserted, only now it was thicker, longer, and textured with dozens of ridges. The worst part was that as it penetrated her cock, the rod twisted like a screw, dragging the bumps along in inside of her stretched-out uethera. After what seemed like an eternity both intruders stopped with an audible click. Now the two intruders that had impaled, skewered, and stretched Avia's most intimate spaces slowly began to pulse, sending vibrations across her body. Avia squirmed at the sensations, feeling her body betray her as the pleasure built up. But then she remembered what the wizard had said, and she was filled with dread at the prospect of being left like this, unable to ever find release.
"There's no outward evidence that the door is locked," explained the mage, "so you'll likely still get people occasionally knocking to see if I'm inside. And don't worry about your complexion, my senior maid is able to get in here without using the main door so both your front and backsides will still be polished. Well I think that's everything. Now I have to get back to other tasks. And yes I can still hear your thoughts, although I'll be turning off that feature of the crystal for now, right now your pleading and begging is bad enough, I don't want to know what it'll be like after a week... or even longer. But don't worry, I don't leave that door locked all the time, just when I'm away or I do not wish to be disturbed." The mage didn't say more, either because he was done speaking or because Avia's thoughts were no longer being broadcast. She could still make out faint sounds however, like someone walking around and moving objects. She tried to focus on something else, anything, but her lack of other stimuli forced her to keep coming back to the two humming intruders locked inside her.
The torment was broken, if only for a second, by the knocker striking her the head of her cock. She felt the mage twist the knob, causing both the anal plug and the rod in her dick to retract, much to Avia's relief. But that relief was quickly replaced by the immense pleasure that came whenever the Avia's door was open. Through the euphoria Avia could barely heard the mage talking to someone before the door was closed again and quickly locked. Avia immediately realized that the mage must have been deliberately slow when he first locked the door because both plugs returned with such speed and force that it left Avia dazed, and the lingering sensations of being open and used did not help matters. As she once again endured the steady pulsations of the locking pins, Avia heard the mage running about the room. After a short time she heard a loud bang and the nothing, the mage must have teleported away.
Now all she had was silence and the constant torture of the plugs in her ass and cock. She was surprised to realize that she wasn't worried about someone seeing her like this, all she wanted now was to be pushed over the edge and get some relief. She wished the wizard had forgotten to lock her door before leaving, then she could have at least been spared this torment, if only for a short while. Avia tried to focus on something else besides the teasing, she thought about her time adventuring and wondered if her companions had any idea where she was. She'd gladly endure their stares if it meant getting released from her current state.
Avia was pulled from her thoughts by two pairs of hands touching her. One pair was at her front and the other was at the back. She could feel damp clothes being rubbed over her head and shoulders, it must be the sorcerer's maids, here to polish the door. Avia felt their hands roam across her entire body, for the most part it felt like getting a massage. When the hands reached her breasts, Avia tensed up as she felt the cloth slow down and linger on each globe, moving in gentle circular motions. She felt the hands on her back move ever downwards until they reached her butt, slowing down like those on her breasts. She felt both the doorknocker and knob being polished, or rather she felt the tugging and pulling. Finally the moment she was dreading arrived as the hands reached her towering cock. Avia had tried to avoid touching it for much of her life, but now the hands of a complete stranger were sliding up and down its entire length, polishing the dark wood. Avia could do nothing to stop the lingering hands as they glided across her entire length, the pulsating rod locked inside her cock only added to the onslaught of pleasure.
Finally the hands left her shaft. Avia could feel the hands on her backside had moved to her legs. The maid on the front simply moved down and started to buff her balls, using the same technique as she'd felt on her breasts. The sensations were not as bad as those experienced on she shaft but Avia still felt ashamed by how much she was enjoying the attention. Eventually both hands stopped and Avia had thought they'd gone until she felt the doorknocker ring being lifted and a handle gently rubbing the head of her cock. Before Avia could properly appreciate it, the hand disappeared and the knocker struck her abused head with a heavy thunk.
After that there was nothing, save the ever present pulsations of the two locking pins. Left alone, Avia felt a terrible fact slowly descend over her mind. This was her life now. Until she was rescued, if she was rescued, her existence from this point onward would be as the door to some perverted mage's study. He only source of stimuli was a never-ending gauntlet of pleasure and pain with the promise of no release from the teasing and torment. Her only hope of reprieve was that someone would accidentally leave her unlocked and closed.