Fear gives way to desperation as you try to find a way out of your predicament. You try not to think how long the other person has been trapped here. You try to calm down so you can control your breathing but it's hard. Every time your mind wanders towards a means of escape, you get distracted and forget to let the other doll breathe, making you suffocate as well. Your mind was constantly getting snapped to your current reality.
The Queen starts to rub her hands on you, as if petting you. she gives a few squeezes here and there sending pain and pleasure up your spine, from the sheer tightness enveloping your body. You'd moan but having the dildo stuffed in your mouth just makes it impossible and it'd throw off your breathing. This woman is evil and sadistic and she seems to revel in it. It was bad enough she did this out of necessity, which confirms that the decision to neuter her magic powers would have been the right call, if only she didn't have an accomplice to help her out.
Eventually, the Queen leaves with a small chuckle and closes the door behind you. Still not being able to see much, you're left to yourself. It was hours until you realised that you wouldn't even get the sweet release of death; you still weren't hungry or thirsty in the least. It seemed that the witch had made you immortal, and that the other "doll" hadn't been out of their costume in however long they were here in this girly room.
Days pass, or so it feels, since you have no concept of time in your predicament. Your only respite came in the form of the Queen doing a sick roleplay of a tea party like a little girl would with her toys. She never acknowledged the fact that there were two very much alive people inside the cheery and cute dolls. She'd sometimes cut your air supply when in her head you were being rude, but she always framed it as part of her sick little fantasy.
One fateful day, you hear a loud bang coming from below. With your limited knowledge of magic it sounded like a shootout was happening. Suddenly you hear loud steps coming from nearby. You hear the door being slammed open and then immediately shut.
It was the Queen and she kept muttering "Fuck, what did I do" over and over under her heavy breaths. Anything that made her day worse made you happier, and this might be the break you needed to bail. However all you could do is see how this played out for now.