Next Morning!

You slowly awake from your slumber, your head throbbing with a feeling of loss as the affects of the Imp's aphrodisiac are now gone from your body. Something about his venom and cum inside your body, it was like a **** you wanted more of, yet you clench your eyes tight and **** yourself to clear those thoughts. You can barely even remember what happened last night much, you remember the Imp stinging you and pleasing him but did he, "Oh Goddess..." you grumble out and immediately reach down to your quim, noticing you don't have any panties on and fearing the worst. "Goddess of the Burning Rose..." you begin to pray and hear a soft spoken voice course through your mind. "Thank the Goddess!" you exhale hard, happy that your chastity is still in tact.

As you look around, you see the Sword of St Magdalena resting on the make-shift bed of leaves and brush and just a little ways behind you, your discarded panties which you could tell had soiled marks of your dried cum all over the gusset of the panties. You pull them apart from the waistband, looking at them briefly before you lift your leg up, putting them through the holes one at a time before you push yourself up on your feet and pull the panties up over your privates.

Glancing around the area, you don't see the Imp at all and for a moment you are actually concerned, a little morsel of fear that the Imp may be hurt or isn't coming back pulses through your body before you shake it off, "Grr, venom after effects..." you mutter under your breath.

"Sister! Sister!" The puny pathetic voice shouts from your side as you turn your head and can't help but crack a smile at the fluttering Imp, "You awake, you awake!!" he shouts out, happy as can be.

"Good morning, mister Imp." you wave at him as you give him a friendly smile, "Where were you at?"

"Stroking dick!" he says, pointing at his erect shaft that you somehow didn't even notice. You have been so use to seeing his cock at full mast all the time that you didn't even really comprehend that he was rock hard at the moment.

"I see..." you grumble out, looking rather annoyed, "Well anyway, I think we should carry on our journey. The day just started and we need to cover as much ground as possible."

"I think! Imp think! Sister need to reward Imp for not taking chastity!" the Imp lands on the ground right below you, shaking his head up and down while stroking his shaft to and fro. "Imp deserve a hand!"

"You stung me Imp! You got your reward already!" you rebuttal.

"But Imp didn't take chastity! Imp could! Imp didn't! Imp deserve a thank you!" he nods his head with every sentence, almost angrily.

You swallow, looking back at the Imp but stay silent.

"Imp want sister to give thanks!" he states, "And handjob!" he trails off immediately after, "Imp want thanks! But mainly want Handjob!"

With a very deep exhale, you roll your eyes and sit back down cross legged directly in front of the Imp. His cock is pointed straight at your stomach as he inches forward, bringing it closer and closer to you, "FINE!" you almost glare at him, "But, only a handjob! I am NOT sucking you off again!" you glare at the Imp, "I can not be blinded by your venom or your sperm again today! We need to focus on our journey and get to Gerlangen as soon as possible to deliver the Sword of St Magdalena! So I will jack you off, as a thank you and then we're leaving! Understand?"

"Imp understand! Imp understand!" his mouth opens up and he nods excitedly, "Just hand! No mouth!"