You find unexpected relief

You find yourself absolutely miserable from the onset. There was absolutely no sleep for you after you woke up in your room again. After what happened to you, you're not entirely sure you event to go back to sleep, for fear of another visit with your mother on the demonic plane of evil. Couple with the exhaustion is the sheer physical tension you're experiencing. You've been horny before, and you've even had times where you've struggled to keep your abnormal cock from becoming erect, but to feel a very real need to cum but being unable to do so is a whole other level. Everything becomes more difficult, but it is surprisingly your mental facilities that are taking the biggest toll. All you seem to be able to do is focus on the discomfort and exhaustion, and it's being noticed by your other sisters.

Including one specifically. Rosita comes to you in the kitchen, treading carefully. "Demetria, is everything okay? You've been awfully quiet, which is unusual for you."

You know you can't play it off as nothing, so you try a different tactic "Just have a lot on my mind Rosita. Nothing to worry about"

"Well, you forgot to put any wet ingredients in the bread for the morning, so something's wrong." She stands next to you, turned the other way, leaning against the table "Whatever's going on, you should probably talk to someone about it."

You sigh, "It's complicated, like really complicated, and I don't know what to do."

"Well, starting at the beginning is a good place as any..." Rosita says calmly.

"Fine" You say, fearing where the conversation may go "Did you ever have one of those things that you wished on more than anything else, and than you get it, only to find out it wasn't anything like what you thought it would be?"

"Not really, but I think I can empathize with that. Did something like that happen to you recently?"

"Ya. I met my mother" You say lowly, your arms wrap around yourself instinctively

"Why is that such a bad thing? You've wanted a family forever, and you probably deserve one more than most."

"Look at me Rosita. Think it through" You say flatly, hoping you don't have to spell it out.

"Oh, you mean she-"

"Ya, she's the reason I am the way I am."

"But, how is that even possible?"

"I don't know Rosita. Somehow, she pulls me into the Plane of Evil in my sleep. At first I thought might just been a dream, but after what happened last night, I realized it's very real."

"What happened last night?" Rosita asked, her body itching in morbid curiosity. You clench your body, recalling the exacting details of how your body felt.

"I was given something sweet, and than punished for it. I've been...cursed, I think."

"Gods, that's awful Demetria" Rosita's hands went up to her face, quivering "Does anyone else know?"

"No, not yet. I'm afraid and embarrassed to tell them."

"Why? The Archdeacon or someone else may be able to help you, why not tell them?"

"Because talking to him was what I'm being punished for, and because of what the curse is. It's....awkward"

"Awkward how?"

You take a deep breath "It's best that I show you. In private." You leave the kitchen area and head to the dormitories, entering your tiny, meager room. Closing the blinds, to ensure nobody sees or knows, you slowly undress. Your cock is as erect as it's ever been, every vein straining against your red skin. You hold the base with both hands "This is my curse Rosita. I'm always hard, no matter what I do, but I can never get off, no matter how much I touch it or whatever else I do..."

Rosita seems a little remiss of your pained, tortured expression, instead marveling at your cock, the cock that filled her up twice, not just a few days ago. She steps closer, her hand gently touching the tip "Is it...sensitive?" She asks, as she shifts her hand back and forth just slightly "Rosita, stop" you command, fearing even more tension and pain, but it feels...different somehow. It's actually pleasurable again, having her soft hands touch you, rather than yourself. Your body slowly relaxes. Rosita bites her lip drawing even closer, mute to your protests.

"Maybe you just need someone else's touch to break the curse...." She strokes further, causing you to moan loudly. Your whole body shudders at the pleasurable sensation. Rosita giggles "I think I found the answer. Don't worry Demetria, I can be your salvation..." You don't refuse her this time, instead sitting on the edge of the bed. Rosita kneels down under you, with a lustful gaze at your cock. She spits into her hands and strokes slowly. The feeling causes your legs to softly spasm, your back to bend, looking up at the roof. She slowly bends down to suck on the head of your cock, her sloppy saliva dripping down the base, being stroked in with her free hand. You can't keep quiet; every downward stroke with her hand leads to uncontainable moaning.

You start to regain yourself through the feelings. Sitting back up, you rake your hand through Rosita's auburn hair, and push her further down your cock. This is feeling the way your dick should; pleasurable, wet, in control. Trying to get her to deepthroat your cock starts to awaken that carnal spirit inside you again. You hold Rosita with both hands now, Keeping your cock in her throat as you push off the bed. She struggles to move with you as you step away. You don't care, you have to undo this curse. You frantically shove your cock back and forth in her throat, her eyes rolling back into her head as she tries desperately to stay conscious. You pull out and smile at hearing her gasp deeply for fresh air, only to suffocate her again with her cock. This is it, you realize.

"I can feel it Rosita" You pant "I'm really going to cum this time. Using your throat as my toy is going to get me off..." You let your cock slide out again, and Rosita catches her breath, eager for more.

"Yes Demetria!" She strokes your cock frantically, completely drenched in her saliva "Cum for me! Fucking cover me in your cum!" You practically shout as you finally cum. You had been building up for this moment for what feels like an eternity, and cum pours out of your tortured cock like a spigot. Rosita isn't repulsed by the events in the slightest. If anything, she seems to be in a state of bliss to have herself covered in so much of your seed.

"Ohhh fuck" You let out in utter vindication as you finally stop cumming. Your cock, interestingly, is still as hard as it was before, but it at least isn't twitching constantly for release. Your partner is a sticky mess, laughing to herself "Well, this is awkward" She replies as her vestments are now soaked in hot cum.

"Good thing you're only a few doors down" You reply with a gentle smile

"Ya, but I have to make my only other vestments last the whole week now." She looks at you with a big smile, utterly pleased in herself "Still, it was totally worth it, just to see you with a smile on your face again..." She softly strokes your cock again "Let me know if you start having trouble again. I'll always be here to help you."

"I won't hesitate" You reply with a mischievous smile of your own.

"Gods, I wish I had one like you have. I would give that ass of yours such a pummeling..." She lets out as she slowly walks out of your room to go change.