The third shower of the day but as you look down you still see the magic ink pulsing, your cock hard once more, throbbing. The last couple of days had been filled with constant arousal, stroking, pumping and moaning. Leaving puddles all around the house, as an endless stream of precum dripped down. Another furious stroking clenching and moaning, your head filling up with dirty thoughts and your muscles sore from clenching and squirming. You feel the edge, so close to cumming but as always nothing helps. You cant cum! The ink keeping you horny on edge, balls churning and mind going crazy with pleasure.

In your desperation and 3 days of constant throbbing, edging and melting you finally decide to seek the help of a Witch in the local forest. You couldn’t risk going to the local magic college since the ink was a punishment of the guild and they were probably working together. Instead you now stand in front of the woman. Pale skin giant breasts and not hiding much of her beauty. You were hard before but looking at her makes you throb even more, aching.

“So you are having some magical problem. You know a person from town coming all the way out here means you probably want to keep something secret or hidden, don’t worry your secret is safe with me. Many people come here for less savory Eromancy and Magic.”

She sighs and pulls down your pants exposing the wet spot in your underwear. Precum from constant throbbing and twitching on your way out here to the forest.

“Ohhhh I see. Seems like someone cursed you. How long has it been 3 days. Hmmm and you cant cum but are constantly hard. My my, how devilish.”

A smile forms and her hands gently, then more sensually squeeze your churning balls making you whimper and moan dripping precum all over her hand as your eyes roll back. Her touch is different, making you hit the edge immediately. Shaking almost toppling over as you knees give out and you fall headfirst against her soft pillowy chest.

“Oh! You are in bad shape baby. Let me lie you down.”

She undresses even more as your cock leaks like a faucet and your back arches, hips bucking into the air, helplessly dripping and making a mess.

“Its okay I can clean all that without worry. I hope my big breasts and smooth skin aren’t to much for you messy needy brain.”

Her hand caresses you as she flicks and rubs your nipples sending shiver all over, moans and whimpers as you begin to beg for her to help you.

“Darling breathe for me its okay. But you should know witches aren't all nice. Not that those witches at the college aren't horny beyond belief. We aren't monster girls but also not part of the guild.”

You can barely hear her as she begins to stroke your cock using your precum as lube. But you can see her hand pulse in a bright warming light. Each pulse pushing you to the edge squirting a fountain of precum. Your hips are numb and with a simple snap of her fingers you stop squirming held by invisible chain, safely tied down on her table.

“You are doing really good. Tell me where have you gotten the sign. Did you mess up and make a woman angry. Fucked with the wrong person. I will admit this is far from a normal prank or simple punishment.” You stammer. Moans and screams bleeding together, as the edges stop and form a constant feeling like you are just about to cum. Unable to reach the orgasm each time. You feel yourself push over the ink sucking the pleasure out limiting the arousal to a mind melting endless bliss a deep frustration. You drool the witch snapping and simply collecting the precum in a big flask. The puddle clearing only to be replaced by more precum.

“Shhhh its okay. You are lucky the person who made the ink knew what they were doing seems like you wont get dehydrated no matter how much you leak. But let me help you anyway.”

She leans down and stick her nipple into your mouth a warm substance flooding your mouth as you begin to suckle and drink toes curling and eyes rolling back. Drinking her in as your brain gives in. The frustration turning into more pleasure.

“Good boy drink rub and lick my breasts are so big and full you can suckle and get dumb and happy for me.”

You hear her voice only her voice the taste and the pleasure remain as the rest of the world melts sinks down and squirts out of your throbbing endlessly edging cock. She smiles give her breast a little squeeze and squirts more milk into your mouth.

“Now let me work my magic.”

With a single touch her breast stop producing the liquid and she instead smothers your face still stroking as you hear a cork pop from a bottle. You shiver bound finally able to get rid of the constant arousal. You feel some liquid drip over your cock and the edge hits hard you can feel the orgasm build and build. Moaning bucking against the restraints.

“Good boy feel it, feel it all.”

Her voice is muffled by her breasts and you loose the ability to speak, words getting to hard as your mind sinks between your legs and then finally. The build of your orgasm stops and the pleasure disappears, only frustration left. You whimper and look down as she gets up. Your cock covered in a tight black latex like substance.

“Confused. You shouldn’t have disobeyed the instructor. The ink was well made, cause I made it. I am a witch that get her energy from denial and frustration, but also from precum and your pleasure. And you gave me so much. I didn’t make it worse, your cock wont explode in pleasure as much, it will be constantly and violently sensitive as the sleeve rubs and tightens throughput the day.”

You squirm, the binds finally letting you go but you are too exhausted to move looking and listening to her explain.

“See it as your punishment and learning experience. 3 more days and you would have been done, a good boy. Now this wont come off. You will seek out a friend in my coven and ask her to help she lives up the mountain.”

She hands you a medal and smiles. Dressing you as the latex sleeve around your cock pumps your cock, so sensitive, so needy as your head melts.

“The instructor is incredible, I know why I call her my friend. She guessed how everything would happen. So she gave me this. Here, you are now a temporary adventurer and thus allowed to get up the mountain. The latex case and curse will make it hard but you need to go, I have packed you your bundle already, try not to loose your mind. This lovely sleeve will only come off after you found my sister of the coven.”

She kisses your forehead and makes you drink a potion, restoring some of your energy, making you ready for the adventure.

“And thank you for the energy and the precum, now I can make a new batch of ink for many more cocky darlings to get more frustration and energy from.”

She touches the sleeve through your pants. She then hugs you, burying your face into her cleavage, holding the back of your head as more precum spurts out and you hit another edge from her touch leaving a wet spot soaked through your pants.

“Be careful and learn from this darling. Be good and nice. And learn to be humble.”

You turn to leave thanking her. Your head a bit dizzy, but you know that its your own fault and you will have to learn.