"Get up Jean Anne. Stand before me."
She stood up, wiping her wet face on her sleeve. She was biting her lip. He wanted to push his c**k in between those lips.
"This is what will happen, Jean Anne. We will perform a ritual of cleansing. It will at times be painful, but if you truly wish to be clean, you must have courage and do everything I say. If you are obedient, there will be pleasure in this cleansing. I will take any form of disobedience as proof that your soul is too far gone and that you have no desire to be accepted into heaven."
She would do anything. He knew it.
"Yes, Father. Please help me. I want to be clean again. I'll do everything you ask of me."
He gripped his c**k hard. He was fighting to maintain control.
"Good," he said, coolly. "Now, we will start with straight
