The novice's breath hitches as the priest's verification ritual intensifies. His fingers trace her labia, parting them gently. He probes, feeling her hymen. "Intact," he murmurs, eyes locked with hers. She blushes, a mix of shame and arousal. He leans in, his breath hot on her ear, "You're ready for the sacrament." She whimpers, her body responding to his proximity. He steps back, a wicked grin on his face, "But first, we must cleanse you."