Tessa begins to choke and gag a bit, her mind not ready for the strength of Father Ignacious's lust.  She pulls back away as much as she can, whimpering, "Please don't hurt me father, please.  I don't want to do it.  Not again.  Please."  Fear eclipses any signs of lust as Tessa relives her 'wedding' night.  She fights the urges and instructions she's been given since she was so much younger, and with a burst of adrenaline rushes to her feet and towards the door.  "You can't make me do it, you can't make me do it to her."  In her mind Tessa is picturing her naked mother, prepped for sacrifice.  Tessa has had a strap-on bound to herself, and has been prepped for this very moment.  She would fuck her young mother, and then kill her to take her place as Tessa's father's bride.  Even as she runs for the door in the rectory, her body betrays her just as it had that night.  She is gushing with a lust she won't admit to herself.  She loved the power she had over her mother, forcing her mother to orgasm.  It was revenge for all of the orgasms her mother had forced onto her during Tessa's training.  And it pleased daddy.  She'd been taught since she could remember that pleasing daddy was what she was brought into this world for.