She taught him a lesson.

Lili had never been in a situation like this before. As far as she always knew, clergymen were good and trustworthy, but her instincts told her otherwise about this particular parishioner. Looking away from the man, she continued her work on the already pristine mahogany furniture piece.

Father De Luca tugged just slightly on Lili's hip, obviously wanting some attention. He prodded her about her sins, but she was appropriately reticent, though she still found it more comfortable speaking to the table than the old gentleman.

"Hey, Girl!" Father De Luca growled. He wrapped his arm around her body and forcefully turned her to face him. "I know your sins now. Look at me when I'm talking to you." Lili squirmed amidst the priest's grip, but he only held on tighter. Slowly he came closer with his lecherous face, breathing in deeply as if to pick up the scent of her transgressions. Then he turned his attention downwards to admire the deep valley of her creamy bosom. Lili recoiled and protested at Father De Luca's forwardness, but he would not be persuaded.

"A beautiful young lady such as yourself," the priest began, "must have -some- sins to confess. You are already a liar, aren't you, Girl? A bad, shameful, lying girl?"

Lili was filled with consternation. Surely Father De Luca was only testing her. He was testing that she was a good Christian. Perhaps she was not faithful enough, and Father De Luca could sense it. She needed only to hold her composure as a meek, forgiving, humble servant of God.

"Do you know how bad girls are punished, hmm?" Father De Luca took one heavy palm and placed it firmly upon Lili's ass. In spite of her gentle nature, something in Lili suddenly snapped. In just a fraction of a second the deed was done, and the heavy-set clergyman fell thunderously to the hard-wood floor. With both hands he clutched his wounded genitals, crying, "Devil-child! Devil-child!" Lili just stood there in shock, her knees weak and barely holding her aloft.

Soon after, other guests of the margrave came rushing in to see the commotion. "Father De Luca! What's happened?" cried one royal.

"The Devil hath taken this insolent child! She hath struck me down!" the priest screamed, pointing his finger wildly at poor, innocent Lili. She looked about, panicked and nervous, and not really understanding any of what anyone was saying.

With a wave of his hand, the royal commanded the guards. "Seize that girl!" The margrave's troops rushed the clergyman's room and took custody of Lili without a fight. "Take her away," ordered the royal, "and bring a healer for the good Father De Luca! Quickly!"

Onlookers muttered their admonishments as the other maids laughed derisively at Lili. She kept her head down, completely ashamed, and the guards escorted her away.