The boy was the slave, the bishop's toy.

The Bishop was already a friend of the very poor and very religious family. When the boy was born blind, the Bishop piously offered to care for him and the family, helping financially. He was the boy's godfather and advised how he should be created to become a saint.

He forbade him to go to school, to study, to have contact with other children, and to have the family keep him isolated from the world and his sins.

He announced the boy's "religious vocation" from very early on and took him to the episcopal residence. He kept it locked in his room, isolated from everyone. He fed the boy and showered him. No one could enter the room or see the boy.

The boy was his toy, his slave, belonged to the Bishop, no one could question or doubt the merciful and holy intentions of ecclesiastical authority.

The novice slept in the holy Bishop's room, taking care of the bath of his holiness. Every day he sucked his holy penis, licked the holy anus, and was regularly raped from adolescence.

All his sinful deeds and thoughts were severely punished, and endless penances mortified his body.

He always wore the iron belts, tight, mortifying thighs and chest.

His owner whipped him every day with much cruelty.

The boy cried in silence, resignedly, prayed, and sang religious chants while being whipped. He never protested or tried to change his life.

God did so the boy, with his body and his desires corrupted by the devil and sin. He would be doomed to damnation, corruption, and hell if his beloved Bishop had not assumed his guard.

The Bishop explained that by being punished daily, even an incorrigible sinner would become holy and go to heaven.

The boy thanked and prayed. Amen!