"Sorry, Father" ? You're not sorry. I bet my admonitions only aggravate your sick cravings... This is worse than I thought.
Shh, don't be scared now, my child. I know this is not your fault. Don't worry, we'll get rid of those filthy urges, and we'll make you pure again under the Lord's merciful eye.
Join me in front of the altar, boy. No need to look around, everybody left after the service, and at this late hour of the night, I doubt we'll have any visitors. We're completely alone. Now, kneel before me and join your hands in prayer.
In order to help you pray, I'll tie your hands together with my rosary. If you ever feel it burning against your skin, it means the Evil is leaving your body. Yes, it is quite tight, I know. It's for your own good, my child.
Look up. Let me take your face in my hands. Such a young, innocent boy... Already so corrupted by the Evil in this world. No, don't look away - the Lord sees you through my eyes and he's watching. He speaks to me, you know? He tells me exactly what needs to be done to you, to bring you back to Him. I'm only His humble vessel.
Let's start together. Our Father, blessed in Heavens... yes. Keep reciting, boy. And let me enjoy the softness of your hair between my fingers. Do you feel how big my hand is on the back of your head? Relax into it, my sweet lamb. Very good. Keep praying. Rest your hand in my palm. Give yourself to me.
Well..yes, that is what the Lord wants. Come on, don't make me push your head down on it. It will be easier if you take it willingly in your mouth. Think of it as... communion. The Body of Christ. You're a good Christian boy, right? You want the Lord's forgiveness for your sins, you want Him to love you again? Because right now, He isn't very proud of you.
No, it's not too big - stop being a fucking tease or I'll shove it down your throat.
Wonderful. Here you go, child, here's your way to salvation. I'm giving you the Lord's flesh - doesn't it taste good? Isn't it what you wished for, to be filled with love? Oh, your mouth is so warm, my boy. The Lord is so pleased with your selfless act of kindness and trust. Let me just grab your hair and help you a bit - ah, perfect. Don't struggle, child, it's alright. You're doing the Lord's work, nobody said it was easy, but I know you can do it.
Here, I'll let you breathe for a minute. That wasn't so bad, wasn't it?
Get up now. No, we are not done. Where would you go anyway? It's not like anybody is waiting for you at home. Get up and bend over the altar. I'm going to fix you for good and bright the Light into you.
Yes, Father, please.. I am a good Christian boy. I want to be a good boy for the Lord and for you. I want you to know how devoted I am to the Lord. If you think this is how my sins will be forgiven, I will take it.. I want the Lo- no, I want you to be proud of me.
It- wasn’t that bad at all, Father. Thank you for sharing the Lord’s love with me.. My throat hurts a little though.. Um! Thank you for believing in me, Father.
Despite my perversion, you’re still helping me, but I bet you needed this too. I’m sure you’re enjoying this just as much as I am..
Ah- wait what do you mean we aren’t done..?! Father, the rosary has started to hurt my hands.. Can’t you loosen them a bit? Please, Father, it hurts! I- I don’t know if I can take anymore with my hands bound like this..