I have read this testimony a few times. I have dissected quite a bit of it, and compared it to my own experiences.
If this story isn’t true, it is one of the best forgeries I have ever seen.
Nearly every aspect rings as believable. The circuмstances and descriptions match my experiences quite well, as well as the descriptions of the seminary grounds. The timeline fits, and the actions mentioned match what happened at the retreats of 2015.
I could go into greater detail on how this story is far more plausible than the other, most recent effort.
Although I will not say with absolute certainty that this story is true, I believe that it reflects the truth, and that these events occurred more or less as they are written.

Your name might as well be Mud, Martin.

Now I haven't been following your posts over the long term. Perhaps you or someone else could direct me to the series of posts in which you changed your mind about Boston and actually did something to dissuade folks from going there: a grand exposé of some sort. Because to me, that's what people who have been a big part of a bad situation do to help clear their conscience and turn over a new leaf in their lives. All I remember is you being given special protection status, disappearing for a time and reappearing to post on unrelated issues from time to time only to return to the subject of Boston in order to defend Pablo over something a seminary cook wouldn't necessarily be privy to.

You see, the more you claim to have been involved in that cult operation, the greater your culpability becomes. The less effort you make to expose the well known issues over there, the more suspicion you accrue to yourself. The more you respond to valid criticism - your deflections, your credibility, your motivations, with little more than vulgar recriminations and hollow self affirmations, the more you prove that you are still part of the problem. Let's just say you've pushed all of these categories well past the point of my gastronomic capacity.

So I don't buy your act. You're not a little kid, though you argue like one. You're not directly responsible for the sacrileges at Boston like Frs Pfeiffer and Hewko are, nor are you responsible for the variously sinful behavior of Pablo (as far as we know), but you were present for much of it and you spent an awful lot of time on these forums trying to convince people how great it all was. You certainly functioned as an accessory. I distinctly remember how arrogantly you kept chugging along while throwing every single critique out the window, whether it was light-hearted or serious. Believe it or not there was a time I wasn't as harsh on you as I am now! But I am far from the only one who ran out of patience with you.

You played the part of well-intentioned Pollyanna traddy ad nauseum. One thing was for sure and that was there was hardly a single person who agreed with you around here. For the life of me, I still can't figure out why you would spend so much time in a hostile environment unless you were operating under someone else's request. It's entirely possible you truly were that self-convinced, that self-deluded. I suppose the same could be said now. For example, why do I have to explain to a Trad Catholic why "SOB" is not acceptable language? You might prefer I start throwing obscenities your way before you figure it out.  

One way or another, Manuel-Martin, forget about Pablo... you have enough to answer for yourself!

It makes sense because Hernandez can barely write a correct English sentence and has been banned on most forums

The proverbial straw that broke this camel's back happened on the fourth day of the retreat.  I wasn't feeling well, and excused myself to lie down.  Pablo was in  the room. He suddenly turned all solicitous, insisting I go over to the house where I could rest in a real bedroom with peace and quiet, instead of in the dormitory where a lot of noise and  commotion was going on.  I tried to refuse, but a certain lady, an employee at the time, agreed with Pablo.  She had some linens that had to be brought to the house, so Pablo would bring me over on a golf cart.  I went with him reluctantly.  Pablo got angry upon finding the front door ajar and cats wandering in and out.  He cursed at the cats and roughly kicked one aside hard enough to hurt it.  Once inside, Pablo closed the door and locked it.  He gave me a stack of linens, told me to bring them upstairs, make up two beds, put away the towels except for a particular set, in a linen closet.  I was to take a shower, use the set of linens, to dry off, and wear a robe I'd find in a certain bedroom closet.  When I was done with that, I was to take a long nap in that particular bedroom, none other.  I could feel secure because he'd have all the doors to the house locked.  Horrified, I asked exactly why this was necessary.  He said it was his duty to protect me from any males who might try to break in, that the house was isolated from the rest of the buildings and it was dangerous for a woman to stay there alone.  We were in the kitchen, Pablo standing in the doorway.  I feigned going for a glass of water, and when Pablo went to "assist" me, I dashed through a utility room and out a back door.  I got in my car that was parked in the driveway and drove, locked in, to the side door of the dormitory.  I hastily retrieved the few items I had inside and drove an hour east to a friend's house.  

You pretty much nailed it Croixalist.

Martin Dougherty is the social media agent for Paul Hernandez, the warlock.                                                                          

It makes sense because Hernandez can barely write a correct English sentence and has been banned on most forums

I'm aware of a close friend of Martin's who literally warned him for years to get his brother Chris out of the Pfeiffer hell-hole.
He's never acted on it.   It's as if both brothers are bewitched and paralyzed, like so many others.

Martin has a silver tongue. His diversionary posts on this topic remind me of dialogue with a demon.
The best advice is not too communicate with him.  He adds no value to a deadly serious topic.

Manuel,

Very intelligent and good people continue to list only facts and personal experiences. Your eternal, unwavering response to these good people is to accuse them of “lies, deceptions, rumors”. These people become agitated only because of your constant denials, lies and subterfuges. Psychologists call your reactions "projection".

All the while you know that these are facts, but your programming does not permit you to admit it. To compare honest Catholic people to radical lesbian feminists is desperate, wouldn’t you agree, at least in your heart of hearts? But don’t admit it to us. It might break the spell, and fragment your fragile armor.  

As Will Rogers, used to say: “If you find yourself in a hole, stop digging”.

He also said: “After eating an entire bull, a mountain lion felt so good he started roaring. He kept it up until a hunter came along and shot him. The moral: When you're full of bull, keep your mouth shut.”.