For the first ten years of my life, I thought the woman I called mother, mom, or mommy was indeed my mother, and I thought the man I called father, dad, or daddy was indeed my father. I guess looking back now, with hindsight, I can see the blatant contradiction of what the parent's job was supposed to be, and how these two did nothing what they were supposed to do as parents. They weren't really good at their job, and it wasn't until my seventh birthday did I find out why. Curiously, however, finding the truth about these people didn't bother me. Even at a young age I found relief in knowing I was being groomed for a greater purpose albeit sinful. My parents, my biological parents were devotees to the goddess Rati, and when I was just an infant, I was left at the altar as a sacrifice. Not long after that, I was taken in by a couple worshiping at the temple. Now the story could end there, but the couple wasn't an ordinary couple. The woman was the incarnation of the goddess herself, and the man was her high priest, and lover. Yes, the goddess of carnal pleasures and desires raised me.

As I probed the recesses of my mind, I can tell about times, rather vividly, as far back as the age of five. Now, I must put out a disclaimer. My life was not normal. While other five-year-old boys were playing with video games and toys, I was learning, the correct camera setting for cum shots, eating pussy, and being taught to pleasure a woman. My parental guardians were not only a high priest and goddess, but also hardcore pornographers. Apparently my surrogate mother needed the constant sexual energy to maintain her immortality, and power. They did nothing to hide their profession from me, yet I didn't know the other side of who they were until years later.

I remember like it was yesterday. I was almost six years old, as I stood by my father's side, and watched him film his wife fuck one hundred men. It was going on three hours since the camera's started, and she was covered in cum and sweat. Her body was tone and firm. He tits tight, and perky glistened under incandescent lights, and camera flashes. Her moans, groans, and screams, echoed in the grand hall of our mansion, and as she grunted twisting her face in intensity as two cocks rammed and stretched her ass while another pounded her well-fucked pussy, cum oozed out of her mouth and streamed down her neck as she sucked on cocks that dangled above her head. I glanced up to look at my father. His eyes were glazed over. His breathing heavy, short and controlled, and every few seconds, he grabbed the bulge in his pants, and grinned. I knew what was coming next. It happened every time he shot a scene with Rati. Rati opened her mouth wider, and on cue a man walked over and shot with accuracy a stream of sperm on her tongue. Seconds later, another followed, and another, until her mouth puddled with cum. The men fucking her pounded harder. Cum drained out of her ass and pooled beneath the man under her. The one fucking her in the pussy pulled out and moved towards her mouth and contributed to the puddle of sperm bubbling and streaming down her face. One of the two men fucking her in the ass pulled out and did the same.

Rati closed her eyes, and swallowed ninety plus loads of cum like it was water. She took a deep breath and began bouncing up and down on the cock in her ass.

"More, more give me more," she said, but the men around her could not give any more. They were spent. It was one of the many problems my father had when casting her in a picture.

My father took a deep breath and yelled, "Cut!" And at once, Rati stopped in mid action, slowly slid off the cock, turned and straddling the man's face. Her pussy lips dangled above the man's lips and as cum dripped out of her pussy, and into the man's mouth she smiled. He leaned up and sucked on her long lips lapping up whatever sperm was left. In my opinion it was the best part of the perverted scene, but it wasn't taped, and everyone else walked around like nothing had every happened. My father glanced at Rati riding the man's faced, and then looked at the cameraman and photographer and asked, "We got everything?"

They both nodded their heads and walked towards the door leading to the pool. Rati slowly pulled off of the man face and stood. Her body was drenched in body fluids. Her hair was caked in cum. She walked towards my father and kissed him on the lip. They gazed into each other. She grinned, then looked at me, squatted to my level, and smiled grabbing my hand. I smiled back and kissed her. I loved her. She was the most beautiful woman I knew. Yeah, I was only five and most five year olds think their mother is beautiful, but I was raised in the porn industry, which meant I was raised around the world's most beautiful, and sexual women, so there was a lot to compare to, and my Rati was the most exotic, and erotic.

Her beauty had been written about for many millenniums. Gods fought to be with her. Mortals built monuments to her, but as the world progressed, and man's need for the spiritual she became less and less a necessity. However, she was different from other gods who became myth, legend and folklore. Although she was considered mythical, she maintained beauty and power and relevance from being the source of all things carnal, and the obvious way to keep her immortality and relevance was being in the business of carnal pleasure. Over the many years, she's owned brothels. She's been a sexual slave. She's been part of a harem, but it wasn't until the advent of the camera did she strike gold. She knew the power of pictures, so to tap into the desires of men, she became a pornographer, and for the last century she's had no problems with finding the sexual energy she needs to survive.

Rati hadn't changed much in the five thousand year existence. She had long thick black ankle length hair that shined, and looked like a million strains of silk when it wasn't caked in sperm. Her skin was a year round bronze. She was close to six feet, and she the voice that was soft and kind. Her eyes were a very light brown, and her touch and skin were soft. If not for the fact that she had this insatiable apatite for the perverted, and was immortal, I would say she was a perfect earthy mother -loving, caring, and protective. Yet the porn goddess side dominated the loving, caring, and protective woman she was. It was Rati, who taught me the business of porn. She taught me the ways of seduction and carnal pleasure. She was grooming me to take over when my father passed. I would be her priest and handler, so I needed to know all there was about her, and how to please her.

Rati guided me to the master bedroom, and we walked out to the balcony. I stood by her side and just marveled at her beauty. Under the sun's rays her skin shined as beads of cum dripped down her body. I wanted to be with her like the other men, but I knew nothing. She glanced down at me and smiled like she was reading my mind.

"You want to please me? You want to do the things these men do to me?" I nodded my head and then glanced at the other scenes being shot by the pool. It was an orgy, or rather another gangbang. Her company specialized in hardcore gangbangs, and she was the most sought after star. She had millions of followers and worshipers around the globe. There was nothing she didn't do or wouldn't do. She held the gangbang record of fucking 1,500 men in ten hours. She was on last month's cover of, Sin magazine as well, which sold a staggering five million copies. She looked like she took a bath in semen. Her hair was slicked back with clumps of cum tangled between each strain, while six cocks dripped cum on her face. Her mouth was open, and overflowed with cum, and in bold lettering the title read, GODDESS WHORE!

She kneeled beside me and wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. She whispered, "I can arrange that, if you want."

I turned and looked at her. He eyes were hypotonic. I was lost in her power. How things worked being with her was as followed. Every forty years or so, a family was chosen, from among her followers, to offer their first-born son to her. She would groom that child to become her priest and lover giving her the sexual energy needed to survive. Without this energy, she would wither away. She also needed an emotional love, which came from being the high priest. I still had many years to learn to please her physically, but emotionally she had my heart. There were many facets of her I needed to know, but she seemed to see something in me that she hadn't seen in others. She smiled and ran her hands over my face.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

I nodded my head. "I love you mother, with all my heart," she smiled and stood.

Father walked into the bedroom, and out onto the balcony. Rati knew he was there. She stood and spread her legs and leaned forward on the railing. I wrapped my arms around her thigh that was glazed with cum, and rested my head on her hip while she caressed my head. I looked behind and saw cum dripping from her dangling pussy lips. Her lips, the testament of the many hundred of thousands of cocks that have had the pleasure of entering her, were five inches in length and pierced at the tip with two gold rings. Men loved looking at them, and when she did put on clothes, and it was a rarity when she did, Rati always wore micro mini skirts. Patches of clothe that covered nothing, but she knew how to carry herself. However, her lips always dangled below the fabric drawing attention, but like when she was in front of the camera she relished the looks men gave from seeing her famed labia.

Without regards to me, my father unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and shoved into her ass. He leaned over and kissed her on the neck all the while pounding in and out of her. She tilted her head back, moaned, and kissed him.

"I love you," he said.

"I know," she said.

He pulled out of her, squirting cum on her tight ass. He moaned, and undressed. Rati straightened, and walked into the bedroom and rested on her back, on the bed, and spread her legs. She reached between her thighs, and spread open her pussy lips while father straddled her face. As he face fucked her, I stood in the corner and watched. When she stuck one manicured finger in her pussy and rubbed her small cock looking clit, her body jerked and arced, and twisted until she came. A thin white fluid oozed out of her pussy and puddled below on the silk sheets. Not long after that, father came in her mouth. He pulled out of her mouth, his cock dripping with cum and saliva, and leaned down to kiss her. Their mouths made a loud smacking, and sucking noise as they shared each other. He stood and looked down, and smiled at her, and while getting dress, he looked at me and said, "Soon, you'll be taking my place."

Rati looked at him while wiping her mouth and said, "You're free."

He frowned and stopped dressing and asked, "What?"

"He's ready. I'll teach him from here. Enjoy the rest of your life." She stood and walked closer to him and kissed him on the cheek.

"That's not how things work. He still has many things to learn."

She walked back to the bed and gestured for me.

I nodded my head and walked over to the bed, and straddled her rested my head on her chest. I stuck my small finger in her gold nipple ring and pulled. She smiled and rubbed my head and kissed me on the forehead. Her body was sticky and she smelled like sweat and sex, not the way she normally smells, which is fresh and like flowers. I leaned up and looked her in the eyes as she cupped my tiny cock and balls. She leaned forward and opened her mouth devouring my cock and balls. Her tongue ring ran over my sack and caused a tingling sensation that shot through my body. One like I had never felt before. She pulled away, looked at father and said, "You'll find an account in your name with fifty million dollars. Take it and enjoy the rest of your life."

He stormed out of the room.

"Is he okay?" I asked.

"He'll be fine. Let's take a bath."

She ran hot water and while waiting for the tub to fill she sat at a vanity mirror. I walked behind her and cupped her firm tits with my small hands and kissed her on the neck. "I love you mommy." I said. I saw her smile, and when I glanced into the mirror, her eyes twinkled. She stood and walked over to the tub, and when it was filled with bubbles, she lowered herself, and gestured for me to follow, and I did. I lathered up her body and washed her face. Her skin was flawless. Ageless really. I didn't know how old she was then, and I couldn't guess. As I washed her face she stared at me like a proud parent. I then lathered her hair and washed the sperm and other bodily fluids out. Then I moved to her legs, taking one at a time caressing her calves, inner thighs, and ankles. Her ass and pussy was next. When I was done I slid to the other end and smiled. Rati smiled back, and took a deep. She propped one leg over the side of the tub and raised her midsection.

"Come here," she said. I did. She grabbed my head and looked me in the eyes and said, "Now, I'm going to have to teach you to take care of me. Would you like that?"

I nodded my head. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. It was a soft kiss at first, but then her tongue entered my mouth and soon the kiss became hard and erotic. She leaned back and said, "That's how you kiss me." She propped the other leg over the side, reached between her legs, and with one of her fingernails looped in her pussy piercing she spread her lips, and pointed to her clit and said, "This is what makes me scream. Touch it."

I did softly with my fingers. I looked at her face. Her mouth dropped opened, and as she closed her eyes, she grabbed my head and said, "Eat me."

"Eat?" I squealed.

She opened her eyes and laughed. "It's just an expression. You've seen me do it to other women. That's eating pussy. Stick your tongue out." I did. She smiled and grabbed my head and pushed me between her legs. "Good, now lick the inside of my pussy, but first take your fingers and spread my pussy lips." I took both thumbs and index fingers and pinched the tips her lips and pulled them apart. "Now lean forward and lick the inside." I did. She tasted sweet, and salty. It was unlike anything I had tasted before, and I liked it. I liked the way I made her squirm and squeal. She grabbed my head with both hands and moaned, "That's it. Don't stop. Now, lick the bottom my clit." I did and she screamed, "Fuck! That's my boy. You're taking care mommy now. Make me cum. Lick harder. Lick me good, that's it."

A few second later, she gushed in my mouth. I leaned back and wiped my mouth. "Swallow." She said.

When I did, she said, "Good boy."

From then on, I had a lusting for her. My love turned to carnal lust. She turned something on in me. While others kids were eating popsicles and junk food, I was eating her pussy and ass. I had heard stories of a child walking up to their mother and grabbing a tit when they got hungry. Well if, or when the sexual urge hit me, I walked up to Rati, spread her legs, and buried my face between her thighs slurping wet cum soaked pussy.

It wasn't long before I was cuming in Rati's pussy and mouth on a regular. My young mind turned into a palate of the perverse. I loved sucking on her thick nipples and lapping her labia, so I wanted to show my love of her body by designing a ceremonial gold chain. It started at her right ear and was connected to a gold looped ear ring. The chain was then connected to a gold nose ring. It then dropped to her tits and ran through her gold nipple rings, and dropped to a gold waist belt. At the front of the waist belt, were two gold chains that were connected to her labia piercings. The two chains were cut short so when connected they spread apart and lifted her labia exposing her clit, which I too pierced with a gold ring. She liked it. It became her regalia when manifesting herself to devotees. My thirst for perversion intensified with every passing day, and she obliged. Anything I wanted to do sexually to her she let me. I became a sort of sexual scientist. I created a metal plug the size of football. Slowly I pushed the plug into her pussy. It spread wide and caused her to yell. But once fully inside the plug caused friction against her walls when she walked around. In one day she said she had thirty orgasm. At times we had days when all I did was fuck her in the ass while her pussy was plugged. She said she had never felt so much pleasure in her life.

All she needed to keep her immortality was the sexual energy of mortals, but she like the physical interaction of sex, and she felt semen provided her with a glow she could not get elsewhere. I wanted to give her a gift of a sperm bath, but didn't know how to do it, until I met one of her fellow gods at a party. He helped me draw up plans to create the most perverted and demented machine ever. It would house one thousand men and attached to their cock would be suction hoses like the ones attached to cows to collect milk. The machine would suck off these men, and collect their sperm in a sealed container keeping it fresh until released.

"Where am I going to get one thousand men willing to do this?" I asked.

He looked at me and said, "We are gods. We can make mortals do what we want."

A few months later, the machine was built, and Rati had her endless supply of fresh cum. I got such a hard on watching her shower in a cascade of sperm, and when she was finished, I fucked her and when we were done we bathed in a bubble bath.

I was seven, by that time and was experienced in the art of Tantra, and the Karma sutra. I could please her for days, and as a result the business was suffering. We hadn't done a film since father left, and people were beginning to have doubt she could run the business. She didn't care. With my unbridled lust for her she was getting stronger than ever before, and developing powers she hadn't had in centuries. While wrapped in a heap of tantric sex on beach, one night, she had an orgasm and teleported the both of us to a valley. When I opened my eyes, I saw trees, and bushes and wild animals that seemed to bow at the sight of her. The sun was bright and looked liked an artistic rendition against swirling clouds. We disconnected from each and stood. Instantly the chain I had designed for her appeared. She looked ahead at a temple in the distance and gently grabbed my hand. We walked naked through the valley towards the temple. The warm air kissed our bodies along with the gentle touch of the grass. "Where are we?" I asked. She just looked at me and smiled.

As we got closer to the temple, people appeared. They lowered their heads as she walked in through the doors. Together we walked until reaching a statute of Shiva that looked one thousand feet tall. She kneeled. I stood behind her and watched as a light appeared. Shiva manifested himself to her and gestured for her to stand.

"You bring a mortal into my most holy?"

She looked at me and said, "He is the reason I am here."

Shiva looked at her chain and traced his finger from her ear, to her nose and when got to her breast he pinched her thick pierced nipples. He traced the chain to her waist and then to her spread labia. He took his finger and curled it around her clitoris ring and pulled her closer to him. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip.

"What do you want?"

"Grant him immortality."

"Why should I?"

"He is young, but he has given me pleasure no slave has ever given in the many years I have been living. Grant him immortality so I will never be a lone again."

"And what you give me?"

"For the first thirty years of ever new millennium, I will be your whore to grant your every sexual desire."

He caressed her face and smiled. "You are the most beautiful of my creations."

She smiled.

"Done."

"I have to make arraignments for him. Give me five days and I will return."

The next morning, I woke to moans and screams. I walked into the master bedroom and saw Rati sandwiched between two men. I didn't know who they were, but I sat on the floor and watched as they fucked her hard. The man on top pulled out and grabbed her by the hair. His yank was so hard that he literally pulled her off the other man's cock. Rati grinned at him and said, "Is that all you've got?"

The man smacked her. She laughed. He smacked her again, but this time she didn't smile. "You're a whore. Tell your husband we want our money."

"But we had an arraignment," she said.

The man lying in the bed leaned up and rubbed his cock. He jumped out of the bed and walked behind Rati. He grabbed her tits and said, "Yeah we had an arraignment."

The other man pointed at him and said, "Shut up." He looked back at Rati and slapped her again.

"So you're breaking our arraignment?" Rati said.

"I want my money, or his business will go down the tube."

"Are you sure you want to do that? I wouldn't if I were you."

He slapped her again.

Rati said, "You fail to see who the real owner of this business is."

"You?" He laughed. "You're nothing but a dirty whore. You can't possible be the owner."

"Am I?" Rati looked at me and said, "Cover you eyes."

The man raised his hand again, but this time a blinding light flashed. I covered my eyes. I didn't see anything but what I heard was not of this world. I heard voices other than the ones in the room. And I heard ripping and screams of pain. It was the men screaming. Seconds later, I felt a soft touch on my face. "You can open your eyes now." I opened my eyes and looked up at Rati who stood over me.

"What happen to the men?"

"They're gone. No worries." Rati walked to the balcony and lay on her stomach on a blanket. I walked over and lay on her back, and stuck my cock into her ass and began pumping her. She moaned as I fucked her and kissed her spine at the same time. I came, and pulled out, but still kissed her down the back. When I got to her ass, I spread her cheeks and buried my face licking my cum and whatever cum was still in there from the other men. I leaned up and said to her, "Turn over." When she did, I put her legs over my shoulder and slurped and ate her pussy twirling her labia in my mouth and licking her clit. When I was done, she slid up and looked at me. I frowned and said, "I had this dream last night that you and I were fucking on a beach, and suddenly we were taken to another land and met Shiva."

She smiled and said, "It wasn't a dream my love."

"So you really are going away for thirty years?"

She wrapped her legs around me and reached between us. She guided my cock into her and took a deep breath and moaned, "What's thirty years when you have eternity?" She opened her eyes and kissed me. Our tongues danced in each others mouth and our lips locked. He hair coved my face as she leaned forward pushing me back. She rocked on me. Slow at first, but as she drew closer to an orgasm her strides got faster. She twitched a few times and came, pulled off of me and straddled my face. I reached up and spread her lips and licked inside her.

A thunderous roar echoed and the clouds above us parted. Slowly five figures appeared and gently landed on the balcony where we fucked. Rati stood and looked at me and said, "You will be in good hands. If there is anything that you need, just say my name and I will appear."

I stood and watched as three of the five figures take her away. The other two stood beside me and smiled. "We are Rati's priestesses and will be taking care of you until you are of age."

One of them looked at me and walked closer. Her skin was pale. She had sort flaming red hair and ocean blue eyes. She said, "We are curious to know how you managed to turn out the goddess of pleasure." She rubbed my face and grinned, "You're just a boy."

The other one chimed in, "We have tended to her since the beginning of time. We have seen many men come and go, but we have never seen one that made her want to sacrifice herself to Shiva."

"What will happen to her?" I asked.

"He will cause her unspeakable pleasure, and pain. He can be merciless when he wants, and loving when wants."

"Will I be able to see her again?"

"After the time is up she will appear to you. Until then you must rely on the memories you have of her," the red head said.