I told him I was going out with my girlfriends that night, which wasn’t entirely a lie, I did meet up with a few of them and have a couple of drinks...to get my courage up, but I told them I had to be home early and left after an hour or so. My true birthday party was going to be something special, a big, black birthday present to myself. His name was Darnell, he had a small recording studio in his apartment where he produced the music of local artists. He had a business, moderate success and he. The only complain, if any, was this highly developed sex drive that she had even at that tender age. Always a very intelligent student she knew even at that age, that her condition was called nymphomania.But she would have choosen that nymphomania over the revelation she was hit with today, on her 17th birthday. The truth about her birth, about her past and about the destiny her father saved her from.Her father Ramakanth was a bureaucrat who was at heart a very good man. He was not always an. Yep that's right you are MY bitch today and if you don't behave my riding crop is coming out and I WILL beat your ass red!" Now you know I can never behave or follow orders dear" he said in his snarky little voice.Then we spent the rest of the morning and afternoon goofing off around the house. Finally I got up enough steam to go to our basement gym and work out. Always cranking my favorite tunes made working out so much more fun. Journey, Heart, No Doubt, Kix all my old favorites made my work. Sita got anger and held my nose and twisted “what is this? Why your dick leaked like this just for touching? If it so, how can you fuck me?” she slapped on my cheeks. I caught hold of sita’s feet and said ” Sita I am your slave. I am slave to your nose. I like your long nose very much. Please don’t tell this to anybody.. I will obey your orders. You can fuck with anybody as you like. Please sita” I prayed. Sita laughed loudly and twisted my nose this side and that side and said “come with me….