Sports, late nights and freedom, first however was my birthday. Thisweekend I would be turning 13 and hopefully getting my own cellphone. Ihad asked ...y parents for it a million times over. I was hoping theywould get me one, but with all the trouble I had been in lately I reallydidn't know.Saturday came around, my birthday the big thirteen. Mom and Dad said wewould be celebrating as a family this evening. They were going to takeus out to my favourite restaurant for dinner and then we would. 'She moved towards me and suddenly swung back-handed with the belt which cracked painfully across the back of my thighs. I gasped involuntarily.'What do you say?''Ouch.'The belt swung again, even harder this time. 'I obviously need to teach you how to be grateful.'I quickly took my cue. 'Thank you, Madame.'She didn't respond this time, but walked behind me. I knew better than to turn, so I kept my position. My cock, which had been half erect before the surprise of the two blows, was beginning. Although that great throbbing pole had been mine less than half an hour before, I felt no repulsion at all on taking it into my mouth. It seemed so right that I, Penny, should be submissively giving him head like this. I did not have to look in a mirror to know that I was neither Tom nor Amanda now, but Penny the slut and I found it very exciting to be this completely new person. As I worked hard with my tongue, he put a hand firmly onto one of my breasts and began to massage it. I fumbled with. She desperately hoped that his religion would permit him to use an infidel such as her.She need not have worried; he was giving thanks to God for the provision of this large but mouth-watering, unbeliever white female for him to take carnal pleasure in and exploit, allowing him to spare his wife from his ravenous and aggressive sexual needs.As soon as she heard his speaking stop and she felt his right hand pull her hair and head back and then his left hand pull her skirt up to her waist she.