.. Goodbye. I love you, too."Mom handed me the phone. I checked for a dial tone and found one before I set the phone on its cradle. I then took Mom in...my arms again while she cried. She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her - an attitude. I was sensing attitudes now! Before I would've only sensed relief. A few minutes later, she asked me to hand her the phone again, and she called Dad."Stuart! Guess who just called?" she said excitedly.I left her so she could talk privately with my. Once he was satisfied I'd sucked our juices from his cock he let me go and slowly undid my restraints. My legs wouldn't hold me up though and he just picked me up into his arms."Let's get you cleaned up." He said then carried me upstairs.He held me close to him in the hot shower until I could stand then gently washed the sweat from my body then helped me into bed.The weeks that followed I learned more about the basement, sometimes I'd be just chained and spanked, other times just my mouth. My initial sense of indignation gives way to euphoria. I have it. My exclusive. I, Yvonne Fallon, will win the Pulitzer for this! An expose that will topple the multi-trillion dollar empire that is Lady Vixen Enterprises!I did it myself. I get all the praise and all the glory. I tracked down every contact and lead. They call themselves mind controllers, but I manipulated them into leading me to this point. And now I will reap the reward.I never let them get me into a position where they could. I certainly have experience playing the girl now.One more hour and I change and play some video games until Mom and Larrycome home. I clear the plates and follow her upstairs. I get to her roomto find she's tugging on the nightie but she can't get it over her head."Hold on," I say, "let me help."I unclasp the now too-familiar garment and undo the buttons. She pulls itover her head quickly."Yes!" she cries out as she tosses the nightie into the corner of theroom."I need nice pants and shirt with.