Alli reached over her mother to grab the collar off the table and hung it like a wreath on the strap-on so her mother couldn't help but look at it. "D...o you want this Mommy Bitch?" Alli's mom nodded her head but that wasn't enough for Alli. "No. I want you to say it. Tell me you want to be my Mommy Bitch. Tell me you want this collar." Finally managing to tear her eyes away from the collar, Alli's mom looked up at her and said in a whisper, "Yes, please. I want to be your bitch. Please collar. "Now be a good baby girl Leanne, if I have any trouble with you then youwill really suffer." Her hissed words were harsh and vindictive. Takingmy hand she led me through the door into the lounge.There was a woman there sitting in one of the hard upright chairs, shewas mature, old even, she wasn't my wife, I gawked at her, blushingdeeply, where was my wife? Then I noticed sitting on the sofa was alittle boy. Well he was dressed like a little boy, in reality he was ayoung man, he looked odd, as. Steve doesn’t know anything about the man, and he said he checked under every rock. Molly looked as well, with no more luck than Steve at finding things out. My best guess is that this Darren guy wanted to have a secure bunker where he could send our house guests. This entire complex sat under our house, rotting away without anyone ever knowing it existed other than on paper with the construction plans. The odd man told me that before they even came to our house to repair and replace the old. Older my ass, she was probably younger than I was.When Doreen entered the house my wife gave her a big hug and kissed her right on the lips.Doreen said, “We should hurry. In a few hours I’ll need to nurse Mary or my breasts will explode. We do keep frozen breast milk around though, just in case.”My wife smiled at me and said, “Don’t worry honey, my husband and I’ll see to it that your beautiful breasts don’t explode.”In a few minutes my wife had lifted Doreen’s T-shirt up over her head and was.