The Collector - Conclusion

The Collector - Conclusion

Ike was now ready to begin collecting in earnest. Cynthia and Carol are willing members of his family and obey him by choice. Little Bird and Kittie obey willingly by circumstance. Mary was dying and wanted to be remembered. Being stuffed and mounted was her idea. He now had three possessions; a songbird in a golden cage, the "Kittie" that the family enjoyed together, and a woman stuffed and mounted on a pedestal in his private area.

He was now almost 50, and he wanted to speed everything up. He called Jose and asked him if he was approved now by the auction company. Jose assured him there was a private room with his company's name on it. "I will bring you the latest catalogue for the next auction."

Jose brought the new catalogue over the next day. It was slick and well done. There were mostly scantily clad women of varying size and ethnicity. Ike flipped the pages. He was beginning to think there was nothing he was interested in until he got to the last page. On that page were two girls that looked almost exactly alike. He looked at Jose and he nodded.

"I knew they would interest you. Identical twins from Sweden."

"Why are there young sisters in this situation?"

"They don't tell us the whys, only the hows. Their bios say they were orphaned at a young age and raised by a cruel aunt. When they turned eighteen, she sold them to this organization. That was four years ago, and they've had a difficult time of it, I am told. The organization is looking to recoup their investment and move on."

Ike stared at their picture. Two young, frightened girls. He could see it in their eyes. The longer he looked at their picture the more his heart ached. "We are going to buy them. Set it up. I will go with Joseph this time."

"Boss, you sure it's wise for them to know who you are?"

"Maybe not, but I can't hide forever. I'll do this myself this time. Let me know the details." Jose nodded and left.

Ike's renovations to the shuttered wing progressed. There were four bedrooms on each side of the wide, long hallway. Each room had a sitting room in the front. Ike had each of the outside connecting room front walls torn down and replaced with floor to ceiling glass. He moved the walls back to the beginning of the bedroom and bathroom area. He replaced the shower with an open-air rain shower without a wall separating it from the rest of the bathroom. He opened the back of each room into the backyard area near the swimming pool. He then built a large enclosure over the pool and each open space behind the four bedrooms. The occupants of the rooms would be able to go outside into this large enclosure and enjoy the sunshine, grass, and pool whenever they were released outside.

On the interior four bedrooms, he tore the interior rooms' front walls out and replaced the walls that separated the four rooms to make it one large, open space. He removed three bathrooms and left one on the interior side. He replaced the front walls with floor to ceiling glass. His plan was to turn that area into a common space for whomever he eventually brought into the remaining display cases. He now had the basic areas for his collection, and the twins would be a perfect first display.

The call came and Ike, Joseph, and Carl with his men met Jose at one of Ike's warehouses. Jose was nervous, but he was always nervous. "We shouldn't have too much trouble tonight. Word is there are only a couple of other bidders for the twins, and they can't compete with you. They are also not dangerous like the first time."

"That's okay. Carl is still coming with his men. I need a show of force the first time I attend." Jose nodded and they were off. They went through the same routine as before; however, this time Jose had told them the big man was coming, and they made no attempt to physically search any of them. Besides, the auctioneers now knew Joseph. Two million can make you friends. By 9 P. M. they were sitting in their private room watching through the one-way glass as the parade of young girls came by. Ike ignored them all and quietly drank the complimentary champagne while waiting.

By 10:30 the twins were finally brought out onto the stage. They were dressed in modest clothes, and the auctioneer made a point of how pure and young they were. Once the bidding started, all but two others bowed out quickly. Once Ike passed one million, both backed out, and they were his. They went to the office to wire the money and sign the papers. By 11:30 they were all loaded into vans and limos. They pulled out and the second stage of their protection joined them a mile down the road. No one was following them. They went to the warehouse where they had started, and Ike's limo and van were scanned for bugs. This time there were none and they headed home.

Ike had prepared for someone to maintain and supervise the 'collection wing' as he was now calling it. Lisa had come with the recommendation of Jose. She was older, nearly fifty, and she and Jose went way back. He trusted her, and she was bored with the sex clubs, the BDSM clubs; all of them. Jose thought she would like to take care of a few 'special' women for Ike. Ike put her in the last room on the right until he needed that display case. She was ready when the vehicles pulled up to the dock Ike had built off the side of the open enclosure. They had put a large, double doors there that could open to allow them to enter the open area without going through the house. Ike knew Cynthia and Carol didn't want to see this, didn't need to see this. He wanted them to remain in the dark about what really went on in the collection wing.

The girls weren't restrained in any way. Once the van door opened, Ike took the hand of one of the girls and Lisa the hand of the second. They led them through the large, open space that was still mostly bare, until they came to the front where there was an opening into the hallway. They led the girls to the first display room. Mary was there in the hallway, but Ike had covered her with a large tarp for now.

They led them through the glass front area and into the bedroom in the back. Ike sat them down on the bed, and everyone but Ike and Lisa left for the night.

For the first time, Ike had time to inspect them closely. They were nearly perfect, both blonde with a good shape. One had larger breasts than the other. Both had good hips and faces that could stop a room. They sat with their hands in their lap and their heads down. Ike reached out and lifted one of the girl's heads by her chin. He smiled at her. "Do you speak English?" She nodded. He smiled. "My name is Ike, but you will call me master whenever you speak." They both nodded. "You are safe here. No one will harm you here. Lisa," he pointed to Lisa "will be your caregiver. Do as she says and you will have no problems here. For now, Lisa is going to get you settled in for the night and we will talk tomorrow."

Ike stood up, nodded to Lisa and left them alone. Ike walked out the wing into the living room. It was dark because it was almost 1 A. M. He climbed the stairs and went into his bedroom. Cynthia was asleep and he simply climbed in beside her and held her hand as he fell asleep.

The next morning, Cynthia climbed down and sucked him off as he slept. She knew this was his favorite way to be awakened in the morning. She couldn't do it often, but she decided she would take the time today because of last night. She had long ago decided to never question her husband about anything he does, even anything that applies to her or Carol, her assistant. He had promised her she would never have to set foot in his 'collection wing'. Not just because her friend, Mary, was now standing on a pedestal, stuffed and mounted with her arms wide open and a smiling face staring blankly down at whoever walked in. She had no interest in his hobbies. She knew she had no say in what he did, and she was very thankful that he took pains to protect her from the ugliness of his other world. She had enough ugliness running their charity that pays for the medical bills of very ill people who can't pay for their treatments without help. Over the years, they've saved the lives of hundreds of people by paying for their treatments and aftercare. This was her passion, and she knew better than to say anything to him about anything.

When she was finished, she licked her lips and smiled at him. "Good morning, Husband. Safe night?" He nodded. "Good, I always worry about you until you get home."

He leaned over and kissed her. "Thank you, Cynthia. Wherever I go, I know your love is with me. Have a good day today with Carol. Are you going to the charity today?" She nodded and got up to take a shower.

Ike let her finish in the bathroom before going to take his shower. After breakfast, he headed in to see the girls. Lisa was there at the door when he came in. "How was last night for them?"

"I stayed in their room last night and watched to make sure they could get to sleep. It took them a while, but they finally fell asleep. They are still asleep. They must be exhausted."

Ike nodded. "Let them sleep. I want to give them a few days to get settled in before anything else happens to them. Feed them well and show them outside. If they want to swim, let them." He looked over at them. They were still in their clothes. "Please remove the clothes and inform them they will be without clothes here from now on. Keep the temperature in this wing warm enough that they won't get sick."

"Yes, sir. Anything else?"

He smiled and patted her on the shoulder. "Yes, get me a copy of their fingerprints. I need to see if the story we've been told is accurate. Help them get settled."

He stood up and left them to Lisa. An hour later Lisa brought Ike their fingerprints to his office. Cynthia and Carol were now familiar with Lisa. She ate from their kitchen and at their table, but she didn't socialize with the household. She remained in her space to not remind the others what she did there.

Ike scanned the fingerprints into his computer and sent them along with a message to his man that could trace them. He got an answer later that afternoon and called Ike. "Boss, these two were reported missing four years ago. Word is they were betrayed by their own family. The case is cold, and there is no record of them entering the US."

"Do they have any family left?"

"Only an aunt."

"What is her name?"

"Ester Vanhousen. I have an address and phone number."

"Thanks. I'll investigate it."

That afternoon, Ike went looking for Lisa. She was with the twins. They were in the sunlight in the backyard. Lisa looked up when she heard the door and smiled at Ike. "We're out here."

"I can see. How are they doing?"

"They are careful, but I asked if they could swim and they said yes, so I told them to swim a while. They seem to enjoy it. It is probably the first time they've been allowed to exercise on their own." She turned to the twins. "Girls, come here." The two girls came quickly and knelt in front of Ike. Ike helped them up.

"You don't have to kneel in front of me unless I tell you to." They stood up and tried not to stiffen up too much. It was not easy for them.

Lisa smiled at the girls. "Let me introduce you. This.. (She pointed to the big chested girl) is Elsa and her sister is Alice."

Ike smiled at them. "It is very nice to meet both of you. I am going to try and make you happy here. I have looked for your family, but all I could find was an aunt." At the mention of their aunt, both girls fell back like they'd been slapped. "Don't like her, huh?" Both girls began crying. "Don't worry. She will never be able to hurt you again, I promise." They couldn't settle down, so Ike turned to leave. "Assure them that person will never get near them, ever again." Lisa nodded, and Ike left them in peace.

For the next few days, Ike left them alone. The next time he entered the wing, he found Lisa with the two girls in their glass front area. They were making it homier. Lisa had gotten them futons. Ike had a questioning look in his eyes until Lisa answered. "Madam got them for me. I wanted them to have something comfortable to lay on when they must be out here."

He nodded and pulled a couple of collars out of a bag. He handed them to Lisa. She looked them over, then motioned for them to come to her. They did so immediately and Ike was happy. She put the correct collars on each. He held up a remote. When he pushed the button, their collars lit up and beeped. "Whenever you hear the beep, you must come out into the enclosure. Understand?" They nodded. He hit the button again and each collar lit up and beeped softly. They nodded. "Good girls."

"I need to speak to you girls." Lisa pointed toward their futons, and each sat down quietly and looked up at Ike. Ike was happy. Lisa had been busy. They now seemed to obey her commands without hesitation. Good first step. Next is what he wanted to talk to them about. "Girls, it is time for your training from me to begin. However, I need to know what the men have already trained you to do, and I need to decide if we will continue those things or stop them. First, I need to know what they taught you to do."

They looked at Lisa and she stepped forward. "I've been talking to them about this. I knew you'd need to know. They told me what the men insisted on. They will demonstrate. Girls, present." The two girls quickly got on their hands and knees and bent down until their faces were on the ground and their asses were up in the air. "Service." They turned around and got on their knees with their hands behind their backs. They opened their mouths and closed their eyes. As Ike watched he knew immediately the brochure about them and the auctioneer's comments were bullshit. These two had been trained as sex slaves. "Stand." They stood up, spread their legs and put their hands behind their backs. Lisa looked at Ike. "We need to go into their bedroom for the rest."

"There's more?"

Lisa nodded and walked into their bedroom. The two girls followed her without hesitation. Ike followed behind. Once inside, Lisa said, "Display." The two girls bent over the bed on their elbows and spread their legs to expose their womanhood. "Missionary." They jumped onto the bed, lay on their backs and spread their legs wide. "Filly girl." They rolled over and got on their knees and put their heads down. They shook their ass as an invitation.

"That's it, except for "blow me". I think that's a given." Ike nodded. Lisa pulled Ike aside and spoke quietly. "They've asked me why you haven't 'claimed' them yet. They were expecting you to fuck them the first day."

They were still in the 'filly girl' position. "Turn around and sit down." They immediately did so and put their hands in their laps. Ike had to admit, their 'training' had been impeccable. He could only guess how many times they'd been fucked until they did exactly as they were told.

Lisa smiled at them. "Remain here while the Master and I speak outside." She pulled Ike into the glass enclosure and shut the door.

Ike looked at Lisa. "They've certainly been trained as sex slaves very well. The question is, what do we do with them now?"

"That is what I wanted to talk to you about. There is one more thing I didn't want them to have to show you in person."

Ike rubbed his forehead. "Okay, give."

"They have been trained to fuck each other while the men watched."

"Good God, these men really are pieces of shit. Did they do that?"

"With those men, it was do it or get whipped until they did. So, they did."

"How often?"

"They hesitated and stared crying, but they finally told me they had to do it every day until they would do it without hesitation whenever a man told them. They were too embarrassed to tell me at first. I promised them you would not make them do that, and you would not hold that against them."

Ike patted Lisa on the arm. "Good girl, Lisa. Spot on. Tell them I'm not mad. I want you to tell them one more thing. Tell them I will never be mad at them as long as they obey me. I will never make them do that, but I want you to tell them if they do that, I will not punish them."

Lisa looked surprised. "Really?"

"Yes, look at it from their point of view. They must hate men. That only leaves women as a source of sexual enjoyment. That only leaves each other or you. I know they are expecting me to 'claim' them by fucking them, but I am going to delay that for now. Tell them I will discuss that with them before doing that. Thanks, Lisa. You're doing a wonderful job."

When Lisa told them what Ike said, they both cried into each other's arms. Lisa watched them and a slow understanding dawned over her. Ike was probably correct. For four years, the only person they could count on was the other. Lisa was sure there had been many nights when they fell asleep in each other's arms crying themselves to sleep. Now that the worst is over, it would be understandable if they eventually returned to each other for sexual release.

As the days passed and Ike left the twins alone, they began to settle into a routine. Whenever Ike came into the wing and the girls weren't in the enclosure, he would hit the remote and the two girls would come out of their bedroom and kneel in front of the glass before Ike. He would smile and nod to them. He would then wave them off and look for Lisa. She has been busy putting items into the large enclosure for when there would be more occupants.

The twins became comfortable going outside by themselves. Lisa began seeing them in the pool during the hot summer months. Ike watched them from security cameras. He still wasn't touching them yet, but he knew the day would come. Finally, Lisa wanted to talk to him when he came in.

"Boss, I need to speak to you about the twins."

"Okay."

"They are getting restless. They have too much pent-up energy. They need exercise."

"Okay, cut to the chase."

"They both need to get fucked soon."

"Really?"

"Yes. Remember, for years they were fucked almost every day. Now they have been here almost four months, and no one has laid a hand on them. I even caught them fooling around when they didn't know I was watching. I think it would help their attitude if you claimed your 'exhibits'."

"Where are they now?"

"They are in the pool."

"Okay, tell them to dry off and come to their room. Tell them it is time for me to claim them."

Lisa laughed as she hurried out the door. Ike went into their room and waited. They came hurrying in from the pool while drying themselves off. When they saw him, they froze. He smiled. "It is time, girls. Display."

The two girls giggled as they went to the bed, bent over it on their elbows and spread their legs to expose suddenly wet pussies. They were trying to remain calm, but Ike could tell they were excited.

He moved behind Elsa, the one with the big tits and rubbed her ass, softly. Goosebumps suddenly appeared down her legs and up her back. Ike smiled. She was wet and ready. The moment he inserted himself into her, she let out a loud moan. She suddenly froze and looked back at him. "Sorry, master. I won't do that again."

Ike stopped and looked her in the eyes. "Elsa, you may enjoy this and say and do anything you need to so that you can be satisfied. I am here to satisfy you. I have enough women in my life that I can fuck. I don't come here because I need you. I came here because Lisa says you need a good fucking and I'm the one to do it. Enjoy yourself and show me how much you need it."

Elsa smiled and turned around. He continued fucking her and she put on a great show. He stopped before she came and moved to the trembling sister beside her. He patted her on the ass and she shivered. "Good girl, Alice. I'm going to take you now and claim you as my own. Enjoy pleasing your master."

He fucked her until she came the first time. He went back to Elsa and fucked her until she came. It didn't take long. Within ten minutes, both women were lying face down on their beds. Their pussies were dripping and they were shaking. They kept repeating, "Thank you, Master, thank you for servicing your servants."

Ike hadn't come yet, so he continued. "Filly girl." They looked at each other, giggled and turned around and stuck their asses into the air. He stood on the bed and watched as these two, young, willing little fillies shook their asses, hoping to be the first.

This time, Ike went after Alice first. He slapped her ass hard. "I'm going to mount my little fillies and ride them to conclusion. Give me your pussies, little fillies."

They were so excited they almost came quickly, again. He stopped after a few minutes and moved to Elsa. She was dripping wet, and she broke the position by looking back at him with longing in her eyes. "Turn around, bitch."

She immediately did so and put her head down in anticipation. He shoved into her hard and deep and she moaned and cried out. "Master, take it, it's yours, take me." He was ready and she came as he came into her. He then went back to Alice and finished her off before shrinking down.

When he was finished, he pushed both onto their sides and slapped their ass cheeks as he left. "Good little fillies. Master is pleased."

Lisa came in after he left to find them percolating in their own juices with a faraway look in their eyes. Lisa just turned around and left them alone.

Whatever tension remained with the twins was gone after Ike 'claimed' them as his own. They were relaxed and happy. Whatever Lisa told them to do was done immediately with a smile on their faces.

Ike now had a time and woman problem. Sunday has always been Cynthia's. They spent the entire day together doing whatever couples do. Walking in the park, going to farmer's markets or a movie. They usually ended up at a nice restaurant with Yo tagging along behind Cynthia. Ike insisted Yo goes with Cynthia whenever she leaves the house, no matter where or when. Same goes with Carol if Cynthia was to remain home while Carol was gone. They never went out without security. What happened to Cynthia in the public bathroom in her encounter with Kittie will never be repeated. So, Ike fucked Cynthia every Sunday night. She liked starting her week off in a good mood.

Ike normally fucks Little Bird every Friday night. She gets one night a week, and Cynthia decided it would be on Friday. She was usually tired after a long week and had no problem letting Little Bird handle Ike that night.

Saturday nights had been Carol's since Cynthia made a formal plan. Carol liked having a set day, but ever since she had taken the responsibility for Kittie and had her in her bed, every week was becoming harder and harder for Carol. Kittie loved sleeping with Carol and usually tried to crawl between Carol's legs as often as possible. Carol didn't have much time to herself.

Now that Ike had started fucking the twins at least once during the week, and Cynthia had any of the other four days whenever she wanted them, Ike felt stretched a little thin. Now that he was over 50, it wasn't as easy as it had been when they started his little harem. Something had to give, and Carol provided the answer. One Saturday night, after sex and before they fell asleep, Carol finally brought up the subject. "Master, I am worn out. Kittie won't leave me alone most nights and if I sleep with you twice a week, I find I'm exhausted most of the week."

Ike pounced on the idea. "Okay, let's drop the second night and see if it helps. If it doesn't, we can suspend Saturdays for a while. As long as I can have you on special occasions if I need you."

Carol rolled over and hugged him. "Thank you, Master. You know my door is always open to you. Any night you wish, just come on in. I would kick Kittie out of my bed to get fucked by you."

When Ike informed Cynthia that he was suspending having sex with Carol, Cynthia laughed. "Your sexy little twins are wearing you out, huh?"

"I'm not as young as I once was, and I want to be ready for you anytime you wish me to be. Let's just say it's getting harder."

Cynthia was okay with him fucking the little twin girls. It kept him off her weeknights. She never refuses him sex, and any night he comes to bed after fucking the twins is a night she knew he would leave her alone. It seemed to her this might work out okay.

Ike was surprised when he got a call from Bobby Robertson in Montana. He owes Bobby because of the man who stuffed Mary, and Bobby hasn't called his chip in yet. When the phone rang, Ike knew it was probably time. "Hey Bobby, how's the weather in Montana?"

"It's wintertime, how do you think it is?"

"No shit. At least Connecticut isn't that cold. What can I do for you, old friend?"

He heard Bobby clear his throat, and he knew this was going to be bad. Finally, Bobby spoke. "You know Lawrence Cooper?"

"Sure, I've been to one of his parties at his home. He's one crazy motherfucker."

"Yeah, truth is truth, but now he needs a favor, and I told him I would ask a favor of you."

"No problem, brother. Whatever he needs, I'll do what I can. Us billionaires must stick together."

"He heard about your little collection, and he has something that might interest you. He wonders if you could go to his island in the Caribbean and talk to him?"

"Why can't he just call me?"

"I think he wants to show you something."

"Okay, I'll call him. Maybe that'll make us even?"

Bobby laughed. "Let me see what it is first, okay? Let me know how it turns out."

"Count on it."

Ike hadn't talked to Lawrence Cooper in years. Last Ike heard, he now lives on a small island in the Caribbean he owns. A law unto himself. Ike loved the idea of doing whatever you wanted. "Lawrence, it's Ike. Bobby tells me you wish me to visit your little island for show and tell?"

"Well, it would be easier to just show you, and thanks for calling."

"You know you could have called yourself. How about Tuesday, around noon?"

"Hold that thought, and Tuesday it is. The landing strip is always ready."

Shortly after noon Tuesday, Ike's jet landed at Cooper's private island. A car was waiting for him, and it whisked him to Cooper's mansion. Cooper was standing in the doorway when the car pulled up. He stepped out of the car and hugged Ike. "Ike Eisenhower, you old sea dog, how long has it been? Four years?"

"At least. So, what do you want me to see?"

"In due time. Let's eat a little lunch, okay?"

They sat down at his dining room table and three beautiful women wearing almost nothing came in from the kitchen carrying plates of food. Ike always loved Lawrence's taste in women. "I see the quality of your servers is as impeccable as ever."

"If you think they carry trays great, just wait until tonight and see what that little black girl can do to you."

"So, you're picking them for me now?"

Lawrence laughed. "Okay, pick any one of them."

"She's beautiful. I'm just fucking with you."

After lunch, Ike stood up. "So, what is it I'm here to see?"

"Damn, man, I haven't seen you in years, and you sound like you can't wait to get out of here."

"No, it's just that Bobby made this sound like it was something big, and I've flown a long way to be surprised."

Lawrence stood and kissed the hand of the black girl as she took his plate. "I can guarantee you this would look good in your zoo."

He led Ike to a large barn behind the mansion. Ike saw several large buildings with people moving in and out. "You look busy."

"That's not the half of it." He opened the barn door. When Ike stepped inside, he had to wait for his eyes to adjust. Once they did, he saw a large enclosure on one side. The rest of the barn was empty. Lawrence walked to the gate of the enclosure and pointed inside. "Ike, meet Hercules."

When Ike got to the gate, he saw a huge man inside. He was probably 6'4" and a solid rock of a man, 240 if an ounce. But what stopped Ike was his constraints. His face was in a muzzle, and his arms were in steel sleeves that were attached to each other with steel bands around his waist and chest. As Ike's eyes moved down the man's body, he froze when he saw his dick. It was probably 12" with a girth Ike can't remember ever seeing. But the thing that stopped him was when Ike realized this man wasn't moving but his dick was rock hard, pointing at Ike like a missile. Ike gasped. "Good God, what is he, Frankenstein's monster?"

Lawrence stepped up beside Ike. "Close. Big Bitch, you here?" A large naked woman stepped from behind the man and casually walked toward them. She was a head shorter than Frankenstein but probably weighed as much, if not more. "Yes, Master."

"How is he today?"

"We are keeping him sedated. He keeps trying to break free and he is just hurting himself. He doesn't seem to mind; so, sedation."

Ike turned to Lawrence. "Wait, you want me to take this monster?"

"I am hoping you would consider it."

"He'd kill everyone in my house if he ever broke free. Why is he so angry?"

"Maybe it's because his mind is fried. He was the first in this company, and we weren't sure how much of the drugs we should use. By the time we perfected the proper dose, his mind was mostly gone."

"Yet the fat bitch doesn't seem to be worried."

Lawrence smiled. "Little Bitch, come forward." Another large naked woman stepped from behind him. She was about the same height as the first woman, but she probably only weighed 200 lbs. The two women stopped near the gate and waited with their hands behind their backs.

"These two are the only people here he will listen to. They have been with him since the beginning."

Ike looked at the larger woman. "Do they really call you just the 'Big Bitch'?"

"Yes, sir. I don't mind. Truth in advertising. I'm huge and I'm a bitch. I believe I am the only person he is afraid of."

"How can he be afraid of you?"

She laughed a deep, throaty laugh. It sounded to Ike like the voice of someone who has smoked a million cigarettes and is paying the price for it. "I am the only woman that has ever taken that dick and come back for more. In more than twenty years, they must put a guard on that dick with dick rings to prevent him from hurting the women he fucks for him." She pointed over at Lawrence.

Lawrence spoke up. "As I said, he was the first. Our company is named after him." Ike remembered the name of Lawrence's company, 'Hercules Stud Farm'.

Marlboro woman continued. "It shocked him my vagina was large enough and deep enough to handle him. He tried for several days to break me, but he eventually just bowed to me. Ever since, he lets me handle him and take him wherever he needs to be."

"So, why the restraints?"

Lawrence spoke up. "He is unhappy with the idea of retirement. His success rate has plummeted over the last year. After testing him, we find his sperm count is falling. His success rate in impregnating the cows he fucks is not enough to compensate for the cost of keeping him."

"And he is unhappy with you cutting him off?"

"Precisely. After twenty years of fucking five or more women a day, he is unhappy that these two bitches are all he gets now. He sees these beautiful, young women come and go without him getting the opportunity to fuck them, and it makes him angry. You don't want to see him angry. We've tried everything. My partners tell me to just put him down, but I have a soft spot for him. He was our first, our namesake, if you will. I would hate to have to kill him."

"So, you want me to take him off your hands."

"I'm hoping he will calm down when he stops getting the 'vitamins' he has been taking for twenty years."

"Great, so you've been scrambling his brain for twenty years with who knows what shit, and now you can't control him, so you want to dump him off on me. Why in the hell would I risk the people in my home for him? Just put a bullet in him and bury him in the yard with a large monument over him. Make him the founding father."

Little bitch had been quiet, but she finally spoke up. "Sir, I know it looks bad right now, but if you will stay here for a day or two and let us flush the drugs out of his mind, then her and I can show you he is really very docile around us. We just need to prove it to you before they kill him. We love the big brute."

Lawence spoke up. "And you could fuck the black bitch as many times as you can get it up. She has skills you haven't seen before."

"Oh please, who do you think you're talking to? I've been in every hole there is in a woman, and I've had women that depend on my being satisfied to stay alive. I can't imagine what that girl could to differently."

"Then stay a day and find out. Is there anything more pressing at home at the moment? I mean, besides that beautiful little sweet wife and the songbird you bought. I'm sure you have even more now."

Ike laughed. He did have more, but it was none of his business. However, the sight of that girl's soft, pretty face smiling at him during lunch did make his dick hard. "I guess I can stay a day or so, but he'd better become a model citizen, or I'm gone."

"Understood." Lawrence clapped his hands. He turned to the two women. "Girls, you have your mission. Save his life by clearing his mind, quickly."

The two women nodded and turned back to the drugged hulk behind them.

They sat in his den and drank the finest whiskey as they spent the afternoon. Melanie, the black girl, was his personal attendant. She knelt in front of him the entire time, only getting up to get him a refill or whatever else he asked for. She removed his shoes and rubbed his feet every so often. Ike began to relax. He knew what her mission was. Fuck him so well he would sleep well and forget the hulk in the barn. Ike didn't think even she was that good, but he was more than willing to allow her to try.

When dinner was served, Melanie was his person attendant. She brought every dish to him, even offered to feed it to him. He declined, but she stayed right beside him. Once he accidentally dropped his fork, and before he could pick it up, she had a clean one for him.

After the meal was cleared, Lawrence smiled. "It's time for dessert." He nodded to Melanie, and she crawled under the table. Within a few seconds, Ike felt his belt being loosened, and soon she had his dick in her hand, stroking him. Once he was ready, she put it in her mouth and began sucking and playing on it. It didn't take long for him to understand one of her skills. She had very good oral skills, and he exploded into her mouth within a couple of minutes. She calmly swallowed everything, licked him clean, and carefully put him back into his pants. She then crawled out from under the table and stood behind him again. He turned to look at her. She smiled at him. "Is there anything else I can do for you, master?"

Ike smiled at her. "I believe I can think of something."

"Very good, Master. Just tell me when you are ready for me."

Lawrence was very happy with her skills. She had sealed several large deals for him in the past, and he was confident she could impress Ike. Everything he had told Ike was the truth. He didn't want to kill Hercules. He would even throw Melanie into the deal if Ike would take Hercules. Of course, the two bitches would have to go with him to keep him from killing anyone. If it that cost Lawrence Melanie, he would just have to find another black girl to replace her. Lawrence discovered many rich men loved fucking black girls who are subservient to them. He figured many rich men were racists at heart, at least subconsciously. Whatever it took to keep Hercules alive.

Finally, Ike drank all the whiskey he could tolerate and still be able to stand up. He said his goodbyes and stood up while he still could. Melanie let him lean on her as they went up the stairs to his room. Once there, Melanie helped him get undressed and into bed. She then stripped down and climbed in beside him. By the time she reached for him, he was passed out, drunk. She pulled the blankets up over them and went to sleep.

Ike woke up the next morning with a hangover. He had always been able to handle his liquor. He figured getting older meant he'd have to be more careful in the future. He missed out on that beautiful black Goddess last night. Then he felt her on his dick. He opened his bloodshot eyes to see the covers bobbing up and down as she massaged his dick with her throat. He closed his eyes and the feelings overwhelmed his hangover. When he came, his headache reminded him of his mistake. Melanie climbed out from under the covers while still licking her lips. "Good morning, Master. I hope that helped your head this morning?"

He wrapped his arms around her. "It may not have helped my big head, but my little head sure thanks you." He kissed her softly. She put her head down on his shoulder and waited for him to get up. After an hour, Ike needed a hot shower to clear his head, and Melanie lay in her bed and relaxed after he left. She would need to do better this day than last. She wasn't going to leave anything to chance this time.

They had missed breakfast, but Melanie went to see the chef, and she brought out two plates for them. They ate mostly in silence as she let him get some food into him. Lawrence came in as they were finishing. He smiled at Melanie. He loved this girl. She was his closer, the one he sent if he had a stubborn customer or partner to deal with. Now he was counting on her to save Hercules' life. "Ike, when you are finished, we are needed at Hercules' enclosure."

Ike nodded, but Melanie spoke up. "He's moving a little slow today. Too much whiskey last night, I think."

She helped him up and watched as the two men left. Lawrence walked slowly to allow Ike to stay with him. "My partners are coming this weekend, and we will need a resolution by then. Big Bitch wants to speed it up." Ike just nodded.

Big Bitch met them outside Hercules' enclosure. "Master, we have been pumping him full of the cleansing drugs for several days now. I want to try removing his restraints."

Lawrence looked at him. He appeared calm. In fact, he appeared unconscious. "Are you sure? You are the one that will be there with him. You prepared for what might happen?"

"Yes, Master, he will not hurt me."

"I'm not so sure, but we need to try." Big Bitch nodded and went back to Hercules. Little Bitch was waiting for her, and Big Bitch softly rubbed his cheek. He opened his eyes and Big Bitch could see his eyes begin to focus on her. He turned his head slowly toward her. She waited, but he did nothing more.

Big Bitch began removing the steel straps that held his arms down. When the first arm was free, she removed the steel sleeve from his arm. She waited to see his reaction. He did not move, but his eyes were more focused on her. She hoped she saw something in his eyes, but she couldn't be sure. She went around to the other side and repeated the procedure until both arms were free. She then removed the muzzle from his mouth. He was now free to move around within his enclosure, but he didn't move. She removed the cock ring and the spacer they sometimes must use on his dick to prevent him from harming their breed mares. When everything was off, his dick slowly relaxed. It was still huge and angry, but not as pronounced as before.

Everyone held their breath to see what he did. He shook his head and growled softly. He stared into Big Bitch's eyes but did not move. She reached for his hand and took it in both hers. He looked down on their hands and then back up to her eyes.

He looked around at Little Bitch, then at the two men standing outside his barrier. Then he started growling, softly at first, but stronger and stronger. Little Bitch started backing up but he would not release Big Bitch's hand. Lawrence was preparing the tranquilizer gun to knock him out when he suddenly let her hand go.

Both women scurried out of his enclosure. He did not chase them. However, when he was alone and free, he began growling, louder and louder, but he made no move toward either the front where the two men were, or the gate the women had just went through. Lawrence put the gun down and waited. He flexed his muscles and roared like the bull he used to be but still appeared to be. Lawrence turned away and patted Ike's arm. "Let's give him some space. He is roaring his displeasure, but he isn't threating anyone now."

They left him roaring. The two large women stayed in safety behind him, watching him. They went into the house, and Melanie was waiting with a hangover remedy ready for Ike. He drank it down without hesitation and thanked her. Lawrence looked between Melanie and Ike. "Melanie, I think it might be best if you take care of Ike until this afternoon." She nodded, took Ike's hand and led him upstairs.

She took him to her room and pushed him down on her bed. "I think you need a little personal care to feel better." His head felt much better after drinking the potion she concocted.

"I can't feel any worse." She unzipped his pants and brought his dick out. The fresh air revived his member, and it hardened completely as she began removing her clothes. By the time she was buck naked in front of him with her arms out wide, he was ready. She climbed onto the bed, straddled him, and pushed him into her pussy.

"Just lay still and let me do the work." He wasn't going to move anyway, but her telling him to be still felt great. He watched her ride him with enthusiasm until he finally released his tension and sperm into her. When she finished, she lay down on top of him and rested. He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her soft body, and enjoyed the smell of her perfume and the feeling of her hair on his face.

They finally went down for lunch. Afterwards, Lawrence volunteered to give Ike a tour of his facilities. They spent the next couple of hours walking the island and Lawrence's facilities. Ike and Lawrence went to see how Hercules was doing before dinner. He was sitting down on the floor. His eyes were still burning, but he was quiet. After dinner, they retreated to Lawrence's den for more drinks. When Melanie handed Ike his whiskey, he sipped it and smiled at her. She winked. She had watered it down considerably. She had a plan and she needed him sober that night.

Ike was feeling no pain by the time he and Melanie retired to her room. He was feeling like Hercules might be okay to bring to his place, if the two fat women came with him. And he was thinking about Melanie as well. That feeling only strengthened by the time they fell asleep.

When they closed the door, Melanie stripped down and jumped into her bed. "Come and get it, Master." Ike stripped while staring at her glistening pussy before him. When he climbed onto the end of the bed beneath her, she surprised him by lifting her legs up until her feet were over her head. She grabbed her ankles and held her legs apart. "Master, please fuck me in the ass. I'm a little anal slut, and I need to feel you in my ass, please?"

Ike froze for a moment. He stared down at this chocolate beauty holding her legs up in the air and apart for him with her pussy already dripping. Her asshole seemed to be winking at him, but he knew that was just his imagination. No difference. As he moved toward her willing ass, he thought back to the first time he had fucked Cynthia in the ass. It was after she came out of the suit. By then, she would do whatever he told her to do, but it still was hard for her, and he had to be careful until she was comfortable with him putting his dick into her ass. Now it is no problem, and she even asks for it, but that took a while. Now he was staring at an asshole begging to get fucked.

"Yes, ma-am. Your wish is my command." When he pushed his dick's tip passed her anal ring, it didn't resist. He slipped mostly in before realizing it. He then shoved down to his balls, and he heard a soft moan from her. For something that opened so easily, she was incredibly tight. Every motion he made sent chills through him. Each thrust was met with a tight clinging of her muscles around his dick. The thought that ran through his mind for one fleeting second was, Cynthia's ass never felt like this. After just a few minutes, he was heating up and his breath was getting shorter.

Melanie lay under him, holding her ankles. She knew how much men enjoy this because they almost never get it. For her to beg him to fuck her in the ass was something she knew he would remember forever. "Yes, Master, fuck my ass, fuck me in the ass. I'm your little anal slut. I love your dick in my ass."

Ike felt like the king of the world. This beautiful, flawless black girl had his dick by the balls and was wringing every last drop out of him. Every thrust increased his temperature and desire. She was shaking her head and moaning. Ike could tell she was mumbling and drool was coming out of her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked into his. He saw fire and intensity in her eyes he didn't remember seeing before.

Melanie was not expecting him to dominate her and take her completely. She thought this was her plan to make him want her, but now the fire in her mind had nothing to do with a plan, and everything to do with squeezing every last drop out of his dick. Before she realized what was happening, she exploded onto his dick. He saw her start shaking and she dropped her legs from her hands as she exploded. After a couple of minutes of her yelling, "Oh God, Oh God I'm coming, Oh God, I'm coming" she stiffened and her eyes rolled back into her head, and she was suddenly motionless. He continued for a minute, but she was now limp. Her arms were spread out on the bed wide; her legs were hanging halfway between her head and Ike. He stopped, pulled her legs down and apart. He then finally entered her wet pussy and began pounding that. She was past caring, but he wanted her, and he continued until he finally fired into her. He came and came and came. Every jerk re-enforced his feeling of dominance over her as she lay still below him. When he finally finished, he lay down on top of her and put his face between her perfect breasts and rested. They remained in this position for several minutes, until she finally opened her eyes. He looked up at her and smiled.

"Baby, that was amazing. You have the tightest asshole I've ever been in."

She licked her lips and shook her head, as if trying to clear her mind. "And you were the best beast I've ever been fucked in the ass by. Thank you, Master. Promise me you will do that again before you leave."

The last comment was on purpose. She wanted to put into his mind that she figured he would leave. She would see where that went.

They lay together and rested for a while until they finally fell asleep in the same position.

Over the next couple of days, Hercules slowly began to respond to Big Bitch. There were no more outbursts of anger. He only moved slowly. Once, when Big Bitch climbed onto the breeding bench he still has in his enclosure, she got a response from Hercules. He watched her as she patted his cheek then walked slowly to the bench. She smiled back at him and spread herself out before him. Hercules snorted and they saw his dick harden again. He finally stood up and moved toward her. Lawrence and Ike waited to see what he did. He mounted her and fucked her, slowly at first, but as he went, he started getting into it again. She made all the appropriate sounds to encourage him, and he roared as he fired into her. Ike had never seen a dick that big invade a woman before, and he was amazed she could survive that dick without being torn apart.

When he finished, he backed off her and went back to where he had been sitting. Ike and Lawrence looked at each other and nodded. Lawrence spoke up. "It looks like he is finally recovering from the drugs. I believe he would be safe with you now."

"It is possible, but we will have to work out the details." Ike knew he desperately wanted Hercules gone before his partners showed up on Sunday. Ike intended to use that to his advantage. "I'll make you a deal. I'll take him, the two fat bitches, if you throw Melanie into the deal."

"I can't do that. She's my main hostess. She's the one that gets the biggest customers, and she's the one that will get my senior partner Sunday. I'll have to explain why she is gone."

Ike nodded and started walking toward the house. "That's fine."

Lawrence followed him. "What do you mean, that's fine'?"

"I mean she can fuck him after the funeral. I need to go home. I miss my wife and collection."

Lawrence stopped and watched him head to the house. Damn him. Lawrence didn't want to lose Melanie, but he'd be damned if he'd allow them to kill Hercules. "Fine, you can have her, but I think that is extortion."

Ike stopped and turned to look at him. "Maybe, but she is the most amazing woman I've met in a very long time. I see a lot of beautiful women around here. I'm sure one of them can satisfy the bastard."

"Okay, okay, you win. When can you get him out of here?"

"My plane is still here. All we have to do is figure out a way to get him strapped into it, and I'll be gone. Tomorrow morning should do it." He turned back toward the house. "Now, if you will excuse me, I need to speak to Melanie about packing."

Melanie was waiting by the window and watching them talk. She could tell by his frustration that Lawrence wasn't happy but had to agree to something. She hoped she knew what it was.

Ike came in the door to find Melanie standing nearby. He went to her. "Melanie, I am leaving tomorrow with Hercules and the two fat bitches. You are coming along with me. Please pack your belongings. We leave in the morning."

She jumped into his arms, then remembered her place, and stepped back. "Yes, Master, I'll be ready." She turned and ran up the stairs. Ike could tell she was smiling as she left. He was happy. That meant she wanted to come, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Lawrence called his maintenance men and told them to find a way to secure Hercules into Ike's jet. They worked through the night and had a strong restraining system ready by the morning. Lawrence informed the two fat bitches they were going with Ike and Hercules. They had nothing to pack. They have no clothes. They shot him with the tranquilizer gun. When he finally fell, they moved in and put the steels cuffs on his arms and strapped them around his waist. They put the muzzle on his head and used a forklift to lift him onto a steel dolly. They put steel ankle cuffs on him and bolted them to the dolly in a seated position. They then bolted his wrists to the leg cuffs between his legs. He would only be able to squirm for the entire time. By the time he regained his senses, he was bolted to the floor of the plane. They pressurized the hold so he could breathe and not freeze. Big Bitch wanted to be with him, but they made them fly in the cabin. She kissed him before going upstairs. He tried the restraints, but they were far too strong. He eventually gave up and just waited.

Melanie brought several suitcases with her and sat beside Ike for the flight. He held her hand for a portion of the flight. She was very happy. She knew she would never have to fuck an endless supply of assholes with money ever again. She didn't care what Ike did to her or made her do for him; it would be easier than what the last five years had been like.

A large panel truck met them at the airport. They used a forklift from the airport and loaded him into the van. For this trip, the two bitches could remain with him, while Ike and Melanie rode in his limo.

Cynthia was waiting for them when they pulled up. She ran out and hugged Ike but froze when she saw Melanie. Ike kissed and hugged her. "Baby, I've missed you terribly." He followed her eyes staring at Melanie. "Melanie, I'd like to introduce you to my wife and the head of this household. You will answer to her in every way except in the collection wing. Baby, this is Melanie, another guest for our little family."

Cynthia recovered and put out her hand. "Welcome to my home, Melanie. I think you will find this an interesting place to live."

Melanie took her hand and kissed it. "Thank you, Madam. I will obey you without question." Melanie already had been warned by Ike about his wife. She is no longer a jealous wife, but any wife will guard their turf and Cynthia was no different. Melanie would leave the details to Ike.

When Cynthia looked into the van and saw the two fat bitches and the huge man bolted to a steel platform with shackles bolted down, she gasped. "Is this what you went for?" Ike nodded. "Good God, he's huge."

"Yes, he had a death sentence on the island. We rescued him. The two women with him are his handlers. They are his security blanket, as it were."

Cynthia let out long, slow breath. "I have to admit; it is never boring around here." She turned and headed back to the house.

Ike had Carl and his men move Hercules into the wing through the large door in the open area. They moved him to the back area, away from the twins. They also brought with them one of the breeding benches. It would be placed in the public viewing area. Ike wanted him to fuck the fat bitches where people could watch. This was an exhibit, and Ike wanted something to see.

Lisa was there, spellbound. She had never seen a man that huge strapped down like a wild beast. They removed the glass plate in front of his new enclosure and put him down with the forklift. They then replaced the glass with unbreakable, thicker glass.

There would be no standard doorway for him. They bolted it down. Ike planned on coming in from the yard, and they exchanged the wooden door to the outside with a reinforced steel door with double locks. The last thing Ike did was replace the door from the bedroom into the public glass display case with a steel door the women could lock to protect themselves if the need every were to arise. Big Bitch didn't think it was necessary, but she secretly appreciated Ike's concern for them.

When they were ready, Ike gave him a shot to put him to sleep. When he was out, Carl unbuckled the steel cuffs and freed him. They all hurried out the back door, leaving him with the two women. Now they wait.

Two hours later he began to stir. Ike and Lisa sat outside in front, while the two women sat beside him. Big Bitch sat beside him, stroking his face and shoulders as he recovered. He looked at her, confused. He then looked around, trying to decide where he was. She pulled his face back to her and kissed him. He sat on the floor and didn't move for the longest time. I looked at Lisa. "Okay, here it is. You can't be in there until we know it is safe. For now, you will bring everything they need through the back door once Big Bitch has secured the middle door."

"Wait, you call her "Big Bitch"?"

"Yeah, that's what they've called her, and the other one is 'Little Bitch'. They don't seem to mind." Lisa just nodded.

Ike went looking for his wife. Cynthia was in her office, working for the charity. She smiled at him when he came in. "I want to explain to you about Melanie."

She smiled. "It is not necessary. You know I've never questioned anything you've said or done. Do as you must, just remember our deal."

He came around her desk, pulled her up to her feet, kissed and hugged her hard. "Baby, she is no threat to you. She will help Lisa in that room. She will be your connection to Lisa. I will tell Lisa to remain in the wing. She will not be one of the exhibits, and she will never be naked in the house. I did not want this beast in our house. She is the incentive Lawrence gave me to take Hercules away before Sunday. The partners were coming to put him down on Sunday, and Lawrence needed him safe before then. I wasn't really interested, but she is very smart, and very determined. I am planning on having her redesign the entire wing."

Cynthia smiled. "No problem." Cynthia was wondering how many women he could fuck now that he was in his fifties. Not her problem as long as she doesn't suffer at the hands of this beautiful, black girl.

Ike checked on Hercules before turning in that night. He was sitting in the glass area on the floor. He looked peaceful enough. He went looking for Cynthia. Tonight, he wanted his wife. She was just getting ready for bed when he came into their bedroom. "Hey, sweetheart, would you happen to be in the mood?"

She looked at him with a sigh. "Would it make any difference to you?"

"Yes, it would. If you are too tired, or too upset, I am okay with that. I will not force you. We have been together too long and are too old to play games with each other. I know the black girl bothers you. Not because she is black, but because she is just another young, pretty woman I have fucked. I know I am reaching my limits, but you will never suffer because of what I do. Remember, in the very beginning I told you to always tell me the truth. So, please, tell me now, how are you feeling about this beast coming into our home?"

"I'm growing tired, Ike. Too many women, too much drama. I am slowing down, and you must be. How many women are you fucking now; six? Where does it end?"

Ike looked at his wife closely, maybe for the first time in a while. She was in her fifties, too. She still looked good, and she is happy with her charity and the good work she is doing. He could tell the training from the suit all those years ago is starting to fray around the edges. "I see your point, and you are correct. I am slowing down. Once this wing is complete, I am done. I would like to go away with you. We can go anywhere you wish and do anything you wish. I am not trying to bribe you. I understand you are upset, and I will honor that. I have always tried to consider your feelings in everything I do. If you wish, I will put Melanie in the wing, and you will never see her. That is the least I can do. Truthfully, I have fucked her, but that had nothing to do with this beast."

Cynthia sighed. "Do you want sex tonight?"

"No, honey. We are at the stage of our lives that I will give you complete freedom to decide if you want to fuck me or not. For now, I will honor your decision. You are my one and only wife. You rule this roost; something you do very well. You are the only person in this household that is here by choice." That is technically not true. Carol was also here by choice. But Ike made his point and details are just things. Ike leaned over, kissed his wife on the cheek, and went to bed. Cynthia sat and watched him for a few minutes. Damn him, she knew what she had gone through all those years ago in order to not be cut out of his money. Now, she is sure he doesn't care about the money any longer. She surprised herself when she realized she didn't care, either. They had been married long enough so that he would pay her a very handsome settlement if it ever came to that. She fell asleep wondering how much longer she could do this.

The next day, Ike watched how Carol and Kittie interacted together. Kittie now stays close to Carol, no matter where Carol is. If Carol is working on something, Kittie is lying on the floor nearby, patiently waiting. Ike asked Carol to come to his office without Kittie.

When she sat down, Ike smiled at her. "You look tired, Carol. Are you getting enough sleep?" She shook her head. "Is Kittie wearing you out?"

"Yes; she has the energy of youth and wants sex almost every night."

"That would get old, even for me." She nodded. "Okay, here's one thing I think we could try. The two of us are down to one day a week. How about we take a break from each other for a while? Let's see how you and her get along?"

Carol smiled. "Thank God. I'm not getting any younger. Thank you, Master."

"Please call me Ike. I'm not your Master, I'm your boss, well, sort of. Cynthia is really your boss. I'm thinking about slowing down, and it sounds like you would like to, also? Is that correct?"

"Yes, sir it is."

"Okay. For now, we are not sleeping together any longer. Concentrate on Kittie and getting some sleep."

"Yes, sir, and thank you." She let out a long, slow breath, stood up, smiled and left. One down. He was going to keep Little Bird and the twins, occasionally. Other than that, if Cynthia wanted to take a break, he would not force her through her training to have sex with him. He figured Little Bird, the twins, and now, Melanie would be enough for him, anyway.

When Cynthia heard about his deal with Carol, she was not really surprised. Like most men, she knew her husband always liked 'new' or 'strange'. He was conserving his energy to fuck the twins and the new girl. Fine, maybe she would just hold back also and see how he reacts.

Melanie wasn't surprised when she felt the cold shoulder from Ike's wife. Of course she was a threat to her home, no matter what Ike said. Melanie hoped Ike would leave her alone for a while to give it time to settle down. Whether he did or not was out of her hands, so she stopped worrying about it. Cynthia gave her one of the upstairs bedrooms and Carol helped her unpack. Kittie sat on the floor with her tail wagging, just a little, watching.

Melanie couldn't help but stare at the strange, tattooed girl with cat ears and a cat tail, purring all the time. She really is into her role and Melanie couldn't blame her. It was a soft life, and if her tattoos were any indication, her earlier life had been anything but soft. Melanie made no move in Kittie's direction, and Kittie was careful not to get too close.

Ike made certain to be in his wife's bed every night for the next couple of weeks. She made no move toward him, and he stood by his comments.

A few days after arriving, Hercules began moving around his enclosure. He was becoming more comfortable. After a couple of days, Big Bitch climbed onto the breeding bench and motioned for Hercules to come to her. He got up and went to her. He sniffed around her for a moment before climbing on top of her and fucking her enthusiastically. Little Bitch stood behind them, watching. She would love for Hercules to fuck her, but the cock ring and the blocker was not on him. He would probably tear her without the blocker keeping him from getting in too deep.

Little Bitch saw Ike standing in front of the glass, watching Hercules fuck Big Bitch. Hercules was happy enough to fuck her like he had before, regardless of who was watching them. That was a good sign. Hercules was now getting more comfortable in his new surroundings. With the drugs out of his system because he no longer needed to fuck ten times a day, he was calmer and happy to be with the two women alone.

Ike met with Melanie and Lisa to discuss what they wanted to do with the collection. He told them to discuss every idea and bring him a list of suggestions. Lisa had a hard time concentrating. She had ever since she saw Hercules and his huge dick come in. She sometimes would find herself standing in front of his enclosure, just staring at his semi-hard dick. He was completely unconcerned who saw him, and she often fantasized about him fucking her.

Lisa finally mentioned to Melanie about her fantasies. To her surprise, Melanie didn't make fun of her. Instead, she agreed. "I know how it is. He's so well hung and fucks so thoroughly that it is hard not to fantasize about him fucking you. I would sometimes sneak out of the house just to watch him work. Sometimes in his prime, he would fuck ten women in one day, one after another. I would always go back to the house wet and horny. Are you thinking about sneaking in and letting him fuck you?"

"I can't really do that, can i?"

"Of course you could. The bitches don't care, and I'm sure Master wouldn't care. However, you would need the spacer."

"Spacer?"

"Yeah. His dick is so long it would bump up against your cervix. However, he doesn't stop and he doesn't care. That is okay in fantasy, but it would tear you up in real life. They have spacers attached to his dick so it won't go in but a certain distance to protect the women he fucks. I could call and get a couple of them sent to me."

"Would you do that, for me?"

Melanie laughed. "Who said anything about you? I'm kidding. I'll call."

Melanie had several ideas about the collection. Each time she mentioned one, Ike told her to do it. The largest was the large, open space on the left side of the hallway. It was open, but there was nothing in it, and it took up four bedrooms they could use. Ike finally told her to put the bedrooms back. She wanted to move Mary to the back, in the center of the hallway with soft lights highlighting so she could be seen from the entrance. Ike loved that idea and told her to do that, also.

After a couple more good ideas, Ike finally told Melanie she was free to begin changes on her own. He told her she was in charge of the wing. It was a good thing, because Lisa was almost no good any longer. Once the spacers arrived, she had a really hard time concentrating about anything but Hercules. Melanie finally told Lisa she had to decide to work or talk to Ike about her problem.

Lisa talked to Big Bitch about it and was surprised to learn she was in favor of Hercules fucking Lisa. "Why not? He could fuck every woman in this house almost every day, and it wouldn't diminish that dick."

That did it. Lisa set it up to talk to Ike. Melanie called Ike into the wing one morning. When he came in, Melanie told him Lisa wanted to talk to him.

Lisa was scared to death. Was she really going to do this? When Ike faced her, she took a deep breath and began. Melanie was behind Ike, waving her on. "Ike, I have a favor to ask. I've talked to the people in here, and I am ready to ask for your permission."

"Lisa, you know you can ask me anything. Speak up."

Lisa looked over Ike's shoulder and Melanie nodded. Instead of talking, she took one of Ike's collars out from behind her, put it in her hands and held her hands out in front of her in front of Ike. She bowed her head. "Master, I wish to be put into Hercules' enclosure and allow him to fuck me."

"Wait, you want him to fuck you?"

"Yes sir. I've talked to Big Bitch, and she is in favor. She said Hercules need more stimulation. I already had a collar made for myself."

Ike made collars for everyone in the wing except Melania and Lisa. The collars have tiny prongs that dig into the wearers' neck and connect with their nervous system. When Ike hits his remote, all collars vibrate, informing everyone that is wearing one that he wishes them to come out into the glass display area. He wishes for each to come out and play in their roles. Elsa and Alice come out and begin fucking each other in public. Big Bitch gets Hercules out, gets on the bench, and lets him fuck her while whomever is in the hallway can watch. "You know what putting that collar means?"

She kept her head bowed. "Yes, Master. It means I'm joining your collection of specimens. I wish to be with Hercules. If that means I remain with them, so be it. I need him to fuck me regularly. Melanie can now take care of everything I used to. I've taught her everything and am not needed here any longer. Let me join the group and get fucked good. I haven't been fucked in so long, I can't ever remember the last time. Please, Master, give this to me."

Ike looked at Melanie and she nodded. "Okay, Lisa." He took the collar out of her hand and put it around her neck. When he snapped it shut, it stuck her in the neck, and she shook but remained quiet. Ike went into his tablet and added the new collar that popped up as Lisa and hit, 'activate'. The collar rang through several collars and vibrations for a moment, then beeped. "You are now one of my possessions. Welcome to the zoo. Strip."

Lisa shivered when he turned professional. He stared at her with cold eyes, waiting for her to obey. This was her first test, and she wasn't going to fail it. She began stripping her clothes off until she was naked in front of both.

"Let me see what I have in my new exhibit." He walked around her, then began prodding her ass, back, shoulders. He moved in front of her, took her face by the chin and turned her head, first one way, then the other. He looked into her mouth and felt her teeth. The more impersonal his inspection, the hotter she got. When he squeezed and felt up her breasts, she almost came. He moved his hand down her stomach to her mound. He turned to Melanie and spoke to her as the inspection continued. "She's a little heavy, but her breasts are full. They sag a little, but that is to be expected. Stomach is a little flabby but nothing we can't work with. Face is beautiful with colorful eyes and rosy cheeks. Hair is a bit long, but we can cut that shorter. Long hair gets too dirty, and we don't want to be washing it every week." He ran his hands down her legs. "Good, firm legs. They should be able to support her while she is getting fucked." He went behind her. "Ass is good and firm, shoulders straight and strong." He patted her on the ass. "Lift you right leg." She lifted her leg behind her like a horse would, and balanced on the left one. He caught her leg with the ankle and pulled her foot to him. "Good balance and healthy feet. No infections or parasites to worry about." He dropped the leg. "Raise the other." She did so, and he inspected her left foot. "Same with this one."

He came back to her front and stood close to her. By now, Lisa was almost ready to have her first orgasm by someone else in a very long time. She didn't know that was his intent. He knew she needed a little release, and this would help her settle in. He put his hand on her mound and moved it down toward her pussy. The closer he got, the hotter she became. When he pushed into her pussy and hit her clit, she exploded on his hand. He frigged her clit until she stopped shaking. He caught her as she collapsed toward the floor. When she was still, he dropped her onto the floor. She collapsed like a ragdoll. He rubbed two fingers together and smelled her juices on them. "I guess this bitch will do. She seems wet enough to survive Hercules. Melanie, get her settled into her new life."

"Yes, Master." Melanie attached a leash to Lisa's collar and Lisa managed to stand. Melanie led her away. She struggled to walk and keep up with Melanie. Her juices were running down her leg, and she was as happy as she could remember being. Melanie took her to the back of Hercules' enclosure and called out for Big Bitch. When she came, Melanie pushed Lisa into the enclosure. "This bitch is joining your family. Try and get Hercules to get used to her and fuck her as soon as possible. I want him bonded to her before he hurts her."

Big Bitch was not surprised. After all, Lisa had been talking to her for a couple of weeks. Big Bitch figured it would only be a matter of time. Melanie handed Big Bitch the spacer and cock ring. "Use the cock ring only if you need it but put the spacer on him for her. I can't have him tearing her. Come to think of it, now you can use if for Little Bitch too. That should help her enjoy him mounting her."

Big Bitch nodded and took Lisa's hand. She pulled her toward Hercules. When he saw he, he came running until he could smell her. He took a handful of her hair and sniffed it closely. He sniffed her shoulder and her breasts. Lisa was so excited, but she tried to remain calm. After he was done inspecting his new toy, Big Bitch grabbed Hercules' dick and shoved the spacer on to it. He didn't move. He was used to having these spacers of him. Almost all the women he fucked needed this to prevent tearing. Once it was in place, Big Bitch took Lisa's hand and pulled her to the breeding bench. She helped her onto it and slapped her ass. "Enjoy, bitch. I hope it is worth it."

The minute Hercules saw her on the bench; she stopped being a curiosity and became his job. He moved straight toward her until he could smell her womanhood scents. She was new, so he put his nose down close to her exposed, wet pussy. He sniffed it and even touched her pussy lips with his nose. Lisa was almost gone already. The animalistic treatment of her body by Ike and now Hercules was more than she had ever fantasied about.

Lisa had fantasies about him fucking her, but they weren't close to the real thing. She felt his weight above her and the scent of his dirty, musk smell as he covered her entire body. The moment he moved into her; it was not with a romantic tenderness. It was a body slam of bull against cow. He fucked her hard and deep, and continued without regard for her until he roared and deposited his seed into her waiting pussy. When he finished, he simply stepped back and went back to sit down. He finished her and forgot her until the next time.

Lisa hung from the bench, completely taken and exhausted. She didn't have the strength to get down, and Big Bitch wasn't going to help her. She hung there for a while, until she finally was able to find the strength to get down. She then stumbled to one of the mats on the floor and collapsed onto it. She was asleep within minutes.

Ike had watched the entire performance right in front of her, but Ike was certain she didn't have a clue he was there. Her eyes were cloudy, her body covered in goosebumps, and she shivered. Nothing came out of her mouth. She was too excited and her mouth was too dry for her to speak. Ike watched until she managed to get down and lay down. He smiled and walked away. One less employee, and one new exhibit. A good trade.

With the spacer now in place, Big Bitch took Little Bitch and placed her on the bench. She then went back to Hercules and whispered into his ear, "Mount" and pointed toward her. Hercules snorted, stood up, and moved toward her. Little Bitch relaxed. She was happy because she could now get fucked without being hurt. When Hercules mounted her, he roared and she began shaking from the weight of him inside her. He was huge, and even though he couldn't go too deep, he was still thick, and he pushed her valley wide as he fucked her. Little Bitch fainted long before he was finished, but Big Bitch didn't try to interfere. There was no stopping him until he finished. She would have to just be sore the next day. When he finally finished, he pulled back and went to sit down.

Big Bitch looked at the two exhausted women panting at her feet, and she smiled. Now she could keep Hercules busy, and it wouldn't all be on her any longer.

Over the next month, Melanie's plan for expanding the number of rooms back to the original number proceeded on pace. By the end of six weeks, the original eight rooms were back. They were presently using only two, but Melanie knew Ike had plans.

A month after their last conversation, Cynthia was finally ready to have the talk with her husband. She told him that night that she wanted him to come to her office the next morning so they could talk. Ike figured it was 50/50 if she wanted a divorce. He was willing to give her whatever number she wanted. It wasn't like it was twenty years ago. She had been with him, and he would give her whatever amount of money she asked for. She wasn't going to get his father's house, but he would be flexible with anything else.

When Ike came in and sat down across from her, she was quiet. Ike had long ago quit trying to read his wife's moods or intentions. He would just sit back and let her explain herself without interruptions.

"You told me I had basically two options. I could have a divorce, and you would not fight over the amount of money you would give me. Or I could resign myself to how you are with some small adjustments by you. Am I basically saying it correctly?" Ike nodded. "I wish to explain my thinking and why before I tell you what I've decided I want done. When I first came out of your deprivation chamber, I was a clean slate. I had to relearn most of what I knew. At first, everything was wonderful. You were so kind and thoughtful, and I had complete peace. It never bothered me whatever you did when I wasn't around. That peace lasted for many years.

However, as time passed, my peace began to erode. Things that never bothered me at first gradually began to bother me, small at first, but it grew with time. Everything you did that originally didn't bother me started bothering me again until I couldn't find peace any longer. You didn't change, I did, and I never realized that I was the one that changed.

Now I am faced with the problem of how to fix this. I could just walk away, but I don't want to. I still love you and what we've built here, but I cannot any longer sit still and watch you fuck half the world around me. This is the problem I struggled to find a solution for. I believe I have found a solution, and God help me, I can't believe this is what I've come to, but it is. Ike, I want you to put me back into the suit for a short time."

Ike nearly fell off his chair. What the hell? He couldn't help himself. "Are you nuts? We can't turn back the clock. You're not as young as you were, and I don't want to risk your health. I love you, and I wouldn't hurt you for the world."

"I know, and I do trust you, but I can't continue this way any longer. If I come out of the suit, I will have my peace back and you will have the freedom you used to have before again. This isn't about money any longer. I want our marriage to survive, and I need my peace back. I know you can never change how you are. You've spent millions gathering the unusual people around you. You collect people like some people collect stamps. You can never change. I don't wish to try and make you change, but I don't want to continue as I have been for the last year or so. I am willing to risk going back into the suit to find my peace again." Cynthia sat back and let out a long, slow breath. "There it is."

Ike sat in stunned silence for the longest time. Good God, he could have guessed for a month and never guessed that. Whatever else ended up happening with this craziness, Ike now knew his wife loved him. Instead of speaking, he held out his hand to her. She slowly stood up and moved toward him. He pulled her onto his lap and just held her without speaking. Within a minute or so, both were crying. He held her as they cried until they finally cried it out and settled down. He whispered in her ear. 'Baby, I would change if I could. I'd do it to keep you out of that suit, but I don't know how."

She kissed him on the cheek. "I know, baby, I know. I will have to be the one to change if we want to survive. I know we both want to stay together. We both love our lives, except for one small thing. I will need to learn to ignore that, and the only way is the suit. We both know that."

Ike knew she was right. For all those years that her behavior and thinking were dictated by the suit, they were both happy. It was only as her reprograming began to degrade did her unhappiness return. Ike hoped a few days in the suit could be enough for them to grow old together.

She looked Ike in the eye. "I only have one condition. No one here must EVER know what we did. No one, you understand?"

Ike nodded. "I understand and certainly agree. We'll arrange for you to go on a vacation during this time. A private 'personal' retreat for you to assess what you want to do. Everyone who has seen your struggles will believe that."

It was settled. Cynthia was relieved but worried. She really didn't want to go back into that damned suit, but she desperately wanted to have the peace she had for most of the last twenty years. She hoped another twenty would do it.

Ike called Jose. Jose was mostly retired now, but he and Ike still went to the occasional auction, just to see if anything unusual popped up. Ike needed a few more exhibits before he stopped. Once it was full, he thought he might invite some of his billionaire friends that had invited him on vacations that included many pretty girls to see what he had done instead. But first, he needed to help Cynthia find peace of mind. Jose told him he had a newer, better suit and would bring it over, quietly.

Jose brought the new suit by, and they snuck it into his study when no one was around. Once inside the secret room behind his bookcase, Jose took it out and showed it to Ike. "Much thinner and lighter, much easier to put on and take off. It's not made of rubber any longer. It is a polymer of some kind from NASA. Now you will be able to make out her ribs once the air is removed from the suit." Ike wasn't happy, but he had to do it. Jose was surprised. "Why would she do this again. She knows what will happen."

"I know, and I love her for it. She is desperate to find that peace she had for many years after the suit. She is searching for that peace. We hope this will last until we are too old to care."

"If this one lasts as long as the first, she should be okay for the bulk of her remaining lifetime. At least we can hope."

On the day she told everyone she was going away for a time to decide what she wanted to do, Ike and her made a show of her leaving in her own car. Ike followed her just to 'make sure she is okay as she leaves'. Once they hid her car at one of his company's parking garages, they returned with her in the trunk. Ike didn't want to do it that way, but Cynthia insisted. She didn't want someone to turn up in the garage as they returned and blow the entire thing.

When the coast was clear, he helped her out of the trunk, and he waved her forward when each step was clear. They finally made it to his study, and he locked the door. They went into his hidden room and sat down. Cynthia stared at the new suit as she sat down. "This it?"

"Yes. It is much lighter and they say it won't take you as long to recover with this one."

"Good. It took me a long time to recover the first time."

He kissed her and held her in his arms for several minutes. She finally stepped back. "We need to get started."

Ike nodded and Cynthia stripped down naked. He looked at her when she was naked. "You know you are still beautiful. Of course, to me, you have always been beautiful. I love you so much, sweetheart. I can't even begin to know how to thank you and tell you how appreciative I am for what you're doing today."

"You can tell me each time you fuck me for the next twenty years. None of that, we're just roommates bullshit. I will agree to whatever you tell me after this, and you damn well better fuck me often."

"Baby, I know you won't remember this, but I will melt your every nerve whenever you ask."

Enough talk. She sat down on a chair and put her own feet into the suit. He put the new, lighter waist strap around her and carefully inserted the vibrators into her ass and pussy. He had fucked her ass for so many years that she didn't even blink when he pushed a good-sized vibrator into her ass. The bulb vibrator sat on her clit. He tested each one and she jumped each time they went off. She held up her thumb and smiled. He put the waste retrieval bag over the large vibrator that would catch the piss. Her food does not produce much solid waste, so they didn't need a bag over her ass.

He then pulled the suit up to her waist and put the vital monitor patches onto her in the proper places. He then tested them, and they worked perfectly. He pulled it up to her neck and stopped. He kissed her. "Good luck, baby. I'll be right here beside you. If any of these monitors beep, I'll have you out of there in two minutes. You ready?" She nodded. He put the ear plugs in and the blindfold over her eyes. He put the tubes into her nose for air and taped them shut. He followed with the water tube and the food tube into her mouth and taped them shut. Lastly, he pulled the tubes through the hood and put it over her head. He attached the tubes to the proper machines and the air began flowing. He then sealed the hood and that sealed the suit. He began the vacuum pump, and it sucked all the air out of her suit. Ike could see the outline of her body become very noticeable as the air was pulled out of the suit. When the machine started straining, he turned it off and checked her vitals. Her heartrate was high and her breathing was shallow. Neither were dangerous. He attached the water line to one of her mouth tubes, and he was done.

He sat and watched her vitals until they slowly started coming down. Soon, her breathing was almost normal, and her heartrate was within acceptable norms. This time, she did not go into the vegetable cellar but remained on the cot in his private room behind his bookcases. He was done; she had done it. Now he must decide how long she would need to remain in that suit. The last thing he wanted was to have to put her back once she came out and they realized it had not been long enough. He and Jose decided to wait for one more day than they originally thought, just to make sure. The duration would be eight days.

Those were the longest eight days of his life. Everyone in the house assumed she was off in some luxury suite, considering her future. No one knew she was in a vacuum suit in his study the entire time. He spent most of those eight days watching the monitors of her vitals, watching for any sudden change that would require him to get her out sooner. It never happened. After the first couple of hours, her breathing was slow and steady, and her heartrate slowed to the slowest he had ever seen. She heart was beating at 65 beats a minute. Most people are around 80 normally, but Jose assured him she was just calm and 65 was okay.

Finally, day nine arrived. He was in his study early that morning, and he began removing the suit immediately. It was like Christmas morning, except for the worry that something might go wrong. He had her hood off her within a couple of minutes and pulled the tubes out of her nose and mouth. She gasped the second she could breathe on her own. He removed the suit as fast as he could, until she was lying on the cot, naked and soaked in sweat.

She was still, but that was to be expected. Because there were people in the house not expecting her to come out of his study, Ike had to clean her up there by himself. He came prepared and began bathing her body out of a small tub and some soft washcloths. By the time he finished washing her body, her breathing was back to normal. She still hadn't opened her eyes, but that was to be expected. It might take her as long as a day to finally come around. He put a blanket over her and sat beside her, holding her hand and waited for some sign she was coming around.

He sat there most of the day. Finally, five hours after she was freed, he saw a flicker of movement in her eyelids. He saw small movements in the fingers he was holding. He put a bottle of water to her lips and she drank it.

Around midnight, as he lay sleeping in his chair, he was awakened by a small sound from her. He hurried over and took her hand. He saw her eyes begin moving and then saw one eye slowly open. The other eye followed quickly. She was awake, but not focusing. He massaged her arms and legs to help her circulation. He watched as her eyes began to focus. When she finally turned her head toward him, he smiled and kissed her cheek. She still wasn't there, but she was coming back. The first time, they had been alone, and he had been able to carry her up to their room and bathe her. This time, there were people in the house. He would have to do everything in his study.

He wiped her body down again and offered her a bottle of water. Once he dripped a little water onto her lips, she opened her mouth. He poured the water into her mouth slowly and carefully.

Around two in the morning, she looked at Ike and he saw something in her eyes. She almost smiled and he rubbed her face, softly. She turned her head and smiled at him. She had now been out of the suit for fifteen hours. Ike could tell she was coming back. She turned her head and smiled at him. She tried to speak, but nothing came out. He gave her another bottle of water and she drank it gladly. She finally was able to croak out a few words. "How long?"

He leaned over and whispered. "Nine days."

She closed her eyes and he realized she was asleep. He turned out the light and put a mat down beside her and lay down. He was going to sleep right there until she was alert.

He woke up the next morning to sounds of noises coming from her. He sat up immediately and saw her eyes looking at him. Her eyes looked clearer. "Good morning, my love. How do you feel?" She raised her hand and wiggled it a little. He understood. "So so."

She was finally able to sit up an hour later. He sat behind her and let her lean back on him. He put his arms around her and just held her as she tried to recover her senses. By that evening, she could talk again. He held her against himself to steady her. When she sat up, Ike knew she was almost back. She smiled at him and leaned back on him. "I need to rest." He held her as she fell asleep and he didn't move for the entire time she slept. He leaned back against the wall and fell asleep holding her.

The next morning, Ike woke up with a start when he felt her moving in his arms. He opened his eyes to see her sitting up. "Good morning, baby. How do you feel now?"

She turned her head and looked at him. "I feel calm."

"Wonderful, baby, wonderful. We will sit here until you are strong enough to get dressed." She crawled back into his arms and fell asleep again. He stayed with her in his arms for several hours until she woke up again. He gave her another bottle of water, and she downed it.

"Ike, thank you for staying with me. I feel better. How long do we need to stay here?"

"Until you are strong enough to stand up and walk."

She nodded. Late that evening, when everyone else was asleep, Ike carried her up the stairs and put her into her own bed. He then called Carl and met him out at the front gate. Carl took him to where Cynthia's car was sitting, and Ike drove it home and put it away. He then went upstairs and crawled in beside Cynthia. She was fast asleep, and he let her sleep without touching her.

When he woke up the next morning, she was sitting up, watching him sleep. She smiled at him. "Good morning, husband. How did you sleep last night?"

"Wonderful. You were here beside me."

She giggled. "You are such a smoothy."

"No, honey. I am happy because of you being beside me."

She beamed and kissed him. "I am your wife; where else would I be?"

"Nowhere on earth, baby, nowhere on earth. How do you feel? Are you ready to see the family again? We can wait longer if you need."

She jumped up and headed for the shower. "I need a shower, I stink." She was laughing as she ran. Ike lay back and watched her naked ass jiggle as she ran. She might have more cellulite that before, but he still loved that ass.

He hurried after her and caught her in the shower. They showered together like when they were young. She bent over with the water running down her back. "Do you want to fuck me in the shower like we used to do?"

"Yes, baby, if you will let me."

"Ike, I am your wife. You lead I follow, remember? If you want to fuck me in the ass, it is your ass to fuck." She giggled and wiggled her ass. He pushed his finger into her ass and she moaned. "Yes, master, fuck your wife in the ass, fuck me." He pushed his dick into her and all her training from the earlier years had returned. She calmly stood with the water running down her back and allowed him to fuck her ass as she moaned and begged for him to make her come for him. When he came in her ass, she squealed and came herself, hard. He held her up as she shuddered and shivered in the warm water. "Thank you, husband, thank you for allowing me to give you my ass. Thank you for the wonderful climax. It was the best you've ever given me."

He washed her back and hair and helped her out of the shower. He dried her hair and helped her out of the bathroom. She was still a little unsteady, but she was improving quickly. She had no difficulty getting dressed, and they headed downstairs. He reminded her of her story. She had gotten home very late last night and just went to bed. She feels wonderful and has made up her mind. She would stay with her husband and not make such a big deal about his hobbies. That would be her story. She practiced it until she was comfortable.

Everyone was surprised to see her come down the stairs. They all jumped up and hugged her. She told them her story and they moved on quickly. Kittie even rubbed up against her leg and allowed her to pet her head. It had been almost two weeks from start to finish, and everyone seemed to accept her decision.

Ike went to his collection after breakfast and found Melanie. She was talking to the handlers Ike had hired to feed, bathe, and clean up after his 'exhibits'. When she saw him, she smiled and came over to him. "Good morning, boss. I hear the Madam is home. How is she feeling?"

"As good as she has in years. Two weeks at a spa did her wonders."

She smiled and Ike pulled her to himself. He kissed her and held her close for a few moments before stepping back. "So, where are we today?"

Melanie turned and looked down the hallway. "The twins are used to people watching them fuck each other in the enclosure. They are comfortable now coming whenever their collars go off and begin fucking whenever there is an audience in front of them. They continue until the people move down. They are ready. Lisa has integrated herself into Hercules' little family. He now fucks each of them each day, at least once. His sperm count may be down, but his libido isn't. All any of them need to do is climb aboard the breeding bench and he comes running. Those women seem to take turns having him mount them and fuck them until they are almost senseless. I don't think Lisa would want to go back to her old job. Not with that huge dick in her life every day. She doesn't seem to mind being naked any longer, and she takes her turn getting fucked when the collar beeps, and there are witnesses."

Ike smiled. "I am now ready to expand my little collection. I want you to take the first room on the left, opposite the twins, and enlarge it for the four of them to be in the same room. You can put just two more rooms on that side, and you will need to figure out a way for the ones in the left side to be able to get to the outside and the pool."

"I've been thinking about that. I will add a passageway behind their rooms that goes to the end and around behind Mary to allow them to get to the outside."

"Excellent." He hugged her. "I will need to find time for you, but now I need to be careful to set Cynthia's programing before I do anything else."

"Master, come for me when you can. I'll be right here."

Ike now had three rooms on the twin's side and two more on Hercules' side free. He needed five more exhibits to complete his collection, and he called Jose and told him to get him an invitation to the next auction.

Two weeks later, Ike and Jose went with Carl and two men in a large van. He looked through the new catalogue and there were a couple of items he was interested in.

The first was the most unusual. There was a former MMA fighter who stood almost 8' tall and weighed over 400 pounds. She was all steel in her prime, but too many fixed fights had broken her down. She had gotten mixed up with people you don't want to owe money to. Her only options were to pay them what she owed them or be sold and hope she draws enough to satisfy them. She wasn't yet 40, but she walked like a broken-down monster.

There were gasps from the audience coming through their speakers when she walked into the room. They put her through her paces. First, they made her flex her muscles, including her biceps that shook her huge breasts. Then they made her kneel on command, bend over and get on her knees. On her knees with her head down, it was still almost four feet to the top of her ass. The barker said she would obey any order and do whatever she was told to do with whomever she was told to do it with. There were almost no bids. Ike made a bid but was informed it didn't meet her minimum. When no one else bid, he raised his offer to the minimum and they took it.

There was one more woman, and she drew a lot of interest. She was led into the arena on a leash by a man in skimpy, leather outfit. He had a whip and he turned to her and snapped the whip. She immediately fell to her knees and bowed her head. He put her through several exhibitions of her being submissive to him, including bending over and allowing him to insert his finger into her pussy and frig her as she stood still. The murmurs led to a robust round of bidding, but Ike outlasted them all.

Afterward, as he was inspecting his new exhibits, he wanted to talk to the man in the leather outfit. "Do you come with her?" The man shook his head. "How much to make you a matched set? As an employee, not like her."

They negotiated until Ike hit a number, including room and board that satisfied him, if he helped Melanie whenever he wasn't performing, and both went home with Ike and the 'Amazon Woman', as Ike called her.

Melanie had taken one of the bedrooms on the second floor of the collection wing, and now, she put Rick, the man that came with the submissive in another. Melanie also took the last exhibit room beside Mary on the right side. She put a desk and office things in the glass enclosure and used the bedroom behind it as storage. This meant Ike had two more exhibit rooms he could fill before their collection was complete.

Amazon did not resist and went along quietly. She sat on the floor of the van while the other woman came on a leash with her hands cuffed behind her. Rick held the leash and told her what to do.

Melanie tried hard not to stare at Amazon, but it was difficult. She had to stoop to enter every doorway, and Ike ordered a custom-made bed for her in the back. It was beyond king, ten feet long and an extra foot wide. Melanie ordered custom-made sheets for it. He asked Amazon what type of chair she wanted to sit in. She asked for a large rocking chair and Ike had it built for her. Two weeks after arriving, she was finally able to stop sleeping on the floor and sitting cross legged in the enclosure.

The conversation Ike and Melanie had with her didn't start out well. "What is your real name?"

"Wanda Stupes."

'Your stage name here will be Amazon. You will need to remove your clothes. There will be no need for any clothing in this exhibit."

Stupes looked at each one, back and forth. Melanie nodded, and she finally grunted and began removing her clothes. Her breasts were huge; there isn't a designation for breasts that large. 4-D was the closest, but it didn't matter since they would never have to order her any clothes. When she was naked, she sat down on the floor cross legged and folded her arms across her chest.

Ike held up her specially made collar, and she just sighed and nodded. He stepped behind her and clicked the collar on. "Tell Melanie what types of equipment you wish me to get for you, and I will order it. When the collar vibrates, you are to come out into the glass enclosure and work out until I can find a way to do something better with you." She nodded without expression.

Melanie gave Rick a key and a remote buzzer. He wouldn't be wearing a collar, and the buzzer would tell him when he needed to go to 'Pet's' enclosure and put her through her submissive paces. Ike told him he would always need to end the show by fucking her. How would be up to him at first.

Cynthia loved her charity, and Carol was taking good care of it. Cynthia went to the office with Carol for the next few months. Ike still slept with Little Bird every Friday. Ike gave Little Bird the remote that controlled the motorized pulley on her cage so she could lower it herself to get inside and then lift it back into the proper place. She still sang most days, and the household was a happy place.

Ike fucked Melanie during the day every couple of days. It was usually in her room upstairs, but one time, she asked him to fuck her in her office enclosure. It was late, she was tired and just stepped around her desk and pulled her dress up and her panties down. She bent over her desk and shook her ass. "Take me, master, right here in front of the exhibits."

By then, most were standing in their enclosers, watching. Ike moved up behind her, slapped her on the ass a couple of times to see her wince and then pushed a finger into her asshole. She didn't move, so he pulled some of her juices out of her pussy and put it around her asshole. He then pushed his dick into her ass. She didn't move, just stood still with her hands down on her desk, and her head down, moaning.

Melanie wanted the others here to see she was in many ways, just like them without the collar or the nudity. Besides, pretending to be one of them wasn't a stretch for her; she was his as much as any of them were. He could put her in one of these enclosures any time he wished. That knowledge only made his taking her in front of her charges even hotter for her. She melted down as he fucked her ass. When he began playing with her clit, she exploded onto his dick and wiggled and shook as she moaned and cried until she finally collapsed down on the top of her desk. He patted her on the ass a couple of times. As he left, he whispered to her, "Good girl, baby, good girl."

As the months passed, the exhibits became smoother and everyone knew their role. He finally put exhibits in the last two rooms, and he was finished. He had Melanie redo the bedrooms upstairs. There was a primary suite in front, and that would be where his billionaire friends would stay. The room next door would hold whatever entourage he brought with him.

Four months later, he invited Bobby from Montana to view his collection. Cynthia threw a large banquet on the evening he arrived. Little Bird sang the entire evening, and Bobby was transfixed. Kittie lay in front of the couch with her head on Carol's knee, purring as Carol petted her.

"Ike, I came to see your collection, but this is as amazing as anything could be."

Ike smiled. "Thanks, man, but this is just my family. You'll see the exhibits in the morning. Get a good night's sleep, you'll need it."

That night, Ike slept with Cynthia and they made love tenderly. He stayed out of her ass, even though she was fine with it. No, he wanted her to enjoy the evening, and he worked on her until she exploded. He then fucked her in the missionary position while their eyes locked. She was finished the first time but still managed a small orgasm when he came. They fell asleep in each other's arms. Ike was so happy Cynthia had decided to renew her training in the suit. He knew they would be together for the rest of their lives.

The next morning, they had breakfast before heading for the collection wing. Finally, he called Melanie and told her to get everyone ready. When Ike and Bobby came through the large doors at the entrance to the wing, Melanie was standing there to greet them, and all the exhibits were in their enclosures, waiting for them. Bobby walked the entire length of the hallway to see Mary. He stared at her naked form on the pedestal, staring down at them. "Good God, man. Bubba did a great job on her. She looks like she's alive."

"No shit. I had to move her here. She freaked the entire household staff so badly they wouldn't go near her." Ike patted her foot. "But Bubba made her look years younger and hid the cancer scars. She got her wish. She is the first thing anyone entering the wing sees, and she is smiling down on us as we are here." Ike turned around and headed back to the beginning. "Now, how about you see what I have here?"

They stopped in front of the twins. Ike smiled at them and Elsa lay down on the soft rug on the floor and spread her legs. Alice climbed between her legs and put her pussy down on Elsa's face. They began working on the other, and Bobby nearly creamed his shorts. "My God, they are beautiful, and they are working each other's snatch right in front of us."

"Of course, that is what I bought them for. They do this for me nearly every day. And, you want to know the secret?" Bobby nodded. "Their identical twins."

Bobby's eyes got wide. "Wait, what? I thought they looked alike, but you mean they are actual twin sisters?" Ike nodded. "Wow. And you fuck them?"

"Every week or so. I take them both together."

Bobby put a hand to his chest. He took several long, slow breaths. "I'd die if I could do that whenever I wanted."

"Don't get too quick to pick something. You're just beginning."

"Pick something?"

"Yeah, who you want to fuck. You can pick one when we're done here."

Bobby began looking around, trying to decide what might interest him. Ike led him across the hallway to where Hercules and the three big women were.

"This is what I went to Lawrence's island for."

Bobby just stared at Hercules' huge dick, hanging at attention. "He asked you to take him?"

"Yes, and my price was Melanie."

Bobby looked at Melanie and smiled. "Good price, if you ask me. Now, about this exhibit."

Melanie pointed at Big Bitch, and she climbed aboard the bench and Little Bitch pointed at her to Hercules and said, "Mount." He moved to her, climbed onto the bench, and impaled her with his huge dick. She was the one that could take it all, but years of that had stretched her out terribly. He fucked her until he roared and filled her. She screamed and shook as she stared into Bobby's eyes on the other side of the glass.

"That's amazing."

"That's only round one. Wait a minute."

Big Bitch climbed down and Little Bitch took her place. Hercules mounted her immediately and began fucking her. Little Bitch had put the spacer on his dick before she climbed onto the bench so he wouldn't tear her. Bobby watched as the mountain of a man with the largest dick Bobby had ever seen took his second woman apart only minutes after the first. She screamed as he filled her. He grunted and climbed off. Lisa helped Little Bitch down and climbed up in her place. Bobby's mouth fell wide open. "NO, no way."

Ike smiled. "Just watch." As soon as Lisa was in place, Hercules came for her, too. It didn't take him any longer to satisfy Lisa than the other two. Within ten minutes, he had destroyed all three women. When he was finished with Lisa, he climbed down and lay down on a pad on the floor. The three women were walking very tenderly, trying to sit down. Bobby just shook his head in amazement.

"Damn, that was the most amazing display of a bull breeding his cows I think I've ever seen."

"It was nice. Ready for more?"

He laughed. "Sure, what could be better than the first two?"

Next was Rick and Pet. Rick led Pet into the glass enclosure with her leash. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. When they got to the center of the enclosure, he stopped and pointed down. She immediately knelt in front of him. As he walked around her, he played with her hair, slapped her face a couple of times while calling her his little bitch, and squeezed a nipple. He then took a clamp and chain combination. He attached each clamp on a nipple. She grimaced but did not move or say anything. He pulled on the chain once it was in place, and she remained still as he pulled her breasts out by their nipples. He finally dropped the chain and stood behind her. He began swatting her on her shoulders and back.

Bobby heard the loud 'whack' each time he hit her. He stopped after two or three times and stood in front of her. He unzipped his pants and took his dick out. "Suck on me, bitch."

She reached for his dick with her mouth. Her hands were still cuffed behind her, and she had to reach for him. He finally pushed it into her mouth, and she began working on him as diligently as she could while he stood perfectly still. After several minutes, he pulled back and she stopped.

He helped her up and removed the cuffs. He then pushed her toward a padded sawhorse in the room. He pushed her down over the horse and cuffed her legs to the first side. He then moved around and cuffed her wrists to the other side. She was now spread out and unmovable.

He swatted her ass and back for a couple of minutes before stepping up behind her. He inserted himself into her in one, quick motion. She moaned out loud and shook a little. He ignored her movement and began fucking her. She finally started moaning and shaking, but he told her she could not come until he allowed her to. Anytime she appeared to be ready to come, he stopped and pulled out. She would just hang her head down and wait for him to begin again.

When she was calm, he returned and fucked her, hard and long while she begged him to allow her to come. Finally, as he came, he told her to come for him, and she exploded into screaming and crying, and thanking him and God for everything until she lay still, with her head hanging down between her arms. Rick moved around her, grabbed her head by her hair, lifted her up, and shoved his wet dick into her mouth. "Clean me, bitch."

She was finally able to suck and lick on his dick until he pulled it out. She hung there, not moving. Rick stepped up to the glass and smiled. Bobby and Ike clapped and whistled. Bobby was in heaven. "God Damn it, man. How many more of these do you have here? You get to watch this any time you wish?" Ike nodded and smiled. "God Damn it."

Next came Amazon. Bobby froze when he saw the towering, naked woman lifting weights. She moved around the room, using various gym equipment without regard for who was watching her. "That is an amazing woman. Where on earth did you find her?"

"At an auction. She owed very bad people a lot of money. I paid her debt, and she is here, working it off."

They walked up to the next exhibit, and Bobby stopped in his tracks. In this enclosure were two young girls, perfect in every way. They were dressed in sexy outfits and sitting on a tetter-totter, swinging up and down. Every time they went up. Their panties were clearly visible. Every time they went down, their boobs fell out of the loose tops they were wearing.

Ike could tell Bobby was fascinated by the two young 'virgins'. But there were two more exhibits. "Two more before you choose."

The next was a woman dressed like a witch, but she wasn't some ugly bitch. She was a sexy, Halloween witch. Her costume didn't hide anything as she stirred a caldron. Dry ice made smoke come out of the caldron and she was calling out some incantations as she stirred. When Melanie hit her remote and the witches collar vibrated, she stopped, turned toward the glass and smiled. Bobby stepped back. "That is the coldest, sexy smile I think I've ever seen."

"Truth, dude. She's a heartless bitch. I rescued her from a devil cult that had her chained as their pet. I paid their entire yearly budget to get her."

Bobby was staring at her. "Does she do anything else?"

"Just watch." He nodded, and she smiled that wicked smile and turned toward a cot in the enclosure. She stripped down naked and laid down on the cot. She spread her legs toward them and put the hook of her staff into her pussy and began fucking herself with it. She went after herself with a reckless abandon as she screamed curses against humanity until she finally screamed a bloodcurdling scream and came in front of them. She squirted an impressive amount of juices out of her pussy as she hurled insults. They stood and watched as her juices splattered against the glass. When she was finally finished, she collapsed onto her cot and didn't move again.

"God Damn. Where do you find these people?"

"They seem to find me. We have one more for you to see." Ike nodded at Melanie and she hit a remote in her hand. The wedding march suddenly began playing in the hall and the door to the last room slowly opened. A bride in a full wedding gown came walking, slowly, out of the back and walked to the front near the glass. She smiled at them and waited. When Ike tapped on the glass, she suddenly took hold of her dress and jerked it off in one motion to reveal a sexy, skimpy white outfit. It included white nylons to her thigh, and a see-thru bra and pantie set in white. She shook her ass and wiggled around her room.

Bobby was frozen as he stared at her. "You fuck all of them?" Ike nodded. "What did all this cost you?"

"You don't want to know. The upkeep is significant." Ike finally looked at Bobby. "Okay, now it is time to choose."

"What about those two young women?"

"They are nineteen. I got them out of prison. Something as lovely and unsullied as those two should not get raped in a women's prison."

"How'd you get them out?"

"A significant donation to one judge's campaign, and they are now serving their terms here. Two years, and they will be free to go. That is, if they wish to go. They are getting fucked often, and they seem to be happier here than prison."

"No shit. Can I have both?"

"Of course, Melanie, please take these two up to Bobby's room and make them ready for him."

"Yes, sir, right away, sir."

She went behind the room, came into the enclosure and motioned for them to follow her. Ike clapped him on the shoulder. "Let's go get some lunch and give the young ladies time to get ready."

After lunch, Ike took Bobby up to his room. When they opened the door, the two girls were in his bed, as naked as the day they were born. They smiled at him and held out their hands. They much preferred fucking the occasionally fat, old, rich man than what would happen to them in prison.

Ike left them alone and found Melanie in her room, resting. He decided to help her rest and climbed into her bed. One hour later, after he had come twice, and he wasn't sure about her, they fell asleep.

It was early afternoon when Ike woke up. Melanie was awake and waiting for him to wake up. When he did, she bent down and sucked him off before they went back to work.

Ike knocked on Bobby's door, and one of the girls opened the door for him. "Master, I think Mr. Bobby is still asleep."

"Was he able to fuck you both?"

The girl looked down. "No, master. He came quickly, in Jill. He tried me but had difficulty getting it up. I sucked him off and pretended to be pleased. I think he is happy, master."

"Good girls. I am proud of you and thank you. I will have Melanie get you something special for this. Tell Melanie what you want, and she will get it for you." He kissed each girl on the cheek and left them tending to Bobby.

An hour later, Bobby came stumbling down the stairs. Ike was sitting in the living room with Kittie. Cynthia and Carol were at work and Kittie had come for some attention. She sat and purred at him as he scratched her behind the ear and on her head. Ike looked up at Bobby. "Well, how were my two little fireballs?"

"More than I could handle. Next time, remind me how old I am before I try to take on two nineteen-year-old girls."

"Duly noted. It is almost time for dinner. After dinner, we can sit in my den and talk. Then you can take another one to bed with you if you wish."

Bobby let out long breath. "We'll see. Right now, I'm not sure I could get anything up."

"Let's eat dinner first, and then you might be ready."

That night, he asked for the bride. She spent the night with him. By morning, Bobby could barely stand up. He left on his plane walking very tenderly. "Ike, it will be a while before I can come back here. But I love this place."

"Come any time you want. And if you find someone special you think might be a great addition, feel free to call me."

Ike had one more thing he wanted to try. He didn't want witnesses to this. He cuffed Hercules' hands behind him and put a lease on his collar. Hercules didn't object. He appeared to be content here and had never harmed anyone or threatened anyone since arriving.

Ike had Melanie stay in her office until this was done. He had Rick with him with a very large electric shock wand, just in case. He opened Hercules' enclosure and led him to the back of the hall. He looked up at Mary as they walked behind the right-side rooms until they arrived at Amazon's back door. Ike had Rick hold Hercules' leash while Ike went in to talk to Amazon.

She was in her rocking chair when he entered. She stopped rocking and stared at him. "I hope this is a reward for you. You have been very good here, but it appears to me you are lonely. I have brought you Hercules to help you with your loneliness."

Amazon's eyes got large, but she didn't say anything and she didn't move. Ike called for Rick and he led Hercules into her enclosure.

"I don't want you to be completely alone here. That is not right. I am going to bring Hercules to you periodically, just to help you enjoy something here. Is that a problem for you?" She looked at Hercules and then back at him. She finally shook her head. "Good. I don't know what would happen if the two of you fought, but I know somebody would die, and I've invested too much in both of you for that. Therefore, for now, Rick is going to remain here with the two of you. If Hercules attempts to harm you, you may defend yourself until Rick is able to calm him down. Do you understand?"

Amazon was staring at Hercules' dick, but she nodded. Ike nodded to Rick and he stepped outside and went around to the front. Melanie was standing there, waiting for him. He nodded to Rick, and he told Amazon to bend over a weight bench she had there. When she did, Rick released Hercules. He came up to her slowly, sniffing around her nether regions until he smelled her scent and saw her wet pussy. He growled and climbed on top of her.

Amazon had prepared herself, but she still wasn't prepared for the force of his assault. He thrust deeply into her, and for only the second time in his life, he did not hit the back of her vagina. The sensation of a very deep pussy overwhelmed him, and he enthusiastically fucked her as he roared and bit her on the shoulder.

Amazon wasn't hurt by his thrust, but he was the largest dick she had ever had inside her. It made her feel amazing, and she soon began to whimper and beg him to continue fucking her. Ike stood outside in the hall and watched the two of them bond together in the most basic human connection. Two people, one man and one woman that were perfectly suited for each other completely satisfied the other. Hercules was surprised when she didn't resist him in any way. It wasn't long before he fired into her with a loud roar. Amazon followed closely behind him, until she just put her head down and thanked the gods for this gift. Ike just smiled. If Hercules could satisfy her yearnings, she would be much calmer around his friends.

When it was over, Ike led Hercules back to his enclosure. His three women had watched carefully as he fucked another woman, and when he returned, they came to him, sniffing around him. For the first time they could remember, Hercules didn't want to fuck them at that moment. They had to wait an hour for him to recover before he would fuck them on the bench again.

This was Ike's collection. He was finished with his collection. As time went by, he fucked each woman in his collection whenever he wished. He ended up fucking each one once a week until he got too old to get it up any longer.

He brought several of his billionaire buddies to enjoy his little zoo for years. He became famous in the ultra-rich world no one ever sees. He had someone there almost every month, and his exhibits never failed to impress whoever came to see and fuck them.

He slept with Cynthia for the rest of his life, and Cynthia held him at night to keep him warm, even if they didn't have sex that night. He fucked Little Bird every Friday until he could no longer get it up.

Cynthia made an unusual decision later in life. When Ike had trouble getting it up, she invited Melanie into their bed. They put Ike between them and kept him warm as he slept. They became friends and even fucked each other once or twice after Ike was asleep.

The fact that Cynthia and Melanie became friends was the last thing Ike ever asked for. He was content now, just holding these women as they got older. The two girls from prison did their two years. Ike sent them to college, and they found good jobs and good men. They visited Ike as their 'step-father' the rest of his life.

Carol and Kittie were inseparable, and Carol finally put clothes on Kittie, got rid of the ears and tail, and started taking her out with her into the real world. Carol was happy Kittie adapted to the outside world as long as Carol was with her.

Little Bird now only got into her cage whenever she wanted to sing. She no longer had to sing, but everyone loved it when she did.

Ike finally talked to the twins about what they wanted to do looking ahead. They were really happy there, but Melenie started giving them lessons about how to live in the real world. They had never been outside, not in a city, not in an airplane, nothing but cages and locked rooms. Melenie bought them clothes and started taking them out into the real world. They stayed in the mansion their entire life, but they could at least go with Melanie out into the world and enjoy the small things of life.

Rick ended up marrying Pet, and they left the collection. Ike bought them a nice house and continued paying Rick long after he left.

As time passed, Ike began considering what would be next for his collection. Rick and Pet were gone, as were the two young prisoners. The bride had come here on her own. She was never technically an 'exhibit', except by choice, like Lisa. When she tired of the exhibiting her body to strangers and getting fucked by strangers, she asked out. Ike bought her a condo in the city of her choice and sent her on a cruise around the world. She met someone and was very happy. Ike had Melanie look for a coven nearby and introduced the witch to the other witches in the coven. Ike gave her a healthy bonus and bought her a condo near the coven. She was one of the wildest women Ike had ever fucked, and he knew he would miss the crazy woman with all the potions.

Melanie finally remodeled the enclosure Hercules was in with his three women to make it larger. She knocked down the wall between their enclosure and the one next to them. Melanie made it large enough that Amazon eventually moved in with the four of them. Hercules died a happy bull, fucking all four of them until he finally passed away. Probably from happiness, but who knows?

Ike would lie awake at night with Cynthia on one side and Melanie on the other and watch them sleep. He knew they occasionally fucked each other, and his heart was full. He knew everyone here had a plan for what would happen to them if something happened to Ike. He was content to just allow these two women he loved more than life to hold him as he slept. Life was good, but what would you expect from a billionaire with more money than God?

Ike died in his sleep from a heart attack in the arms of the two women he loved. When Ike died, all he had left was the twins, now with Melenie more than in the exhibit, and Hercules's women. After the funeral, Cynthia finished dismantling Ike's collection. She enlisted Melanie's help. The twins are now in their early thirties, and Melanie improved their English and upgraded their education, even while still in the collection. After Ike died, Cynthia and Melanie moved them into a regular bedroom in the mansion and bought them both wardrobes. They went to work for Cynthia's charity, working for Carol.

Cynthia became one of the richest women in the country, and she immediately increased the donation to her charity that enabled it to spread around the country. The twins, because of how they were brought into the country, had no ids, and no records, and were not able to fly or be very visible. They worked quietly behind the scenes for Carol and enjoyed their forbidden love for the rest of their lives.

Amazon woman, A. K. A. Wanda Stupes had her identification, as did Lisa. They stayed with Hercules his entire life, along with the two bitches. When Hercules died, Melanie gave the four women the option of moving into a regular bedroom or staying in the enclosure. Wanda and Lisa moved to a bedroom of their own. Cynthia remodeled the first room on the wing into a suite with everything large enough and sturdy enough to handle Wanda. Melanie had a special wardrobe made for Wanda. Everything she wore had to be specially made. Wanda brought her wrestling persona back and Cynthia's charity sponsored events with Wanda in exhibition matches for charity. Lisa was in her 70's and semi-retired. Lisa never recovered from Hercule's death, and she slowly faded away a year after Hercules died.

The two bitches wanted to remain in the wing. Cynthia opened the doors after dealing with Mary. She had a crew bring in a large tractor and dig a pit in an unused portion of the estate. She buried Mary and put a marker above her grave.

Melanie tore the entire collection wing down and converted it back to the suite bedrooms they were before. Big Bitch truly loved Hercules and she never recovered from his death. She wasted away and her health deteriorated until she finally passed away a few months later. Little Bitch went on an exercise and diet routine and was able to also work for the charity.

Melanie stayed in Cynthia's bedroom for the rest of their lives. Together with Carol, the three women ran the charity and saved thousands of lives by paying for medical treatments their insurance had refused to pay for. Cynthia loved Melanie, who she privately called her 'chocolate delight' when they were alone. Alone at night, Cynthia often wondered where she would be now if she had not returned to the suit for a refresher stint those years ago. Probably divorced. She visited Ike's grave often, usually with Melanie and they thanked the crazy billionaire who made their love and lives possible.