Nair’s telephone number & disconnected. I noted that number on my planner, after completing the current project in three days, I called Mrs. Nair on...the telephone number given by Mrs. Shah, after introducing myself to Mrs. Nair & exchanging business pleasantries, we came straight to the point, Mrs. Nair said that discussing this kind of a project on the phone was not feasible & so she suggested that I visit their office & discuss further, I agreed, she gave me the address & we decided to meet. The girl had on a bikini similar to hers, very athletic looking. Her breast were very nice, maybe even a real B cup, though that style of top kept them pressed in rather than presenting them.They smiled at her and tossed the ball back and forth, but Micol had little English and couldn't keep up with what they said. They could not speak any Italian other than 'Hello'. The two siblings chatted excitedly, and tried to get her involved in the conversation, but they spoke much too fast for her to. I lived in hope that they'd have to take me to the surface to put me into a particularly huge machine, but that never happened. I was only ever taken across my level to the far bank of elevators. One of its cars was particularly large, being used for transporting the animals and large pieces of equipment. The experiment would be set up ready for me near the elevators, I'd be subjected to whatever it was that they wanted to do to me, and then escorted back to my room. The level was always. She squirted as she came, covering me in her sweet-tasting ejaculate. Her whole body shook and seized, her orgasm lasting well over 30 seconds. I kept thrusting as deep as I could, until I felt an orgasm of my own welling up. I stopped thrusting. Pulling my cock out of her now badly abused ass. I filled her gape with the butt plug once more before shoving my cock deep in her wet pussy.My slave's tight slit gushed as I pushed my thick cock balls deep. I felt her body tremble, her eyes welling up.