The day dawned full of expectations for Sueli. With a quick kiss from Daniel and a promise that everything would be okay, she left for her first day of work at the mansion. Upon arriving, she was impressed by the grandeur of the place: impeccable gardens, immense doors and a shine in every detail that made clear the luxury that lived there. Marta, the most experienced employee in the house, was the one who welcomed her. A woman with firm speech and practical gestures, explained to Sueli what her days there would be like. Marta would be going on vacation soon, leaving most of the responsibilities to the new hire. As she walked through the immense corridors, Sueli felt small compared to the wealth around her. She received her uniform, a simple but fitted black dress that seemed to highlight her young curves more than it should have, her breasts pressed into the uniform showing her cleavage, and her panties were a little exposed. He felt a little uncomfortable, but Marta, with a discreet smile, commented that it was Mr. Erick himself who had chosen the uniforms. Without questioning, Sueli just accepted and followed the instructions. Finally, Marta left her in a large, elegantly decorated room. Marta: Wait here. Mr. Erick wants to meet you in person before we start. The door closed, and Sueli was left alone, her heart beating fast, both from the news and from the expectation of meeting the man who seemed to command that world and who would be her boss, or who knows, her owner?.

"Mr. Erick?" Sueli asked softly as the lawyer spoke, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. The name sent shivers down her spine and made it hard for her to focus on what was being said. She couldn't help but wonder why he wanted to meet her personally. Was she supposed to sign some papers? What if this was all just a trick, and they were going to dismiss her right after meeting him? Despite these fears, Sueli forced herself to pay attention as the lawyer continued with his explanation about handing over the ownership of the mansion and everything inside it to both her and Daniel. "A-are you sure?" she stammered when he was done, her voice still barely above a whisper."I assure you," the lawyer replied calmly, his expression neutral. "It is all in order, according to Mr. Erick's will." He placed a thick file on the table and pointed at the signed documents inside. There were several more pages of legal jargon he had yet to explain, but Sueli could only stare at them stupidly, her mind spinning from the implications of what she had just heard.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing a tall figure dressed impeccably in a tailored suit. Mr. Erick himself stood there, his piercing green-gray eyes fixed on Sueli as if he could see straight through her. "Good afternoon," he said coolly, his voice smooth like silk. "I trust you've had a chance to speak with the lawyer?" His presence was overwhelming; it seemed to fill the room, making the air around him thick and heavy. For a moment, Sueli couldn't find her voice. She could feel her cheeks flush with embarrassment and fear.

"Um... yes," she

"...B-but why?" Sueli stammered, still unable to process the information. She glanced over at Daniel, who looked just as shocked and confused as she felt. "This mansion is yours...you don't have to do this." Her voice trailed off weakly; there was no anger or resentment in her words. Only disbelief and fear.

Mr. Erick gave her a small, enigmatic smile. "It's not about what I want or don't want," he replied calmly. "This is how things are now. You both aren't happy with such privilege?"

Biting her lip, Sueli looked down at the ground, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. She didn't want to lose this opportunity; she needed it for Daniel and their future together. "I... we don't understand," she whispered finally, lifting her gaze back up to meet Mr. Erick's eyes. "But if this is what you wish..." Her voice trailed off uncertainly.

Daniel stepped forward, laying a protective hand on Sueli's shoulder. "We accept," he said firmly, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. "Thank you for your trust in us." The lawyer cleared his throat and started explaining about the paperwork again, but it all seemed to fade into background noise as Sueli watched Daniel sign his name beside hers on the dotted line.

The mansion would be theirs now... and so Mr. Erick is their slave from now on. The thought both thrilled and happy her in equal measure.

"Erick," Daniel said coldly as he looked at the lawyer and then back to Erick. "You are our slave now. You will obey all of our orders, no matter what they may be." His tone left no room for argument or disobedience; it was clear that he meant business. Sueli glanced over at Erick, his eyes wide with fear and submission, as he realized the gravity of their new arrangement.

For now, she would enjoy seeing him like this: broken and submissive beneath her and her boyfriend's thumb.

As the lawyer left the room, Daniel turned to face their new possession with a satisfied grin. "Well then, Erick," he drawled lazily, lounging back in his chair. "I think we should get you used to your new position." He leaned forward and tapped a long, pale finger on the desk in front of them. "You will crawl over here and begin servicing me right now." Sueli's heart raced as she watched Erick obey without hesitation, his movements smooth and practiced despite his obvious humiliation. Daniel moaned appreciatively as their slave took his cock into his mouth, expertly teasing and pleasuring him as he went down on him.

The sight of Erick in such a degrading position sent shivers down Sueli's spine. She couldn't help but feel both aroused and repulsed at the same time. Part of her wanted to look away, but another part of her was captivated by the power dynamic between Daniel and their new slave. As she watched, a sinister thought crept into her mind: what else would they make Erick do now that he belonged to them? The possibilities were endless... and thrillingly terrifying at the same time.

Her heart raced as she watched Erick move between them, his lips and tongue working in perfect tandem to please both Daniel and herself. His gaze flickered between them, pleading silently for mercy or forgiveness, but they showed him none. Instead, they encouraged him with their moans and demands, relishing the power they held over this once-powerful man. As he lapped at her folds and fingers, Sueli felt herself growing wetter and more needy, the pleasure pushing her closer to the edge.

Her breath hitched in anticipation of her release when suddenly Daniel reached out and grabbed a handful of Erick's hair, forcing his head upward and deeper onto his cock. "Look at me," he growled through gritted teeth. "You fucking belong to us now." Sueli felt a jolt of arousal course through her as she watched the humiliation and submission etched on Erick's face, knowing that he was theirs to use however they saw fit.

It didn't matter how pathetic or broken he was; as long as they could take pleasure from him, he served a purpose in their new world order. And Sueli found herself wanting more of it.