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?.

Sueli turned her head slightly toward the door as she heard someone enter the room. Her heart skipped a beat; maybe it was Mr. Erick already. She hesitantly walked over to the newcomer, who seemed about her age but somehow different. There was an air of confidence around Pheli that Sueli found both intriguing and intimidating. "Hi," she greeted nervously, extending her hand in introduction. "I'm Sueli."

"Pheli." The other girl took her hand, her grip firm but not unpleasant. She seemed to study Sueli for a moment before asking, "Do you know what your position is going to be here?" Her voice was smooth and calm, almost too mature for someone her age. It made Sueli feel even more self-conscious.

"No," she admitted, looking down at the floor. "Marta just told me that I'd be cleaning and doing some other tasks... but I don't know exactly what they are." She paused, realizing that Pheli had remained silent for a while. "Are you here for the same thing?"

The taller girl nodded slowly. "Yes, I am. But I have a feeling my job will be different from yours." There was something in her tone that made Sueli want to believe her but also fear it at the same time. She couldn't help but wonder what secrets Pheli might know about their situation here, and why she seemed so sure of herself.

At the sound of Mr. Erick's voice, both girls turned toward the doorway. There he was, standing tall and imposing in the entryway, his eyes surveying them with a detached air. He nodded curtly in their direction before speaking. "Girls, I have good news and bad news." Sueli felt a nervous laugh escape her lips despite herself. "Which one do we want to hear first?"

Pheli looked at her and shook her head slightly. "We'll take the bad news last, then." Her tone was firm, almost challenging. Mr. Erick regarded them both before continuing. "The good news is that I have a plan for you two. The bad news is that it won't be easy."

"And what might this plan be?" Sueli asked, swallowing hard as she felt Pheli shift slightly beside her. Mr. Erick smiled slightly, almost imperceptibly. "I see no reason to keep it secret from you both any longer," he said slowly, taking a step forward. "You are going to help me host a very special party."

Sueli felt her heart race as she processed the words. A party? She had never been to one like that before; all of this luxury and wealth seemed almost unreal. But then again, Pheli had told her earlier... what did it mean for their positions here? Were they simply going to be servants at some rich guy's soiree? The thought made her stomach turn.

As if sensing her unease, Mr. Erick spoke once more. "Don't worry your pretty little heads about that now," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Your duties will be laid out for you in due time. For now, I suggest you both start by familiarizing yourself with the layout

Sueli turned her head toward Pheli with surprise at hearing the latter's words. It seemed they had known more about their respective roles than she had, which made Sueli feel a bit foolish and unprepared for the situation. "Oh, I see," she managed to say, clearing her throat nervously. "Well, that's... nice, I guess."

She paused, wondering how Pheli could be so calm about it. Or maybe she was just better at hiding her emotions than Sueli was. With a deep breath, Sueli faced Mr. Erick again, trying to appear confident despite the doubts swirling in her mind. "Thank you for letting us know what's expected of us," she said formally, inclining her head slightly in respect.

"Yes, thank you," Pheli chimed in, mirroring Sueli's action. Her tone was pleasant and accommodating, despite the earlier comment about their respective roles. It made Sueli wonder if perhaps there was more going on between them than met the eye. Or maybe it was all just an act to appease Mr. Erick, who seemed so distant but somehow held sway over everything in this grand mansion.

For now, though, Sueli focused on trying to keep her emotions in check and do whatever she could to make sure the party went off without a hitch - if that was even possible under these circumstances.

The words escaped Pheli's mouth before either Suelin could react. There was an awkward silence in the room as Mr. Erick raised his eyebrows, surprised by her candidness. He looked at them both with curiosity, a flash of amusement tugging at the corners of his mouth. Finally, he broke into a small smile and nodded slowly. "Very well," he said, his voice neutral as ever. "I see you're both eager to please."

Sueli felt her face heat up in embarrassment. She didn't know what to say or do; this was not at all how she had imagined meeting her new boss and coworker. Pheli, on the other hand, seemed completely unperturbed by the situation. "Thank you, sir," she said demurely, kneeling down beside Sueli.

Slowly and expertly, Pheli began cleaning Sueli's shoes with her tongue, using small flicks of her tongue to remove even the tiniest specks of dirt. It was an erotic display that made Sueli squirm uncomfortably. She tried not to watch but couldn't tear her eyes away from Pheli's movements. The other girl's mouth enveloped each shoe in turn, leaving it squeaky clean and gleaming before moving on to the next.

Mr. Erick's gaze never wavered from them as they worked. It was an unsettling sensation, knowing that he was evaluating their performance right now, judging whether or not they were fit for their new positions. As Pheli finished with Sueli's shoes and stood up gracefully, she met Sueli's gaze for a brief moment before looking away. The look on her face seemed to say "I told you so,"

As Mr. Erick and Mrs. Sueli approached with their dirty shoes, Pheli knelt down once more, her expression unreadable despite the blush that crept onto her cheeks. The room felt charged with tension as they watched her clean the bottoms of their shoes with her tongue. It was an erotic sight, one that made Sueli's heart race and her body ache with desire. She could feel Mr. Erick's gaze on them, evaluating their performances, weighing their worth against whatever standards he had in mind.

As Pheli finished cleaning the shoes to perfection, she rose gracefully again, stepping back slightly to give Sueli her turn. The younger woman hesitated for a moment before kneeling beside Pheli, feeling both nervous and excited at the thought of pleasing their new boss and coworker in such an intimate way. She closed her eyes as she ran her tongue over each shoe, tasting dirt and sweat, trying to clean them as best she could while also attempting to ignore the increasingly hard bulge in Mr. Erick's trousers that signaled his obvious arousal.

The air in the room was thick with desire and expectation, the atmosphere palpable with power struggles and hidden agendas. As Sueli finished cleaning the shoes and stood up next to Pheli, she found herself wondering where all of this would lead them. Would they manage to navigate through these unspoken rules and secret games, or would they end up becoming pawns in someone else's twisted game? The uncertainty weighed heavily on her mind as she met Mr. Erick's gaze once more.