A New Alpha in Building 3

It's hard for me to pretend that nothing has happened. I'm afraid that Omar will notice that something has changed in me, so I'm behaving as best I can with him, cooking for him with more enthusiasm, cleaning the house with more care, and chatting with him as much as I can... I even try to provoke him to have sex with him, but for some reason, he's not "in the mood" for us to have it.

Three days pass, and I hide in the apartment, Vinicio said that day "you're already mine, and I'll call you when I want you with me"... those words haunt my head, I couldn't be Omar's and the neighbor's, I'm a married man, confusion and guilt haunt me.

I try to convince myself that it was all just a game, and that Vinicio played with my brain... but that it won't happen again, and that what happened that day will never happen again... but deep down, I really yearn for it to happen again... it's something new and exciting for me, and at the same time... I feel like I'm playing with fire.

This morning, I return from the gym, I come sweaty and full of energy, I find Vinicio standing next to my door, wearing a short and a sleeveless shirt as he almost always does.

"Good morning, bitch," he says to me, and I feel uncomfortable that he calls me that at my door - come into my apartment.

His voice is calm and casual, but he says it in a way that is clearly an order.

"I need to talk to you," I say, trying to be as serious as I can.

"You'll talk when I give you permission," he responds, smiling. His response emboldens me to speak.

"It's not right, I'm a married man," I say - I shouldn't be playing with you.

"Do you think it's a game?" he asks me without changing his friendly tone or his posture, leaning against the wall with his arms and legs crossed.

"I don't know what it is, but it's not right," I say - I have a husband.

"I don't want you as a husband," he says to me.

"Worse, we're playing with fire," I say to him.

"Do you think it's a game?" he asks me again.

"What is it, then?" I ask him desperately.

"It's my right," he says, standing up straight in front of me - I'm an Alpha, and you're a bitch, you're in my territory, you belong to me, I'm simply claiming what's mine.

"What's mine?" I ask him, surprised. Vinicio grabs my balls and squeezes them with some force, but gently.

"All of this is mine," he says to me - and you know it... and you accept it... and you understand it. I remain silent, but I don't do anything to get away.

"Take off your clothes," he orders me.

"Here in the street?" I ask him.

"Wherever I tell you," he responds - when I say take off your clothes, you take them off immediately.

I feel that he squeezes my balls with more force, I take off my shirt and throw it to the floor. Vinicio lets me go so I can take off my pants and underwear. I'm left naked in front of him, t...