A New Alpha in the Building (Final)

I feel many things when I see Omar coming out of the bedroom: relief to know he's okay, anger at having been put through anguish, and double anger at knowing he had been with the neighbor... then I'm invaded by tremendous excitement at seeing who I considered my alpha male turned into Vinicio's bitch.

Omar the proud, Omar the boss, Omar the macho is now a bitch... like me...

"Look each other in the eyes, bitches," Vinicio orders us, and I obey immediately, but Mario has trouble looking at me, finally sustaining my gaze, I see in his eyes great humiliation and I get extremely excited... it's a look I've never seen in him and I love it.

Vinicio sits in an armchair - "Lick my feet, Omar," he orders my husband, and Omar goes directly to his feet, I remain still, watching him upright, with his ass exposed while he licks Vinicio's feet.

The Master grabs his cock and starts masturbating very slowly, looking me in the eyes... I have so much to look at: my humiliated husband, Vinicio's cock, his eyes, and his mocking smile... now I realize I no longer have the pretext of my husband to be completely Vinicio's bitch... I finally feel like a slave, a bitch... his toy... I'm completely at his disposal... just like Omar.

"Get back, bend down two steps from me," Vinicio orders Omar, pushing his forehead, Vinicio moves back and remains bent, his hands behind his back, his cock still hard despite having just come.

"Come here, bitch," he tells me, snapping his fingers, I approach him, feeling Omar's gaze, a gaze that has always studied and judged me, always pressuring me to be a trophy husband... in his gaze, I feel he still considers me his...

Grabbing me by the belt, Vinicio sits me on one of his legs - "I love this little bitch," he tells Omar, opening my shirt and palpating my pectorals with his large, hairy hands - "He's very tasty, my bitch, isn't he, faggot?" he asks Omar.

"Yes, Master," Omar responds, lowering his gaze.

"Lift your face, slave," Vinicio orders Omar - "I want you to see everything."

Vinicio removes my shirt with the gentleness and care of a macho undressing a lady... he kisses my neck, and I instinctively let out a expression of pleasure.

I feel Omar's heavy gaze, but out of the corner of my eye, I see him maintain the same position.

Vinicio licks my nipples, grabbing my waist like a bitch. I have my hands behind me like an obedient bitch... he bites them, holding my hands and putting them on the back of my neck, he bites hard, with force, I bite my lips, moaning and howling excitedly.

Still seated, he unzips my pants and looks at Omar, smiling, but I don't want to look at him, I feel afraid of what he might be thinking of me... he makes me stand up and puts me with my back to him, I face Omar and look at him.

Omar is excited, I can feel it, although his face is serious and he has an expressionless gaze...

Vi...