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'Kringgg', bunyi penggera telefon aku berbunyi menyedarkan aku dari lena mimpi yang agak mengasyikkan tadi. Saat aku hendak bangkit ke posisi duduk, badan aku masih terasa sakit, sepertinya lama lagi untuk sembuh sepenuhnya. Kesan-kesan luka sebatan, pukulan, libasan dan tumbukan selama waktu penyeksaan aku pada hari cuti yang lepas masih lagi jelas kelihatan dan sudah mula berkeruping keras dengan sel-sel kulit mati. Selama iti, tidak pernah sesekali aku membuka baju di hadapan keluarga aku untuk menutup luka-luka itu, mati aku kalau mereka nampak nanti dan tak pasal-pasal tuan aku pula yang kena. Dengan badan yang masih sakit dan lenguh lemah, aku kuatkan diri bangkit untuk bersiap ke tempat kerja. Betapa kasar rasanya badan aku saat aku menggosok sabun mandi ke badan aku, malah pedih dari sabun itu pula menyengat lagi walaupun sudah seminggu berlalu. Rakan-rakan sekerja aku juga perasan akan keadaan aku ini, beberapa kali juga mereka bertanya dan juga mengarahkan aku ke klinik, namun aku menolak dan yakinkan mereka yang aku okay sahaja. Rasa pedih dan sakit ini sedikit sebanyak mengganggu pekerjaan aku yang banyak bergerak namun aku bertahan sahaja kerana inilah hadiah-hadiah yang aku telah terima dari tuan pemilik tubuh aku ini.

Sedang aku bersantapan makan tengah hari sewaktu rehat, satu mesej masuk ke telefon aku dan tertera nama 'Master Cute' di skrin aku. Lantas, aku terus membuka mesejnya itu yang tertulis, "Siang, anjing. Kau tengah buat apa tu? Langsung tak ada khabar ya, anjing kurap". Ah sudah, aku fikirkan yang aku tidak perlu melaporkan diri sepanjang minggu rehat yang dia berikan selepas itu. "Aduh, nahas aku kali ni", fikirku yang sudah ketakutan lalu aku terus membalas mesejnya, "Siang, tuan. Anjing tengah kerja, tuan. Woff woff. Maaf tuan sebab tak lapor pada tuan minggu lepas". "Aku suruh kau cuti je, tak ada pula aku suruh kau berhenti lapor, dasar anjing bodoh". "Ampun, tuan. Anjing memang bodoh, tuan". "Aku nak kau kau hantar gambar macam ni, sekarang", arahnya lalu aku cepat-cepat turutinya dengan bergerak ke tempat yang terselindung. Lalu, gambar aku yang berpakaian baju kemeja-T berkolar warna kelabu dan berseluar 'slack' jeans kelabu gelap, sedang berlutut sambil kedua-dua tangan aku di belakang kepala aku seperti penjahat yang sedang ditahan polis itu sehingga menampakkan koyakan kecil yang ada di bahagian ketiak baju itu, aku hantar ke tuan aku selepas itu. "Bagus, sekarang aku nak kau buka baju seluar kau, tinggalkan seluar dalam kau tu. Aku bagi masa satu minit untuk kau hantar, cepat anjing kurap", arahnya lagi. Aku oun melihat-lihat sekeliling untuk pastikan tempat itu selamat, barulah aku buka semuanya kecuali 'jockstrap' putih yang aku pakai dan bergaya seperti tadi di dalam gambar itu. "Dasar anjing gemuk, bila nak kurus ni. Menggelebeh perut macam babi tua, hahaha", hinanya pada tubuhku. "Ampun, tuan. Anjing memang babi tua, tuan", balasku dengan terhina. Lalu, tuan aku menghantar satu gambar yang sudah ditangkap layar dari aplikasi Shopee, menunjukkan satu pengurung batang (cock cage) berwarna hitam. "Aku teringin nak tengok batang kau kena kurung, hahaha. Jadi, untuk hukuman seterusnya kau wajib beli benda ni sekarang. Kau tangkap layar sekali bukti yang kau dah beli, cepat anjing kurap", arahnya dengan tegas lalu aku pun cepat-cepat buka Shopee dan terus beli benda itu mengikut saiz batang aku. "Sudah, tuan. Ini gambarnya", kataku sambil tunjuk bukti pembelian. "Bagus, anjing. Cepat-cepat tunjuk dekat aku kalau barang tu dah sampai. Buat masa ni, aku bagi kelonggaran untuk kau rehat sebelum benda tu tiba, faham anjing kurap". "Baik, tuan. Terima kasih, tuan". "Dah, pergi sambung kerja kau. Siap kau kalau malas buat kerja, faham?". "Faham, tuan. Woff woff", lalu dia pun diluar talian. Ini kali pertama batangku bakal dikurung, apalah nasib aku nanti, sudah pasti tidak dapat melayani nafsu lancapku lagi. Hati aku mulai berdebar-debar pula rasanya menunggu hari kejadian itu nanti.

Hari berganti hari, setiap hari aku dengan tekun menyemak kemas kini status penghantaran barang yang aku beli minggu lepas. Akhirnya, barang itu dijangkakan akan dihantar oleh kurier pada hari ini, aku yang dapat tahu itu pun semakin berdebar dan tidak sabar untuk terima barang itu. Jam 12:32 tengah hari, barang itu pun tiba di tempat kerja aku. Dengan pantas, aku mengambilnya lalu ku sorok di dalam beg galas aku, nanti kantoi pula. Setelah balik dari kerja dan selesaikan rutin harian, aku pun mencapai beg galas aku dan membuka bungkusan barang tadi. Terkejut juga akummelihat betapa kecilnya sangkar batang itu, malah bentuknya juga nampak seperti ketat untuk masukkan batangnya. Kemudian, aku pun hantar gambar benda tu dekat tuan aku. "Wah bagus, dah sampai awal. Kau buat apa tu anjing?". "Anjing tengok televisyen je tuan, woff woff". "Bogel sekarang sambil merangkak macam anjing, aku bagi masa satu minit. Nahas kau kalau lambat". "Baik, tuan", lalu terus aku buka pakaian aku di ruang tamu itu juga alang-alang tiada sesiapa di rumah pada waktu itu. 'Klik', gambar aku merangkak diambil lalu aku serahkan pada tuan aku. "Bagus, sekarang aku nak kau pakai sangkar tu sekarang. Aku nak tengok, cepat anjing lembab", arahnya selepas itu dan aku pun pantas turutinya. Agak sukar juga nak pakai walaupun batang dan telur aku kecil saja. Aku pun paksa juga telur aku masuk dalam gegelung itu dahulu, kemudian batang aku pula aku sumbat ke situ sehinggakan gegelung itu sudah aku tarik ke pangkal batangku. Kini, sampai sudah ke bahagian yang sukar iaitu memasang dan mengunci badan sangkar itu ke batang aku. Saat aku cuba sambungkan badan sangkar itu ke gegelungnya, tak semena-mena bahagian belakang kepala batang aku tersepit. Aku buka dan pasang lagi, namun sama juga tersepit. Aku pun tolak kulit di situ ke dalam sehingga kedua-dua sangkar dan gegelung itu bersambung rapat. Memang terasa senak telur aku yang dipaksa terbonjol tegang di bawah setelah sangkar batang itu dikunci. Setelah selesai, aku seperti biasa hantar laporan tugas selesai dalam bentuk gambar kepadanya. "Bagus, ini baru anjing sebenar. Batang dengan telur kau tak ada fungsi, baik kunci terus, hahaha", hinanya lagi dan aku pun mengiyakan sahaja.

"Gentel puting kau sekarang, aku nak tengok batang kau tegang, cepat anjing". "Baik, tuan", lalu aku pun mula mengusap-usap puting aku dengan perlahan-lahan. Nikmat rasanya itu membuatkan batang aku semakin menegang, namun dek kerana sangkar ini rasa senak pula mulai terasa. Batang aku yang tidak dapat menegang penuh semakin kuat berdenyut-denyut sehinggakan tangan kiri aku memegang celah kangkang dek kerana terlalu sangap ingin melancap. "Dah tegang belum? Senyap pula anjing kurap ni". "Sudah, tuan", lalu aku menghantar gambar batang aku yang terbantut tegang di dalam sangkar batang itu padanya. "Hahaha, kesian dia tak dapat lancap. Duduk elok-elok dalam kurungan tu ya, jangan berani-berani pancut, faham?", "Baik, tuan. Anjing menurut perintah, tuan". Setelah itu, batang aku pun dikurung untuk jangka masa yang amat lama. Selama itu, pedih di telur teramat kuat rasanya sampaikan tidur aku langsung tak nyenyak jadinya. Beberapa kali aku merayu pada tuan aku untuk buka, namun tidak diendahnya. Malah, semakin diseksa pula telur aku yang sudah pedih itu dengan beberapa sebatan rotan dan penyangkut baju sampaikan kemerahan memenuhi setiap kulit telur aku. Sejak dari itu, aku tidak berani lagi untuk merayu padanya. Macam-macam aku buat untuk legakan rasa pedih aku namun sakitnya masih terasa, seperti kulit aku sudah melekat pada sangkar itu. Aku pun sudah pasrah dengan kesakitan yang aku alami walaupun beberapa kali dihukum oleh tuanku. Itulah tugas aku sebagai anjing seksaannya.

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'Kringgg', the sound of my phone's alarm woke me up from a rather exciting dream. When I was about to get up to a sitting position, my body still felt sore, it seemed like it would take a long time to fully recover. The effects of whippings, blows, slaps and punches during my torture the last holiday are still clearly visible and have already started to crust over with dead skin cells. All this time, I never once took off my shirt in front of my family to cover the wounds, I would die if they saw it later and I don't want my master to get hurt. With my body still sore and weak, I strengthened myself to get up to get ready for work. How rough my body feels when I rub the bath soap on my body, even the pain from the soap still stings even after a week has passed. My colleagues also noticed my condition, they asked several times and even directed me to the clinic, but I refused and assured them that I was okay. This soreness and pain somewhat interfered with my work which involves a lot of movement but I survived because these are the gifts I have received from the owner of my body.

While I was eating lunch during my break, a message came to my phone and the name 'Master Cute' appeared on my screen. Then, I open the message that was written, "Hey dog. What are you doing? No news at all, mangey dog". Oh my, I thought I didn't have to report for the rest week he gave me before. "Oh no, I'm in trouble this time", me thought who was already scared and then I continued to reply to his message, "Afternoon, sir. I am working, sir. Woff woff. Sorry sir for not reporting to you last week". "I told you to leave, I didn't tell you to stop reporting, you stupid dog". "Forgive me, sir. Dogs are stupid, sir". "I want you to send a picture like this, now", he directed and I quickly do as he said by moving to a hidden place. Then, a picture of me dressed in a gray collared T-shirt and dark gray slacks jeans, kneeling with both my hands behind my head like a criminal being held by the police, revealing a small tear in area my armpit's sleeve. I sent the shirt to my master after that. "Good, now I want you to take off your shirt, leave your underwear on. I'll give you one minute to send it, hurry up mangy dog", he said again. I looked around to make sure the place was safe, then I opened everything except the white jockstrap that I was wearing and styled just like in the picture. "What a fat dog, when you want to be fit. Your belly is bulging like an old pig, hahaha", he insulted my body. "Forgive me, sir. Dogs are old pigs, sir", I replied with contempt. Then, my master sent me a screenshot that was captured from the Shopee application, showing a black cock cage. "I want to see your dick locked up, hahaha. So, for the next punishment, you must buy this thing now. You take a screenshot of the proof that you have bought it, hurry up, mangy dog", he directed firmly and I quickly opened Shopee and continue to buy the thing according to the size of my dick. "Alright, sir. Here's the picture", I said while showing the proof of purchase. "Good, dog. Hurry up and show me when the item has arrived. For now, I'll give you the flexibility to rest before the item arrives, you understand, you mange". "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir". "Alright, go on with your work. Don't you dare to be lazy to do work, understand?". "Understood, sir. Woff woff", then he was offline. This is the first time my penis will be locked up, what will happen to me later, I will definitely not be able to serve my orgasm anymore. My heart started pounding as if I was waiting for the day of the arrival.

Day after day, I diligently check the delivery status updates of the item I bought last week. Finally, the item is expected to be sent by courier today, and I, who found out, was getting more and more excited and couldn't wait to receive the item. At 12:32 in the afternoon, the item arrived at my workplace. Quickly, I took it and hid it in my backpack. After returning from work and finishing my daily routine, I reached my backpack and opened the package. I was also surprised to see how small the cock cage was, and even its shape seemed to be tight to insert the cock. Then, I sent a picture of that thing to my master. "Wow that's good, that's early. What are you doing dog?". "Dog just watch television sir, woff woff". "Naked now and crawling like a dog, I'll give you one minute. You'll dead if you're late". "Yes, sir", then I opened my clothes in the living room because there was no one at home at that time. 'Click', a picture of me crawling was taken and I handed it to my master. "Good, now I want you to wear the cage now. I want to see, hurry up you lazy dog", he directed after that and I quickly do it. It's also quite difficult to use even though my cock and balls are small. I also forced my balls to enter the coil first, then I stuffed my cock there until I pulled the coil to the base of my cock. Now, it comes to the difficult part of installing and locking the body of the cage to my dick. When I tried to connect the body of the cage to the coil, for some reason the back of the head of my cock got stuck. I opened it and installed it again, but it's still stuck. I pushed the skin there inside until both the cage and the coil were tightly connected. It really felt like my balls was being forced to bulge under tension after the cock cage was locked. After finishing, as usual, I send him a completed task report in the form of a picture. "Good, just like a real dog. The cock with your balls has no function, just lock it, hahaha", he insulted again and I just agreed.

"Play your nipples now, I want to see your cock tense, hurry up dog". "Yes, sir", then I began to stroke my nipples slowly. The horny taste made my penis tense up, but because of this cage, I also started to feel the pain. My cock that could not be fully stretched was pulsating so strongly that my left hand was holding the crotch of the deck because I was too eager to masturbate. "Are you tense yet? This shit dog is quiet now". "Yes, sir", then I sent him a picture of my cock stiffened in the cock cage. "Hahaha, it's a pity he can't cum. Sit nicely in that cage, don't you dare to ejaculate, understand?", "Yes, sir. Dogs would obey your orders, sir". After that, my dick was locked up for a very long time. During that time, the pain in the balls was so intense that it made my sleep difficult. Several times I begged my master to open it, but he ignored it. In fact, my already sore balls were tortured even more with several strokes of the cane and clothes hanger until the redness filled every part of my balls. From then on, I didn't dare to appeal to him anymore. I did all kinds of things to relieve my pain but the pain was still felt, like my skin was attached to the cage. I just face on the pain I experienced even though I was punished several times by my master. That's my job as his tortured dog.

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