Kini Anjing Menjadi Tuan
Telefon aku tidak lagi sesibuk dengan bunyi-bunyian pemberitahuan seperti sebelum ini. Setelah dirinya sebagai anjing aku itu dibebaskan seusai sahaja tugasan terakhir pada hari itu, kini tiada lagi mesej darinya yang aku terima. Sesekali aku melihat telefonku, dengan berharap yang mesej darinya muncul namun hampa. "Tak apalah, dia sibuklah tu", pujukku dalam hati, walaupun aku betul-betul ingin berbual lagi dengannya. Sejak dari itu, sengaja aku menyibukkan diriku dengan menonton filem di komputer ribaku atau menyiapkan tugasan kuliah aku yang bertimbun itu, agar aku tidak terlalu menunggu dia. Namun, ia masih lagi tidak dapat membendungnya. Aku tetap teringat pada dia, malah terngiang-ngiang segar dalam fikiranku beberapa adegan penyiksaan, terutama sekali yang penyiksaan terakhir yang dia terima hari itu.
Hari berganti hari, minggu berganti minggu, namun khabar darinya masih lagi samar-samar. Semakin lama semakin aku berasa tidak senang duduk, lalu aku pun memberanikan diri menghantar mesej kepadanya, "Hi bro, selamat malam". Beberapa minit berlalu, namun tiada balasan dari dia. Aku pun beralih semula melayari Facebook di telefonku pada malam itu sambil baring di atas katil bilikku. Aku hanya mengenakan pakaian kesukaan aku iaitu baju singlet putih dan berseluar dalam 'brief' putih, yang mana memperlihatkan ketiak, puting dan juga batangku yang masih kendur pada malam itu dek kerana kepanasan bahang yang entah mana datangnya. Kalau ikutkan hati, hendak sahaja aku berbogel bebas, tapi agak bahaya juga kerana aku berkongsi bilik dengan orang lain. Mata aku kian berat dan beberapa kali sudah aku menguap menandakan yang badanku sudah mengantuk. Lantas, aku letak telefonku di meja dan berbaring telentang dalam posisi 'X', terasa seperti diikat badanku dan didedahkan seluruh tubuhku pada waktu. Tanpa sedar, batangku mulai menegang sehingga terlihat benjolan di 'brief' aku itu. Malah, terasa gatal di kedua-dua putingku, seperti ingin dibelai oleh jari-jemari. Dek kerana keletihan, aku tidak menghiraukan kesangapan aku itu dan terus aku melelapkan mataku.
Tersedar aku dari lena yang tidak bermimpi itu tatkala bunyi penggera aku memecah kesunyian bilik pada pagi subuh itu. Badanku yang sudah tertiarap di atas katil menampakkan punggungku di sebalik 'brief' putih itu. Selimut yang membaluti aku malam semalam entah ke mana perginya. Terasa ketegangan di depan celahan kangkangku yang terhimpit di antara badan dan tilam. Aku palingkan badanku secara terlentang lalu terserlahlah bonggolan yang mengindahkan lagi suasana pagi itu. Baru aku sedar yang teman sebilik aku sedang tidur di katilnya. Dengan pantas aku menutup batangku dengan tangan kiri, lalu aku mengintainya. "Fuh, selamat dia masih tidur lagi", bisikku perlahan. Lantas aku bangkit dari katil aku, menvenakan kain pelikat dan menuju ke bilik air untuk mengambil air sembahyang, lalu sembahyang subuh. Seusai subuhku, aku kembali baring ke katil sambil mencapai telefon bimbitku di meja. Namun terlintas aku akan sesuatu yang mengganggu aku. Bila masa teman sebilik aku itu balik? Apakah dia melihat keadaan aku semalam? Tapi aku sudah pakai selimut pada waktu walaupun aku berbaring seperti itu. Apakah mungkin selimut aku sudah pun tertanggal saat dia pulang lalu kantoi padanya? Semakin kencang degupan jantungku apabila difikirkan, Sudahlah dia itu normal, apatah lagi aku tidak pernah berpakaian nakal apabila dia ada sekali. Lainlah kalau Si Hakim yang baring di situ. Sudah pasti aku berbuat demikian. "Dia tak nampak kot", kataku untuk menenangkan hati yang berdebar.
Sibuk aku memikirkan hal itu, tanpa sedar ada pemberitahuan yang sudah lama muncul di paparan skrin telefonku. Akhirnya, si dia yang aku lama tunggu itu sudah muncul semula. Dengan pantas, aku membuka ruang mesej itu dan mekihat balasannya. "Hi juga bro", sepatah itu sahaja balasannya. "Lama dah tak dengar khabar kau, kau sihat ke?", taipku lalu menekan simbol hantar. Tidak lama kemudian, kelihatan dia sedang dalam talian dan sedang menaip, "Khabar baik bro, ada je ni sibuk sikit dengan kerja". "Oh, syukurlah kalau sihat. Aku ingatkan kau marah kat aku sampai tak nak borak lagi, haha". "Eh, nak marah kenapa?". "Manalah tau kau marah pasal tugasan terakhir yang aku bagi kau hari itu. Teruk juga aku kenakan kau waktu tu". "Oh haha, tak ada apa-apalah. Tak kanlah sebab tu aku nak marah kau. Macam aku cakap hari itu, aku rasa seronok kena tibai kaw-kaw dengan kau. Memang aku rasa betul-betul aku jadi anjing hina kau, haha". Lega aku membaca balasannya itu. Malah, aku pula terngiang-ngiang lagi pasal itu, sehingga membuatkan adik kecilku mulai bangun dan menegang di sebalik celahan pahaku. "Jadi, kau dah jumpa tuan baru ke sekarang?", tanyaku ingin tahu. "Eh, tak ada lah. Aku sekarang dah perlahan-lahan asingkan diri dari gelaran anjing tu. Aku dah kurang minat macam itu", balasnya. Seperti yang aku duga, dia memang sudah kurang berminat lagi seperti itu. Sebab itulah dia meminta aku melepaskannya. "Oh, faham. Jadi kau dah tak minat lah BDSM ni". "Aku masih minat, cuma dah kurang sikit terlibat. Lagipun, aku dah bosan jadi anjing, haha". "Oh, haha tak apa. Lagipun kau dah lama sangat pegang gelaran anjing. Macam-macam tuan dah kau rasa". "Itulah", sepatah balasan darinya. Dia membisu beberapa saat kemudian sebelum berkata lagi, "Sebenarnya, aku rasa macam berminat pula nak jadi tuan". Agak terkejut juga aku waktu dia cakap macam tu. Ye lah, mati-mati aku ingat dia memang hamba asli. "Eh, sejak bila pula kau tiba-tiba minat jadi macam itu?". "Sejujurnya, aku memang minat jadi dua-dua. Tapi aku lebih suka diseksa berbanding menyeksa, lagipun aku tak pernah ada pengalaman jadi tuan sebelum ini. Itu dululah, sekarang aku rasa macam nak cuba jadi tuan pula". Barulah aku tahu dia suka kedua-dua peranan dalam BDSM itu. "Jadi, kau dah jumpa belum anjing untuk kau seksa?", tanyaku selepas itu. "Tak jumpa lagi, tak ada yang aku berkenanlah sekarang". "Cari je dekat Twitter ke atau kumpulan dalam Facebook ke. Banyak je yang minat BDSM macam kita dekat Malaysia ni". Beberapa minit telah berlalu tapi tiada balasan darinya walaupun sudah 'bluetick' mesejku.
'Ting', bunyi pemberitahuan masuk di telefonku. Tak aku sangka apa yang aku baca ini. Terkejutnya aku bukan kepalang. "Kau nak tak jadi anjing aku?", ya inilah balasan darinya yang bikin aku membeliakkan mataku di bawah sedar tadi. "Biar betul bro apa yang aku baca ni?", balasku yang masih tidak percaya. "Ya, betul. Aku nak sangat jadikan kau anjing aku". "Banyak lagi anjing dekat luar sana yang lebih sedap dari aku, haha". "Aku tahu, tapi aku nak kau juga. Kita pun dah lama kenal hati budi semua. Lagipun, aku suka sangat tengok tubuh badan kau. Penuh daging, macam gemuk berotot aku tengok". "Ish kau ni, aku gemuk je, berotot tu memang taklah, haha". "Tapi aku suka, jujur aku kata aku memang dah lama teringin nak tengok badan kau tu terseksa dan diseksa oleh aku". Diam aku sejenak memikirkan permintaannya itu. Inilah kali pertama aku diminta untuk menjadi bahan seksaan dari orang lain. Kebanyakkan yang lain ingin diseksa oleh aku sahaja. "Macam mana bro, boleh ke?". Selang beberapa saat dia mesej lagi, "Kalau kau taknak, aku tak mahu paksa. Jangan paksa diri kau tau". "Boleh tak baginaku masa fikir. Pertama kali ni aku terima permintaan macam itu", balasku. Lalu, dia pun okey sahaja. Perbualan kita orang terhenti di situ. Aku pun tidak tahu apa lagi yang ingin dibualkan dengannya, pemikiranku masih lagi dipenuhi dengan permintaan bekas anjing aku itu.
Malam kian menggantikan siang, suasana terang semakin malap. Seusai sahaja aku sembahyang Isyak dan makan malam, aku balik ke bilikku. Aku sudah pun membuat keputusan mengenai hal siang tadi. Dengan keberanian diri, aku mesej kepadanya. "Malam bro, apa buat malam ni?". "Malam juga bro. Aku baru je balik dari kedai, ade beli barang dapur sikit". "Oh, okay. Berkenaan dengan permintaan kau siang tadi...", aku terdiam sejenak. "Okay, jadi macam mana?", tanyanya. "Aku dah bertekad dan setuju un... untuk jadi anjing kau". "Betul ke ni bro?". "Betul bro, aku rela untuk serahkan badan aku untuk kau buat apa saja, tapi ada syaratnya". "Terima kasih bro. Apa syaratnya?", tanya lagi. Aku pun senaraikan syarat-syarat itu:-
1. Tak minat 'fisting', makan tahi, cucuk jarum pada badan dan seksaan pusat perut.
2. Aku taknak kongsi dengan tuan lain.
3. Gambar atau video penyeksaan yang kau ambil boleh disebarkan untuk menghina aku di mana-mana platform media sosial, tapi muka harus ditutup.
4. Tiada sebarang aktiviti seksual, hanya bdsm sahaja.
Setelah dia meneliti syarat-syarat itu, dia pun bersetuju untuk ikuti. Kemudian, dia pula mengenakan syarat-syarat khas yang wajib aku turuti sebagai anjingnya.
PERATURAN
1. Anjing kena buat apa yang tuan suruh tanpa alasan.
2. Anjing wajib pakai sangkar kote dan 'buttplug' setiap hari.
3. Bilik adalah kawasan larangan anjing untuk berdiri (wajib merangkak).
4. Anjing wajib berbogel di dalam bilik tanpa alasan.
5. Anjing wajib tidur di atas katil tanpa tilam atau atas lantai tanpa beralas.
6. Anjing wajib tidur dengan kaki dan tangan diikat ke katil secara mengepak.
7. Anjing dilarang memotong mana-mana bulu pada badan anjing tanpa kelulusan tuan.
8. Anjing wajib tidak pakai seluar dalam dan hanya sehelai baju tanpa baju dalam apabila keluar rumah (ke kerja, kedai dan sebagainya).
9. Anjing wajib pakai hanya seluar sukan ketat (tight) putih tanpa seluar dalam di kawasan dalam rumah (selain bilik anjing).
10. Anjing sanggup terima dan buat hukuman denvan teruk yang diterima dari tuan.
11. Anjing wajib bagitahu kalau anjing dah bosan dengan tuan.
12. Kesalahan berulang, anjing wajib berbogel diluar rumah di siang hari (posisi ditentukan oleh tuan) dan harus dibuktikan dengan gambar tanpa masa dan bukan video atau panggilan video langsung.
Lama juga aku membaca dan memahami peraturan yang ditetapkan oleh dia. Agak berat tuntutan yang dia mahu ikut sebagai anjingnya. Eh, malah aku terasa sangap pula apabila membacanya. Batangku elok semakin tegang disebalik seluar pendek hitamku. Setelah itu, aku pun bersetuju dengan syarat-syaratnya itu. Maka, bermulalah kehidupan aku yang penuh dengan penyiksaan dan penghinaan yang aku terima dari tuan aku, iaitu Master Cute.
M.N.A_97
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My phone was no longer as busy with notification sounds as before. After he was released as my dog since the last task of that day, now I received no more messages from him. Every now and then I looked at my phone, hoping that a message from him would appear but it was empty. "It's okay, he's busy", I persuaded in my heart, even though I really wanted to talk to him again. From then on, I purposely kept myself busy by watching movies on my laptop or completing my backlog of college assignments, so that I wouldn't wait for him again. However, I still couldn't stop it. I still remember him, even vivid in my mind several scenes of torture, especially the last torture he received on that day.
Days by days, weeks by weeks, but news from him is still vague. The longer I wait, the more uncomfortable I felt, then I dare myself to send him a message, "Hi bro, good evening". A few minutes passed, but there was no response from him. I switched back to browsing Facebook on my phone that night while lying on the bed in my room. I only wore my favorite clothes, which is a white singlet shirt and white briefs, which showed my armpits, nipples and even my dick that was still sagging that night because of the heat that came from nowhere. To be honest, I want to be naked freely, but it's also quite dangerous because I share a room with other people. My eyes are getting heavy and I've yawned several times, indicating that my body is sleepy. So, I put my phone on the table and lay on my back in the 'X' position, feeling like I was tied up and my whole body was exposed at the time. Unknowingly, my cock started to tighten until I saw a lump in my brief. In fact, both my nipples felt itchy, as if they wanted to be caressed by fingers. Due to sleepy, I ignored my hesitation and continued to close my eyes.
I woke up from that dreamless slumber when the sound of my alarm broke the silence of the room on that dawn. My body that was lying on the bed showed my back behind the white 'brief'. The blanket that wrapped me last night, I don't know where it went. I felt the tension in front of my crotch which was squeezed between the body and the mattress. I turned my body on my back and a hump was revealed inside my front brief in that morning. I just realized that my roommate was still sleeping in his bed. I quickly covered my dick with my left hand, then I stalked him. "Fuh, I'm glad he's still sleeping", I whispered softly. Then I got up from my bed, put on a towel and went to the bathroom to get ablution for Subuh prayer. After that, I went back to bed while reaching for my cell phone on the table. But something came to mind that bothered me. When will my roommate come back? Did he see how I was yesterday? But I've been wearing a blanket at times even when I'm lying like that. Is it possible that my blanket was already off when he came home and put it on him? My heart beats faster when I think about it, he's normal, so I never dress naughty when he's around. It's different if the Hakim is lying there. I definitely did that. "He doesn't see my cock, maybe", I said to myself.
I was busy thinking about it, without realizing that a notification had appeared on my phone's screen for a long time. Finally, the one I've been waiting for has reappeared. Quickly, I opened the message box and saw the reply. "Hi too bro", that was all he replied. "I haven't heard from you in a long time, how are you?", I typed and pressed the send symbol. Not long after, it appeared that he was online and was typing, "Hello bro, I'm a little busy with work". "Oh, thank goodness, I thought that you were so angry with me that you didn't want to chat anymore, haha". "Eh, why need me to angry?". "I thought that you are angry about the last task I gave you that day. I had tortured you quite brutal on that day". "Oh haha, it's nothing. No reason to me to be angry with you. Like I said that day, I feel happy to be here with you. I really feel like I'm your dumb dog, haha". I was relieved to read that reply. In fact, I was also whining about it again, making my little dick start to wake up and tense up between my thighs. "So, have you met the new master yet?", I asked curiously. "Eh, there isn't any. I am now slowly distanced myself from the dog title. I'm no longer interested in that kind of thing", he replied. As I guessed, he was indeed no longer interested in that kind of thing anymore. That's why he asked me to let him go. "Oh, I understand. So you're not interested in BDSM anymore." "I'm still interested, but just a little less involved. After all, I'm tired of being a dog, haha". "Oh, haha it's okay. After all, you've held the title of dog for a very long time. You have felt all kinds of masters". "Yes", was a reply from him. He was silent for a few seconds before saying again, "Actually, I feel like I'm interested in becoming a master". I was also a bit surprised when he said that. Well, I remember that he was a real slave. "Eh, since when did you suddenly become interested in that kind of thing?" "I love both but I'd rather be tortured than torture, after all I've never had the experience of being a master before. That was before, now I feel like I want to try to be the master." It was only then that I found out that he likes both roles in BDSM. "So, have you found a dog to torture yet?", I asked after that. "Not yet, there's no one I like right now". "Just look for it on Twitter or a Facebook group. There are many people who are interested in BDSM like us here in Malaysia". A few minutes have passed but there is no reply from him even though he has 'blueticked' my message.
'Ting', came the notification sound on my phone. I am quite surprise when read his message. "You don't want to be my dog?", yes, this is his reply that made me widen my eyes subconsciously. "What are you trying to say?", I replied, still in disbelief. "Yes, that's right. I really want to make you my dog". "There are many dogs out there that are tastier than me, haha". "I know, but I want you too. We have known each other for a long time. After all, I really like looking at your body. Full of flesh, like fat and muscular I see". "I'm just fat, I'm not really muscular, haha". "But I like it, I'll be honest, I've been wanting to see your body tortured and tortured by me for a long time". I was silent for a moment thinking about his request. This is the first time I have been asked to be tortured by others. Most of the others want to be tortured by me alone. "How? Do you want it?". After a few seconds he texted again, "If you don't want it, I don't want to force you. Don't force yourself you know". "Can you give me time to think. This is the first time I have received such a request", I replied. Then, he is okay. Our conversation stopped there. I don't even know what else I want to talk to him about, my thoughts are still filled with the requests of my former dog.
Night has come, the surrounding is getting dimmer. As soon as I finished prayed Isyak and had dinner, I went back to my room. I have already made up my mind about the matter earlier today. With courage, I messaged him. "Evening, bro, what are you doing tonight?". "Evening bro. I just came back from the store, I bought some items". "Oh, okay. Regarding your request earlier today...", I was silent for a moment. "Okay, so how?", he asked. "I have decided and agree un... to be your dog". "Is this true bro?". "That's right bro, I'm willing to give my body for you to do anything, but there are conditions". "Thank you bro. What are the conditions?", he asked again. Then, I listed the conditions:-
1. Not interested in 'fisting', eating poo, sticking needles in the body and torture in the belly button.
2. I don't want to share with other masters.
3. Pictures or videos of torture that you take can be spread to insult me on any social media platform, but the face must be covered.
4. No sexual activity, only bdsm.
After he examined the conditions, he agreed to follow. Then, he imposed special conditions that I must follow as his dog.
RULES
1. The dog must do what master say without reason.
2. Dogs must wear a cage cock and buttplug every day.
3. The room is a prohibited area for dogs to stand (must crawl).
4. Dogs must be naked in the room without reason.
5. Dogs must sleep on a bed without a mattress or on the floor without a mattress.
6. Dogs must sleep with their feet and hands tied to the bed in a flapping manner.
7. Dogs are prohibited from cutting any fur on the dog's body without the master's approval.
8. Dogs must not wear underwear and only a shirt without underwear when leaving the house (to work, shops and so on).
9. Dogs must wear only white tights without underwear inside the house (except the dog room).
10. Dogs are willing to accept and do severe punishment received from the master.
11. The dog must tell master if the dog is bored with him.
12. Repeated offences, the dog must be naked outside the house during the day (the position is determined by the master) and must be proven with a picture without time and not a video or live video call.
It took me a long time to read and understand the rules set by him. Quite a heavy demand that he wants me to follow as his dog. Eh, even I felt pleasure when I read it. My dick is getting tighter behind my black shorts. After that, I agreed to the terms. So, this is the beginning of my life full of torture and humiliation that I received from my master, who is Master Cute.
M.N.A_97
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