Padan Muka
"Weh, Ri. Kau buat apa tu? Jomlah lepak mamak, aku bosanlah dekat rumah cuti-cuti ni", mesej yang diterima Zahari dari rakan sekerjanya iaitu Ahmad. Berbeza dengan Zahari, Ahmad pula adalah seorang cikgu pendidikan jasmani di sekolah yang sama. "Jomlah, aku pun tengah bosan ni. Lepak tempat sama, aku bersiap kejap", balasnya lalu bangkit dari sofa di ruang tamunya menuju ke bilik lalu mengenakan pakaian baju 'jersey' warna putih dan berseluar sukan pendek. Sesudah sampai sahaja di kedai makan itu, matanya terus melilau dan melihat kawannya yang sudah sampai lebih awal sedang duduk di meja di sebelah luar sambil bermain telefon bimbitnya. "Awal kau sampai, selalunya kaulah paling lambat sekali sampai", katanya setelah duduk di kerusi. "Lapar, bro. Siang tadi aku tak makan lagi, asyik membuta sahaja, hahahah. Eh, kau pesanlah makanan, aku dah pesan tadi aku punya", balasnya lalu Zahari pun memanggil pelayan kedai makan itu. "Kau ni tak pernah-pernah tidur lama sewaktu cuti, selalunya kau dah keluar lepak dekat tempat-tempat lain". "Minggu ni aku penat betul, banyak betul kerja tergendala dekat sekolah tu. Nak siapkan tanda kertas ujian budak-budak tu, nak layan perangai si Afif tu lagi. Makin menjadi-jadi perangai dia, suka sangat tidur dalam kelas. Budak tu dah tak lut dengan nasihat", Ahmad merungut sambil menjamah makanannya yang sudah makan. Zahari agak terkejut dan mulai rasa sedikit marah, manakan tidak budak bawahannya itu buat perangai di sekolah. Ya, budak bernama Afif inilah anjing kepunyaan Zahari, malah dia juga masih bersekolah di tempat yang sama. "Berani tidur dalam kelas, siap kau nanti", bisik Zahari di dalam hati. "Tak payah risau, budak Afif tu kau serahkan je dekat aku. Aku tahulah nak tegur dia nanti", katanya lagi. Ahmad hanya mengangguk sahaja kerana dia tahu yang kami agak rapat lalu dia meneruskan mengunyah makanan di mulutnya.
Tepat jam 12 tengah hari jumaat, loceng sekolah mulai berbunyi menandakan tamatnya waktu persekolahan pada hari itu. Zahari pun menamatkan sesi pembelajaran dengan kelas Tingkatan 3 itu lalu berjalan menuju ke bilik cikgu di bangunan pentadbiran yang tidak jauh dari bangunan kelas itu. Tidak lama selepas itu, Afif pun sampai lalu berdiri di belakang kerusi Zahari. "Malam ni selepas Isyak, cikgu nak kamu datang ke bengkel kemahiran sekolah. Aku nak kau pakai baju sekolah kau yang ini juga, faham?", arah Zahari pada Afif yang sedang menundukkan kepalanya. "Ba... baik, tuan. Eh errr... cikgu", balasnya. "Sudah, pergi makan tengah hari. Jangan cuba-cuba nak ponteng sembahyang Jumaat. Dah, pergi sana", lalu anak muridnya itu pun bergerak keluar dari bilik itu. Seusai sahaja sembahyang Isyak, Zahari yang berpakaian baju kemeja-T kelabu dan berseluar sukan hitam pun terus menaiki kereta lalu ke sekolah semula. Sampai sahaja ke bengkel kemahiran yang agak jauh ke belakang sekolah itu, dia terlihat si Afif yang sudah menunggu di bangku berdekatan dengan bengkel itu. Melihat dia keluar dari kereta, Afif pun terus bangkit berdiri dengan kedua-dua tangannya dibelakang badannya seperti dalam posisi senang diri. "Dah lama sampai?", soal Zahari sambil membuka kunci pintu bengkel itu. "Baru sahaja, tuan", balasnya yang masih berdiri pegun sambil kepalanya tertunduk ke bawah. Setelah pintu dibuka, Afif suruh masuk dan berdiri di tepi meja kayu paling hadapan manakala Zahari pula mengambil beberapa barang lalu menyusun tali, pembaris kayu panjang dan beberapa gari kulit hitam di atas meja tersebut. Riak wajah Afif yang semakin kelihatan ketakutan dan dia masih lagi tidak berani bertentangan mata dengan tuannya itu. "Kau tahu kenapa aku panggil kau ke sini?", soal Zahari sambil duduk berhampiran hadapan meja itu. "Ta... tak, tuan", jawabnya ringkas. 'Pap', Zahari memukul pembaris kayu ke atas meja lalu menyoal anjingnya lagi dengan soalan sama, malah kali ini Afif hanya berdiam sahaja dalam ketakutan. "Aku dengar kau berani tidur dalam kelas sewaktu cikgu mengajar, betul tak?". "Be... betul, tuan. An... anjing ada tertidur dalam kelas". "Pantang betul aku dengan budak yang tak hormat cikgu mengajar di depan. Kau berdiri dekat tepi meja tu sambil bongkokkan badan kau atas meja, cepat", arahnya lalu Afif yang masih berpakaian sekolah itu dengan sedikit basah kepeluhan yang masih kelihatan itu pun mengikut perintahnya. Zahari pun mula mengambil gari kulit itu lalu memasangnya ke kedua-dua belah kakinya lalu diikat di kaki meja secara mengangkang manakala kedua-dua belah tangannya pula diikat pada kaki meja bertentangan dengannya membuatkan tubuhnya membongkok dengan tangannya melunjur lurus di atas kepalanya
"Hari ni aku dah hilang sabar, kau tak akan dapat cuti dengan tenang hari ni", kata Zahari sambil memegang pembaris itu. "Am... ampun, tuan. Anjing janji anjing tak akan tidur lagi, tuan. Tolong, jangan tuan", rayu Afif namun tidak dihiraukan. Tidak lama selepas itu, 'pap', pembaris kayu itu menghinggap bontot Afif. "Arghhh, cikgu. Ampun cikgu, sakit cikgu", jeritnya kesakitan. "Cikgu? Aku ni tuan kau tau, sial punya anjing", herdik Zahari lalu pembaris itu dihayunkan lagi ke bontot Afif berulang-ulang kali diselangi dengan jeritan Afif yang kesakitan, malah bontotnya yang putih itu juga semakin penuh kemerahan. "Arghhh arghhh. Tolong, tuan. Anjing sangat sakit, tuan. Ampun tuan, anjing tak akan tidur lagi, tuan. Arghhh erghhh tolonggg tuannn", jeritnya dengan lebih kuat namun apakan daya, tiada siapa yang akan mendengarnya dek kerana bengkel itu agak jauh dari bangunan-bangunan sekolah yang lain. Setelah puas menyeksa bontot anjingnya, Zahari pun terus membuka seluar sekolah Afif dan seluar dalam hitamnya itu sehingga terpampang batangnya yang sudah sedikit tegang dan telurnya yang sudah layut lalu menggenggam pangkal telurnya sehingga timbul kedua-dua testisnya disebalik kulit telur itu. Setelah itu, dia pun menariknya ke bawah beberapa kali membuatkan Afif lebih kuat menjerit dan merayu agar dihentikan namun tidak dihiraukan malah Zahari pun mencapai kembali pembaris itu lalu, 'pap' 'pap' 'pap', dipukul-pukulnya telur itu beberapa kali. "Arghhh ampun, tuan. Tolong, tuan. Anjing tidak dapat tahan, tuan. Ampun tuan, anjing merayu tuan. Arghhh ampun tuan, sakit. Arghhh". "Rasakan, berani kau buat hal dekat sekolah. Jangan ingat aku akan lepaskan, perangai kau kena didik macam ni je, baru berkesan, hahahah", balas Zahari lalu disambungnya lagi pukulan pada telur hitam Afif yang sudah semakin kemerahan. Beberapa minit telah berlalu, selama itulah badan Afif menggelupur kesakitan setiap kali telurnya rancak dipukul, disepak dan malah kotenya juga tidak terlepas dari seksaan tuannya. Batangnya ditarik ke belakang melalui celah kangkangnya lalu kepala kotenya dipukul dan dijentik dengan kuat tanpa belas kasihan.
Selama satu jam, bontot dan celah kangkangnya dilibas-libas dengan pembaris itu sehinggakan Afif mulai menangis memohon dilepaskan. Melihat keadaan itu, Zahari pun melepaskan ikatan tangan dan kaki Afif lalu mengarahkannya membuka baju sekolahnya sehingga dia bogel sepenuhnya. Lalu, dia diarahkan untuk berbaring di atas meja kayu itu sebelum kedua-dua tangan dan kakinya diikat semula di setiap kaki meja itu, memaparkan seluruh tubuh Afif yang sedikit gempal, ketiaknya yang ditumbuhi bulu-bulu halus dan kotenya yang sedikit gelap itu. "Tu... tuan nak buat apa dekat anjing. Tolong tuan, anjing tak tahan", rayunya lagi. "Kau diam, jangan nak bising", balas Zahari dengan ringkas sebelum dia menanggalkan tali pinggang kulitnya. Raut wajah Afif berubah lebih ketakutan dan air matanya juga sudah bergelinangan di matanya. Tanpa amaran, 'pap', satu libasan tali pinggang mengenai dada Afif membuatkan dia menggelupur kesakitan. Dengan senyuman sinis Zahari, 'pap' 'pap' 'pap', libasan demi libasan dilepaskan ke atas dada dan perut anjingnya itu. Sepanjang malam itu, suasana bengkel dipenuhi dengan bunyi-bunyi sebatan, libasan dan sepakan diselangi dengan jeritan dan esakkan tangisan Afif yang tidak henti-henti. Dada, perut, peha malah celah kangkang yang putih sudah penuh dengan kemerahan dan kesan luka sebatan tali pinggang itu, malah nafasnya juga semakin laju dan jeritannya semakin lemah setelah dibelasah dengan teruk pada malam itu. Setelah penat melibas-libas tali pinggang itu, Zahari pun berhenti lalu mencampakkan tali pinggang itu ke atas badan Afif lalu duduk di kerusi merehatkan diri sebelum mengikat pangkal telur dan batang anjingnya itu pada kaki meja sebelah dan menyepit kedua-dua puting Afif dengan alat Apit-G kecil yang ada di bengkel itu. "Malam ni, tinggallah kau dekat sini. Nak sangat tidur dekat sekolah kan, tidurlah kau sepanjang malam ni. Padan muka, berani buat hal dengan aku lagi. Dah aku nak balik, bosan layan kau", kata Zahari lalu dia pun berjalan menghampiri pintu. "To... tolong tuan. Ampun, tuan. Jangan tinggalkan anjing tuan. Tuannn, tolong tuan. Maafkan anjing, tuan. Lepaskan anjing, anjing takut, tuan. Tuannn, tuannn, tuannnnnnnnn", Afif merayu beberapa kali saat melihat tuannya berlalu pergi. Lampu bengkel dipadamkan sebelum pintu itu ditutup dan dikunci, bunyi telapak kaki tuannya semakin samar-samar sebelum hilang, tinggallah Afif keseorangan terbaring dan terikat di atas meja dengan masih terlanjang bulat, malah tubuhnya mulai menggigil dek kerana kedinginan malam itu.
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Name given, Zahari, aged in his 30s. Someone who is a life skills subject teacher at one of the oldest schools in Melaka. His body is quite ordinary but a little tough when seen, added to his handsome face and fair skin, it is not impossible that he will be attracted and liked by the girls who attend school there. Not only that, his modest and kind character but a little strict during the teaching and learning session was very much liked by other boys. But despite his pure handsome and good character, he also has a dark side which has his favorite sexuality which is quite strange for most people in Malaysia. He is very interested in sexuality that is more towards BDSM, and he is also a "Master" who already has a "Dog" of his own.
"Hey, Ri. What are you doing? Let's hang out at mamak, I'm bored at home these holidays", the message Zahari received from his colleague Ahmad. Unlike Zahari, Ahmad is a physical education teacher at the same school. "Okay, I'm bored too. Lets goon the same place, I'll get ready in a moment", he replied then got up from the sofa in his living room and went to the room and put on a white jersey shirt and short sports pants. After arriving at the restaurant, his eyes continued to look and saw his friend who had arrived early while sitting at a table outside while playing on his mobile phone. "Wow, early, you're usually the last to arrive", he said after sitting in a chair. "Hungry, bro. This afternoon I didn't eat anymore, I was just sleep all day, hahahah. Uh, you order your food, I already ordered it", he replied and then Zahari called the restaurant's waiter. "You never oversleep during the holidays, you usually go out to hang out at other places". "This Sunday I'm really tired, a lot of work has been delayed at the school. I want to prepare the test paper marks for the boys, I fed up on Afif's behavior again. His behavior is getting worse, he likes to sleep in class a lot. The boy is not getting through with the advice", Ahmad complained while putting the food into his mouth. Zahari was a bit surprised and started to feel a little angry as his subordinate misbehave at school. Yes, this boy named Afif is Zahari's dog, in fact he still going to the same school. "Dare to sleep in class, damn dog", whispered Zahari in his heart. "Don't worry, you just leave Afif to me. I know what I need to do to him", he said again. Ahmad just nodded because he knew that we were quite close and then he continued to chew the food in his mouth.
At exactly 12 noon on Friday, the school bell started ringing as a signal for the end of school hours that day. Zahari finished the learning session with the Form 3 class and then walked towards the teacher's room in the administration building which is not far from the class building. Not long after that, Afif arrived and stood behind Zahari's chair. "Tonight after Isyak, I wants you to come to the school workshop. I want you to wear your these school clothes m too, understand?", directed Zahari to Afif who was bowing his head. "Ye... yes, sir. Uh errr... teacher", he replied. "Alright, go get lunch. Don't try to skip the Friday prayer. Go now", then Afif moved out of the room. After Isyak's prayer, Zahari, who was dressed in a gray T-shirt and black sports pants, continued to get in the car and go back to school. As soon as he got to the workshop which was quite far behind the school, he saw Afif who was already waiting on a bench outside the workshop. Seeing him get out of the car, Afif immediately stood up with both hands behind his body. "How long have you been here?", asked Zahari while unlocking the door of the workshop. "Just now, sir", he replied who was still standing still with his head bowed down. After the door was opened, Zahari let him in and stood by the front wooden table while Zahari took some items and arranged a rope, a long wooden ruler and some black leather handcuffs on the table. The expression on Afif's face is getting more and more scared and he still doesn't dare to make eye contact with his master. "Do you know why I called you here?", asked Zahari while sitting beside the front of the table. "No... no, sir", he answered simply. 'Pap', Zahari hit the wooden ruler on the table and asked his dog again with the same question, but this time Afif just remained silent in fear. "I heard you dared to sleep in class while the teacher was teaching, is that true?". "Th... that's right, sir. Dog fell asleep in class". "It's unacceptable for me hear student who disrespects the teacher teaching in front. You stand at the edge of the table while bending your body over the table, quickly", he directed and Afif, who was still in his school clothes and a little wet from the sweat that was still visible, followed his order. Zahari began to take the leather handcuffs and put them on both sides of his legs and tied them to the legs of the table in a straddle while both of his hands were tied to the legs of the table opposite him making his body bent with his hands extending straight above his head.
"I've lost my patience today, you won't be able to rest peacefully today", said Zahari while holding the ruler. "Um... I'm sorry, sir. The dog promised the dog won't sleep again, sir. Please, don't sir", pleaded Afif but was ignored. Not long after that, 'pap', the wooden ruler hit Afif's ass. "Arghhh, teacher. I'm sorry teacher, I'm hurt teacher", he screamed in pain. "Teacher? I'm your master, you know, it's a shame to have a damn dog like you", shouted Zahari and the ruler was swung again at Afif's butt repeatedly, interspersed with Afif's screams of pain, even his white butt was getting redder. "Arghhh arghhh. Please, sir. The dog is very hurt, sir. I'm sorry, sir, the dog won't sleep anymore, sir. Arghhh erghhh please, sir", he screamed louder but what could he do, no one would hear him because the workshop was quite far away from other school buildings. After he was satisfied with torturing his dog's ass, Zahari continued to open Afif's school pants and his black underwear until he was exposed to his cock which was slightly tense and his balls which had withered and then grasped the base of the balls until both of his testicles appeared behind the scrotum. After that, he pulled it down several times making Afif scream louder and plead for it to be stopped but it was ignored and even Zahari reached back to the ruler and, 'pap' 'pap' 'pap', hit the balls several times. "Arghhh sorry, sir. Please, sir. The dog can't take it, sir. Sorry sir, I am begging you. Arghhh sorry sir, it hurts. Arghhh". "Feel it, dare you to do something bad at school. Don't think I will let you go, I have to train your behavior like this, it will only way, hahahah", replied Zahari and continued to hit Afif's black balls which was getting redder. A few minutes have passed, during which time Afif's body was writhing in pain every time his balls were vigorously hit, kicked and even his cock was not spared from his master's torture. His rod was pulled back through his crotch and the head was hit and flicked mercilessly.
For an hour, his ass and crotch were stroked with the ruler until Afif began to cry begging to be released. Seeing the situation, Zahari untied Afif's hands and feet and ordered him to take off his school clothes until he was completely naked. Then, he was instructed to lie down on the wooden table before both his hands and feet were tied back to each leg of the table, exposing Afif's slightly chubby body, his armpits covered with fine hairs and his slightly dark coat. "Si... sir, what do you want to do with me? Please, sir, the dog can't stand it", he pleaded again. "You shut up, don't make noise", replied Zahari simply before he removed his leather belt. Afif's face became more scared and his tears were already welling up in his eyes. Without warning, 'pap', a whip of the belt hit Afif's chest making him writhe in pain. With Zahari's sarcastic smile, 'pap' 'pap' 'pap', lashess after lashes were released on his dog's chest and stomach. Throughout the night, the atmosphere of the workshop was filled with the sounds of whipping, slapping and kicking interspersed with Afif's incessant screams and sobs. His chest, stomach, thighs and even the white crotch were full of redness and the marks of the whipping belt, even his breathing was getting faster and his screams were getting weaker after being beaten so badly that night. After getting tired of fidgeting with the belt, Zahari stopped and threw the belt over Afif's body and sat in the chair to relax before tying the base of the balls and the dog's cock to the leg of the table next to him and pinching both of Afif's nipples with the Apit- The small G in the workshop. "Tonight, stay here. You really want to sleep in school, don't you, sleep all night. Face it, dare to do something bad to me again. I want to go back, I'm tired of you", said Zahari and he walked towards the door . "Pl... please, sir. Forgive, sir. Don't leave me. Sir, please sir. Forgive the dog, sir. Let go of the dog, the dog is scared, sir. Sir, sir, sirrrrrr, sirrrrrrrrr," Afif begged several times as he saw his master walked away and workshop lights were turned off before the door was closed and locked, the sound of his master's feet getting fainter before disappearing, leaving Afif lying alone and tied on the table still naked, even his body began to shiver due to the coldness of the night.
-The End-
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