A small hum of approval passed between Lessard's lips at the comment of freedom that came from the bound man, nodding simply. It was a common view with people that sought his services; the freedom to act naturally, to not be forced to cover up one's more basic urges. It was a strange sense of freedom, but a powerful one that the whore found many would pay a great deal of money for; a fact that he enjoyed exploiting. "Hmm... You seem rather experienced, judging by your body... I am curious to see how far it stretches." A small chuckle passed between his lips before he trailed the smooth and had tip of the can back down River's body, it tracing the slender contours of the man's hips as it journeyed downward.<br/><br/>It briefly ran so very close to the man's arousal, skimming the sensitive flesh before moving away and resting upon the tender skin of the inner thigh. "Your body tells me how you know of sensitive areas... Lets see how you react..." His eyes narrowed slightly behind elegant frames as he lifted the can and abruptly brought it downwards from a modest height, it cracking across the sensitive thigh, a small rush of wind blowing slightly over River's length due to the force.<br/><br/>By no means was it as hard as Lessard would have liked to deliver, but it was important to test the waters; to determine how much a client could take. Some were more extreme, others enjoyed only a small glimpse of the delights that pain could offer... By River's appearance he could guess that in this case it was the latter... But often something of a build up was needed to stir the body into craving more. Into<em>needing</em>what he could give.<br/><br/>"How long is your body mine to ravage?" He tilted his head to one side, trailing a fingertip over the red mark that blossomed where the wood had struck such pale flesh.