"Silly boy," Gareth said in a rather cool voice at this point, a slight smirk on his face as he abruptly whipped Anel again, the welts on his ass now beginning to form a lovely crisscross pattern. "If you think that, perhaps I should withdraw my bid... I mean, if I haven't won and all."<br/><br/>He tightened and adjusted his grip on the implement in his hand, and without giving Anel enough time to answer him, another loud<em>crack</em>echoed through the room, striking him across the back of his thighs once more, just under his butt. He shook his head slightly with a faint smirk, trailing the tip of his finger gently along the welts, up over Anel's cheeks, continuing down the slope formed by the small of his back, before he ended up close enough to grab a handful of the long platinum hair, yanking Anel's head up so he could look him in the eyes.<br/><br/>"Oh really? Should I deduce that you want nothing? Perhaps I should just keep whipping you all night... leave you teased and unsatisfied."