The way those dark eyes ran over his body in such a careless way sent a small shiver through Anel's figure; it was always good to know when his body was appreciated, but to have to work to see any visible sign of appreciation... That was always much more pleasing to the whore than to have people simply enter and drool over him. He knew he looked good, but even so... There was a limit.<br/><br/>He tilted his head slightly to one side at the 'but' that was added to Gareth's sentence, arching an eyebrow slowly. "But...?" He repeated in the brief moment between the unfinished thought and the firm hand that moved and abruptly pushed his face downward into the black bed sheets. He groaned softly into the fabric and turned his head to look up and behind himself to watch the businessman's movements. He shuddered as his hips were jerked upward to more fully expose the firm globes of flesh, his hands clenching tightly in the covers at the exposed position.<br/><br/>Though he trembled slightly in the new position, he remained still on the whole, looking at Gareth as he slowly walked around and surveyed his body, feeling those eyes; almost hungry and predatory, roam over his bare frame. A small smile curled upon his features at the comment that Gareth now approved of the view, and he parted his lip in order to speak, however words abruptly died on his tongue.<br/><br/>The sharp crack of the whip across his thigh caused the boy's body to jerk forward slightly, a loud gasp of delight passing between his lips. A deep shudder passed over his back as the wave of pain ran through him like some blissful drug and he panted heavily, his thigh tensing in response as he felt the numbing sensation that sank into his flesh. "Mmmn... I... I do like... Your whipping spots..." He groaned softly.