Gareth grinned a bit as he noticed Anel was being particularly obedient, obviously he was wanting some domination tonight. Gareth wondered to himself when the last time Anel had a client like him that was willing to hurt him the way he liked, he knew it'd been a few weeks since the last time he was here, so perhaps Anel had been waiting that whole time. He said nothing about this just yet, however, smirking as he climbed up onto the bed behind him, bringing a hand up to gently gather up Anel's long blonde hair and push it over his shoulder to keep it out of the way.<br/><br/>"I was hoping you might say that," He said in a sincere tone, though it was difficult to know if it actually<em>was</em>sincere, or fake. Gareth was very good at that kind of face sincerity, especially when Anel couldn't see his face, being behind him as he was. He reached and grabbed the boy's wrists, yanking them behind his back firmly. Having little concern for Anel's comfort, he began to bind his arms behind his back, using a rather restrictive lattice of rope to hold them there, each wrist bound to the opposite elbow. Anel would probably be rather sore by the time he let him out of it... but that was the way Gareth liked to tie people. While his shoulders ached, he'd be forced to remember him.<br/><br/>"So how long has it been since you've had a<em>good</em>client, Anel?" Gareth asked calmly, not caring whether Anel told the truth or lied in response, a slight smirk on his face as he abruptly yanked the rope taut, knotting it off. The rope was pulled tight enough to bite into Anel's pale flesh... he would also have some lovely rope-burns all over him to remind him of Gareth long after he left.