A deep shudder ran through Anel's body as Gareth's finger traced over the painful welt, his thigh tensing slightly in response to the slightly painful touch. As the same finger made its way slowly between his legs, the boy's breath hitched and he bit his bottom lip, something of a nervous expression crossing his features, though it was hidden behind a long curtain of platinum hair. It always worried him slightly whenever clients probed the area; if one decided to try and bend the rules it could be disastrous... Still, the boy had a certain degree of trust for Gareth after the man's repeated visits and as such allowed i to continue.<br/><br/>It felt good anyway.<br/><br/>He whimpered loudly to show his pleasure vocally, arching his hips upward to better expose his body to both his client's view and the delightful stings of the whip. He didn't have to wait long to feel the hard leather strike his flesh again and he groaned loudly, his legs twitching in response to the surprise hit. It was always wonderful to have a client who really<em>knew</em>what they were doing; many fancied themselves as hardcore in the bedroom, and almost all were idiots...<br/><br/>Gareth however, was so very good at delivering the pain that Anel adored and the boy bit his lip with a small, breathless chuckle at the question that was asked, shaking his head and glancing over his shoulder to purr a response. "I would<em>never</em>be bad on purpo- Ahh!" So very rarely where his words ever interrupted and yet as the whip cracked again over his thigh, his behind swaying in an almost tempting fashion as the strike landed so close.<br/><br/>"Mmn... I'll be... Thinking of you when I sit down for a while..." Anel murmured, looking again over his shoulder, running his tongue over his lips slowly. His cheeks were slightly flushed, his body heated but much like Gareth, he forced his arousal away; all the better to prolong the delightful teasing the man delivered.