Dante paused to catch his breath when the lawyer was finally silenced. He didn't let his guard down, though - just because Trenton was cuffed and gagged with a rope around his neck didn't mean he couldn't still fight back if he<em>really</em>wanted to.<br/><br/>He was still behind Trenton, holding the rope against the floor with his foot while his hands finished tying the gag. That small chore done, he reached one hand around the other man's chest and let it trail down the lawyer's sculpted body - he had to admit, Trenton had one hell of a body - until he wrapped his hand around the lawyer's throbbing cock.<br/><br/>"You know, Trent, you keep saying 'no' with your mouth, but your body tells me otherwise." Dante was leaning forward slightly into Trenton's back in order to reach the other man's cock, his voice thick and rough, his breath hot and moist right in the lawyer's ear. "I think, deep down, you really get off on being dominated once in a while. Not that you'd ever admit that, of course, and I don't blame you. But don't worry, your little secret's safe with me."<br/><br/>He let go of the other man's cock and grabbed both ends of the rope currently looped around Trenton's neck. He began winding and knotting and doing generally elaborate things with the rope - almost as if he were binding the other man up in macrame.<br/><br/>"Tell me, Trent, are you familiar with Shibari?" Dante's tone was now casual, conversational. He had either forgotten or was choosing to ignore that he had gagged the other man. "Traditional Japanese bondage? It's quite elaborate, taking years of careful practice to master." Pulling one knot tight, he leaned in to Trenton's ear once more. "I've been doing it for almost twenty years now, myself," he hissed. Pulling back, his voice resumed a more normal tone again. "Once I've got you positioned, I wouldn't recommend struggling. The more you struggle, the tighter the knots will become, and there's still that loop around your neck. You could cut off your own air if you aren't careful."