A wide grin crossed Gareth's lips as he felt Anel suddenly sense and thrash under him as though there was someplace he could escape to, and cry out loudly into the gag as though someone could hear or would believe that anything was wrong. By now, they all knew that screaming was common from Anel's room, especially when Gareth was there with him, and now that the poor boy had absolutely no way of alerting anyone in the house of his predicament, nor the ability to escape from said predicament, Gareth was completely free to take his sweet time with him.<br/><br/>A soft chuckle escaped him as he pressed a gentle kiss over the dark bruise forming on Anel's pale chest, his finger not relenting in its thrusting, a second one sneaking in on the next thrust in, his fingers pressing in deeply and curling upwards. With Anel tied so strictly and completely unable to move, Gareth was totally free to explore him, his fingers hunting for that spot that would give Anel a surge of pleasure.<br/><br/>He wanted him to want this. He wanted him to beg him for this the next time he saw him. He was determined to make Anel scream out in pleasure behind that gag and come hard from being violated.<br/><br/>"Don't worry. I'll pay Ryan<em>plenty</em>to make up for this," Gareth said in a taunting tone, reminding Anel that no matter what, Gareth had enough money to buy whatever he wanted from Anel - whether he wanted it or not. That included what was happening now. The two fingers thrust in and out of Anel's virgin entrance, stretching and lubricating it with the oil they were coated in, occasionally pressing firmly at his sweet spot to draw reactions from the captive boy, mercifully preparing him<em>somewhat</em>for what Gareth was about to force upon him.<br/><br/>Not<em>too</em>much, though... Gareth loved inflicting pain almost more than Anel loved receiving it.