Anel's breathing was already somewhat heavy due tot he strikes that landed so deliciously over his smooth flesh, and he couldn'tresist a slight writhing of his hips,if only to tempt and tease Gareth into further action. He was being intentionally tormenting; intentionally frustrating and he was sure that his client would know it. Fir all his teasing however, he couldn't help the loud moan that passed between his lips as the whips cracked hard across the sensitive skin of his cheeks, his hips bucking slightly in response. "Mmn! Fuck..." he groaned softly, biting hard upon his lower lip.<br/><br/>As his neck was then gripped and pushed back down to the bed, he huffed loudly,as though the motion were a chore, though he remained in that position, his behind arched rather nicely into the air. "You haven't... Won yet..." he countered smoothly to the attempt at teasing him, and at that point Anel was rather glad that his face could not  be seen, as a flicker of a frown crossed his features that would have spoilt therunning game that was played.<br/><br/>It didn't last long however as the quirt struck once again over the previous welts, causing the boy to cry out sharply in delightful pain, his body shuddering in pleasure. He thought for a moment; wondering whether he was already bleeding before deciding he was not, and arched an eyebrow at the question.<br/><br/>"Ahh... I want lots of things... But why should I tell you? You're doing<em>so</em>well on your own..." It was a teasing response; patronising and wasaccompanied by a small smirk and a wink at something of an awkward angle so that it could be seen.