Anel's lips hung slightly open as he panted rather openly, his body aching for the blissful pain that only a select few could satisfy. While there were perhaps two other clients who were as apt as Gareth, the man had something special; perhaps it was the money that enabled him to simply do whatever he wanted, perhaps it was the limitless control he possessed. Whatever it was, the blond always seemed to find himself writhing and desperate whenever he came to call, and though he would never say it... he was actually<em>pleased</em>to see the man.<br/><br/>His body twitched and writhed against the tight bonds as the trail of hot wax was made across his chest, the ropes adding their own spice to the overall mixture of pain that assaulted Anel's body and he groaned loudly once again at a coating to crimson covered his other nipple. His whole body trembled slightly; on a constant state of high excitement and anticipation for where the wax would next fall and still, he only vaguely noticed a slightly pleasurable touch between his legs, it not quite clicking in his somewhat hazed mind what was going on.<br/><br/>He heard the removal of the zipper however, and a small smirk came to his breathless lips; so Gareth wasn't as controlled as he thought. Had he been in a better state he would have been certain to make some comment, but as it was he simply continued to moan, the sounds growing louder as the wax dripped closer and close to his straining erection, his eyes widening. Would Gareth do it? No one tended to risk harming that particular part of his anatomy, however his heart thudded loudly in his chest at the prospect.<br/><br/>As it was however, his mind became rather focused upon his lower half, and he felt the return of those fingers, a small groan passing between his lips even as he shifted his hips and he forced himself to speak, lifting his head slowly to look down, it taking so much effort to maintain the awkward position. "Wh-What are... You doing...? That's not... Part of my service..."