Having them yanked down unceremoniously wasn't strictly better than having them messed up some other way, the way they briefly dug into his hips and kept his legs from spreading too far. There was a certain fun in that, though.

There was something wicked and forbidden in standing there, pants and shorts keeping his legs partially closed, being rubbed at with the blunt end of a flogger. His cock twitched and he shifted his bound hands underneath him to rub at himself a little bit.

"Be better with something shoved in my ass."