He Doesn't.

Despite his struggles, the vines managed to bind all his limbs, and the various tentacles began to caress his muscles. "Guh..." Panthro's cock was stroked next as he was dangled over the beast's maw, looking down to see the darkness of the creature's throat.

He wondered if he would feel good if he was dropped into that tight passage way. Or if the monster would play with him more...