Strip him

You walk towards him a hand reaching down into your pocket. His eyes bulge and the veins in his neck stick out more, clearly thinking you are reaching for a weapon to kill him with.

“Oh relax I’m not going to kill you.” You state pulling out a switchblade.

You make quick work of his suit, the tight material peeling off to reveal vast expanses of bronze muscle. Letting your hands glide down his abs you pull the lower half of the suit off leaving him completely naked.

To your suprise his junk is smaller than you expected and looking down at the crotch of his suit you know why.

“Oh are we a little self concious about our size? I mean honestly dude padding your crotch what are you a 16 year old girl stuffing her bra for prom.” You laugh enjoying watching his tanned skin take on a rosey hue of embarrassment.

Walking behind him you are pleased to see that is bubble butt is all natural. Grabbing a handful of his muscled glutes in each hand you pull them apart revealing a tight hairy splincher being clenched with all the Beastmans might.

“You have more strength than the average child.” You command watching as his muscles involuntarily started to relax.

Moving around to his front again you look him in the eyes. “You can speak but not shout to gain attention.”

“Let me go you motherfucker!” He said in a strangled tone clearly trying to shout.

“Hmm no can't do your just to tasty of a treat, the real question is heads or tails?” You say caressing his muscles.

“What? Im not playing your game. Let. Me. Go!” He growls looking more and more furious.

“Fine if you don't want to choose I will, now should we start with heads...” You say running a finger across his lips. “... or tails?” You drive the point across by reaching around him and roughly grabing his arse .