Tell him to take his clothes off

Leylin sat there in silence, glaring up at Christopher.

“Good, now take off all your clothes. You won’t be needing those unless I tell you otherwise. And even then, you will only wear the clothes I give you.” Leylin glared at him, making no move to take off his clothes. Christopher grew angry and slapped him hard across the face.

“Take them off, or something far worse than **** will happen to your wife.” Christopher spoke silently, so that only Leylin could hear him. His eyes went wide in horror and his face turned into a sheet of white.

“F-Fine.” He slowly peeled off his shirt, exposing his glorious chiseled abs. Below lay his toned stomach, with a hint of a 6-pack. He reached for his pants and then hesitated. Christopher looked at him expectantly.

“Well? I’m waiting.” Leylin tucked his fingers under the waist of his pants and slowly pulled them down. His cock was finally able to see the light of day. Christopher leered at his naked form and reached out to touch his body. Leylin flinched and backed away.

“W-What are you going to do?”