I decide to have some fun with whipping this runt. I first focus on myself. My shirt seems to melt and move around until I am left in a leather harness. The guy's eyes look shocked as my bulging muscles, furry chest and engorged pierced nipples fill his vision. Next my pants start changing into leather ass-less chaps with only a stained jockstrap underneath. I turn around to show him my incredible hairy bubble-butt. Getting near him and blowing a nasty fart that even out in the open makes him a bit sick. I keep my black shit-kicking Doc Martens on. Last thing before I turn to face him again is an ominous leather executioner mask. I turn around and shout, "BOO". He shakes in fear which turns me on.
Out of thin air, a whip appears in my hand. I brandish it like a cock and play with it for a few minutes, "This is going to really hurt. I hope you regret ever having that bumper sticker and especially giving me the finger." He nods his head frantically but I just step back and THWACKKKK. The whip cracks on his stomach and he tries yelling but my dirty undies in his mouth muffle it.
"Hmmm - might be more effective if you didn't have clothes to soften it..."
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