This Clowny game wasn't made for you to have fun. I don't want you to feel good. In fact, I crave the opposite. I want you curled in a ball, begging for mercy even as you yearn for more. I'm feeling really mean tonight, so let's cut to the chase. You're going to stroke your pitiful, useless dick until you're right on the edge, and then you're going to ruin your orgasm for me. Everyone at the Circus will hear you sobbing from the utter frustration of denied orgasm.