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Pricker Ball Prick Is Clowntanna’s Favorite Game To Run… Wanna Play?
“How does this game work?”
“A fiver will get you three pricker balls and three spoons. All you do is get the ball to stick on the target, and win prizes based on where they stick.”
“Where is the target? Is it… behind that tied-up naked guy?” trying hard not to look below his neckline.
“No… that tied-up naked guy is the target.”
“Um… Ouch!”
“Hold on,” turning to her human target, Clowntanna says, “Hey! Do you want this guy to get a pricker ball stuck in the end of your cock?”
With his hands bound over his head, the nervously scared guy shakes his head yes.
Clowntanna turns to the potential customer and says, “See! He wants this.”
Looking closer at the guy, the customer sees a half-dozen other pricker balls embedded into his naked flesh. On his thighs, his stomach, one on his chest, and another in his armpit.
The pain he must be in right now has to be intense, yet he still wants a pricker ball to be stuck in his cock. The customer says, “I don’t know about this. Something just doesn’t feel right.”
“The tip of his cock gets you anything off the top shelf.”
