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Your attempts to push the clown off of you were futile. Uncontrollable laughter escaped you as Pennywise tickled you. He was ruthless, grinning wide as you squirmed below him. His fingers ran up and down your sides, torturing you.
"Please, stop!"
"No!"
He continued to tickle you, pinning you down hard enough for you to remain helpless.
"Pennywise, please, stop," you begged, breathing hard underneath the cosmic monster. He leaned down to lie on top of you, his movements slowing down.
"Oh, are you going to piss yourself for Pennywise?"
Your thighs were shaking, and you prayed to whoever was receiving your prayers that this nightmare would end.
"Pleeease, stop it," you breathed. His lips brushed against your cheek. His wet tongue slid across your skin.
"Beg me," he ordered, his fingers digging into your sides once more.
"Please stop it, Pennywise, I can't take it anymore." Your squirming slowed down. His hand moved up to your exposed neck. He squeezed. "Please."
He sniffed you. Fear. You felt his hard cock rubbing against your thigh.
"I love it when you are so pathetic, little one." He then knelt above you, moving his own hand over his crotch. "But I think you can do better."
You swallowed, staring at the bulge beneath his costume.
"Open your mouth," he said, and you did. While you drowned in your own thoughts and felt your own arousal tingle between your thighs, he put his hard cock in your mouth. Slowly, he moved it in and out of you. You moaned against it, and the vibrations made Pennywise sigh.
He fucked your mouth, and you almost choked. He took it out, and spit formed between your lower lip and the tip of his cock.
"You cute little thing. You look so tasty," he said before shoving it right back into your mouth, this time shoving it down your throat. He moaned, and you knew what was coming. "Careful, little one. You're going to have to swallow."
Pennywise came down your throat. The taste of his hot seed lingered on your abused tongue.
He climbed off of you. He jingled as he moved. Pennywise gave you a wicked smile.
"Until next time," he said, waving at you.
You stared up at the ceiling, trying to process what just happened.