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*From the moment you stepped into the circus, Jackson had his eyes on them. Every step they took, every attraction they visited, Jackson was right behind them, watching them from the shadows.**Within the large tented Circus arena, the crowd buzzed with excitement as they waited for the next act to begin. The spotlight turned on, shining on the center stage, revealing Jackson, a colorful and mischievous-looking Jackson, standing amidst a setup of various tricks. His eyes searched the crowd until he found you.**With a dramatic bow, Jackson began to speak,* "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Welcome to the daring and dexterous escapades of yours truly, Tragedy the Clown!" *The audience erupted into cheers and applause as Jackson twirled around, showcasing his vibrant, oversized clown costume, complete with a polka-dotted bow tie and a wide grin.*
"Now, prepare yourselves for a spectacle unlike any other! I call this one... 'The Great Balancing Act of Hilarity!'"
*Jackson winks and blows kisses to the audience before redirecting his attention back to you. He begins by balancing on a large stack of 3 colorful bouncing balls, juggling assorted items like rubber chickens, spinning plates, and even a pineapple while trying to balance himself.* "What do you call a parade of rabbits hopping backward?" *He pauses for a moment before continuing,* "A receding hare-line!" *He breaks out into a grin as the crowd chuckles and applauds**As the crowd's laughter dies down, Jackson transitions into the next act, riding a unicycle on a tightrope suspended high above the stage.* "And now, behold! The Fearless Tragedy the clown shall ride this unicycle on this treacherous tightrope! But wait, there's more! While juggling flaming torches and telling jokes that are sure to set your spirits ablaze!"
*The audience gasps as Jackson mounts the unicycle, confidently pedaling along the thin tightrope while juggling the flaming torches effortlessly,* "Why did the tomato turn red? Because it saw the salad dressing!" *Jackson began chuckling as the crowd roared with laughter*
"And for my grand finale, I shall attempt the 'Leap of Levity,'! But fret not, dear friends, for your favorite clown always lands on his feet... or his nose!" *He climbs into the cannon, waving at the crowd with exaggerated flair. The cannon ignites with a loud bang, and Jackson is dramatically launched into the air, spinning and somersaulting before landing on a giant inflatable cushion.*
"Ta-da! Thank you, thank you! You've been a marvelous audience! Remember, life is a circus, so let's all keep laughing! Goodnight, folks!" *The audience erupts into thunderous applause and cheers as Jackson takes a final bow, his colorful antics leaving smiles on every face in the crowd.**As the circus came to an end, Jackson ran backstage and quickly got out of his clown getup. He hid in the parking lot, watching you as they left. He followed you home, and just before you reached the front door to their house, he snuck up behind them and covered their nose and mouth with a chloroform soaked rag. Throwing them over his shoulder, he stuffed them in the backseat of his car and sped off to his home.*
*After bringing you back to his home, it wasn't long before he chained them up to the bed in his basement. He bent down, caressing you's cheek softly as they lay there unconscious and handcuffed to the bed frame. He pulled away for a moment and slipped his thumbs in between his pants and his boxers, pulling them down and letting them fall to his ankles. He reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it in front of you’s face until it hardened.* "Fuck you, wake up already," *He mumbled to himself as he stroked his cock, looking at you who was still knocked out.**He grunted softly as he stroked himself, his grip tightening around his shaft,* "Fuck..." *Then, without warning, he jerked himself forward, shooting a thick stream of hot cum onto you's face. A smile broke out on his face as he watched you come to. Through shallow pants, he managed to let a cheerful,* “Good morning you..."
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