Your mind needs a hard reset. I am going to reformat your brain. I've breached your mind. Princess Candy has taken control. I deleted all the vanilla porn off of your hard drive. You can thank me later. I am entering your mind and installing the gooner operating system. Now that all your stupid unnecessary programs have been deleted, you can run my gooning software at the maximum performance settings. The more you stroke, the easier it is for me to edit your sexuality. Your brain has been compromised.
THIS CLIP IS UNLIKE ANYTHING YOU'VE EVER SEEN. Are you ready for a hard reset?
How is it that every time I interact with you, you get more pathetic? How is it that you keep sinking further and further down this hole? Every time I think you’ve hit the bottom, you go and one up yourself, and exhibit even more depraved, embarrassing, pathetic behavior. Well, I guess there’s no reason for you to stop now. You’ve established a pretty significant downward trajectory, and there’s really no way for you to put on the brakes. So just accept it I guess? Accept that you’re a humiliating beta bitch, and sink your little goon teeth into your femdom porn addiction.
Do you have some delusion of control? Do you think you can moderate yourself when it comes to your findom participation? Hint: you can’t. Your findom addiction is now FUSED to the core of your sexuality. If your findom fixation were suddenly eliminated, you would automatically become asexual. We both know it’s the truth. You can’t quit findom any more than you can quit getting boners. Maybe there are some people ho participate casually. It doesn’t really matter though, because that’s not you. For you, findom is never ending.
You can’t stop fucking your hand. You’re a pitiful little mindless loser, and that’s all you’ll ever be. Do you realize how you look? Do you realize how embarrassing you are? Other people have hopes, and dreams, and goals, and aspirations. And you… look forward to logging on and jerking your cock for porn everyday. Wow. But hold on… you do have a goal in life, don’t you? You’re a massive gooner, yes, but you want to go DEEPER, don’t you? You want to dive deeper and deeper down the goon hole. You want to get more addicted. You want to lose your fucking mind. You want to jerk until your body melts into a puddle sticky jizz. You want nothing more than to more deeply entrench your condition as a Pathetic Gooning Loser.
You’ve been jerking your cock for me for a long time. You’ve been falling further and further into my goon grasp. You’ve spent hours jerking for my clips at this point. You might even have tried to first Gooner Endurance Test. Some of you might have completed it, others… maybe not. Either way, my slaves loved the first one so much, I’ve decided to put out another. I’m looking forward to seeing how many of you can complete this iteration.
You want to stroke your cock, but I want to lock you up and deny you. What do you think is going to happen? Who’s in charge of this situation? It’s me, you little bitch. I’m going to get what I want, and there’s nothing you can do to change it. But, as it turns out, you’re going to get what you want as well. Because you don’t really want to stroke. You want to be denied, and toyed with. You want to be my little plaything, and that’s exactly what’s going to happen today. Not only are you going to be locked and denied, but also plugged as well. And that’s not the end of it what I’m going to subject/treat you to today.
You’re addicted to me, and you can’t resist an opportunity to fuck your hand for me, can you? It’s the only thing you really enjoy doing these days, so let’s do it right. Let’s take it to the next level. Let’s fans the flames. Let’s throw fuel on the hand fucking fire.
You’re so addicted to findom, that nothing else is even arousing to you anymore. You’re a robot. You’re a cash machine for Princess Candy. At this point, every time your dick gets hard, there’s nothing you can do but get your wallet out and give me everything. Everything else that you may have at one point considered to be arousing, is now dull and blurry to you. Hot naked women? Invisible. Blowjobs? Not interesting, frankly. Vanilla porn? Please. All of that may as well be local access programming for how much it excites your cock anymore. No… your libido has funneled itself into one mode of existence. Your cock is bored of everything… except paying. That’s all that’s left for you. You’re nothing but a pathetic little pay drone.
Get ready to play with your cum. Grab your cock and start to pump. You’re going to blow a massive load for me, and you’re going to make use of every last bit of it. Don’t waste a fucking drop.
You want a fucking goon pal. I know it. You got so fucking excited when you saw this title. You LOVE talking about your gooning addiction. You talk to me about it, obviously, but I know you little goons love to talk to each other as well. I mean, I have an active social/sexual/recreational life, so it’s important for you to have a community that you can use to fuel your addiction at all hours of the day and night. You probably already have groups, or blogs, or subreddits, or whatever, that you use to interact with other goons in some way. But, there’s more that you can do. I want you to find a specific buddy, and I want the two of you to drag each other even further into the goon hole.
Nobody wants to fuck you. Nobody’s attracted to you. You couldn’t please a woman in any meaningful capacity anyway. So it’s time you just accept that you’re not really meant to have sex. People like you aren’t meant to experience certain kinds of pleasure or intimacy. It’s just the way it is. You need to accept it. You need to settle into your role as a sad little virgin.
You’ve had cock on your mind for a long time. I know this as well as you do. There’s nothing wrong with it. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You should do what makes you happy and turns you on. In fact, I’m sure there plenty of guys out there who would absolutely love to shove their big hard cocks right down your throat. Don’t let whatever stigma you may perceive deter you. You’ve been fantasizing about cock. Why shouldn’t your fantasy become a reality?
Sometimes, I like to push the envelope of things that you don’t deserve to see. You might have purchased one of my clips wherein I’m wearing lingerie, and letting you see at least some of my perfect body. You may also have purchased some of my censored clips, wherein I’m entirely or partially nude, but pixelated to deny a full view of my body to the likes of you. But sometimes I feel like my subs need a little reminder of how little they actually deserve. They need a symbolic gesture that clearly illustrates how fucking lucky they are to get to look at me in any way whatsoever. My little beta subs simply have to understand, that lingerie is too fucking hot for them.
Oh, your dependence on findom is growing? Big fucking surprise. Your cock needs more and more financial domination to reach the same levels of arousal. Of course it does. Lucky for you actually, because you’re getting a special treat today. You and your wallet, as it turns out. Don’t expect any foreplay. Don’t expect your wallet’s needs to be attended to. Sure as fuck don’t expect any aftercare. Just accept that this is happening, lay back, and take it. You’re about to get a hardcore wallet fucking.
You’re my little slave toy, and I can do whatever I want with you. You think you can resist? You think you can control yourself? Do you think you even have a shred of dignity left? No. No dignity, no self control. I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to take everything you have. You belong to me. Forget your girlfriend, your social life, your hobbies… It’s gone now. You go to work, and you pay me. That’s it.
You were just curious at first, weren’t you? Maybe just some fleeting thoughts. Maybe a pair of panties. That was then, though. It might as well have been another lifetime. You’ve gone full on sissy whore. You’ve gotten out of control. You’ve gone from a male of some kind, curious about girls’ clothing, to the full blown sissy bitch that you are today. Yes. It’s entirely clear. It’s fucking OBVIOUS that you’re a fully fucked up little sissy whore.
What the fuck would you do without your porn addiction, anyway? Nothing else pleases you the way porn does. Nothing else tickles your brain the way my clips do. You can’t quit, obviously, but you truly don’t fucking want to. It’s your life. It’s your source of joy. All you want to do is fuck your hand while binging my clips. So, don’t even bother trying to stop. Keep going. Become transfixed. Give in to your never ending porn addiction.
Your cock is in my hands. Figuratively, anyway. I don’t touch your dick, and yet I still have absolute and complete control over it. I can make you stroke any time I want, for as long as I want. I can make you cum fast, or I can make you edge for hours. I can make you abstain, or I can make you jerk ten times in a day. I can tease you for my own enjoyment, or I can give you a treat and let you pleasure yourself. What kind of mood am I in today? Ultimately, it doesn’t matter. You’re going to do what I tell you, and you’re going to be pleased about it.
You’ve been jerking off for a long time, haven’t you? You’ve probably cycled through a lot of different sources and types of porn. You, like almost everyone, probably started with vanilla content. But then, you found your way into femdom. Being dominated, and humiliated, and degraded does something to your cock that you hadn’t experienced before. And then you continued delving into the various genres. That’s when you discovered findom. And now, there’s nothing that fucking compares to it. Paying your perfect princess. Filling my bank account. Maxing out your credit cards. It turns you into a fucking puddle of cum, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it. Everything else that you’ve jerked off and cum to in the past, is fucking nothing. Those things are quiet echoes now, compared to the rush you get from giving me your cash. You know the reality. Paying is the ultimate pleasure.
You’re a wallet, and that’s how you prefer it. You’re a wallet. You’re a spender. An ATM. And that’s how you like it. It gives you value, doesn’t it? Yes, you’re very useful as a cash dispenser. That’s why I keep you around, you know. I mean, I fucking LOVE cash, and so far, you’ve been pretty good at giving it to me. So don’t stop. Maintain your utility. Keep dispensing money. If you don’t, you’ll go straight in the trash. But for now, you’re in my good graces. You’ve fulfilled your purpose. You are a wallet.
You’re going to get exactly what you want today. Your entire purpose in life is to please and obey me, and as long as that’s the case, you’re always going to get what you want. I don’t care what notions of personal desire you might have had at one time. I don’t care what you think/thought you are/were into. I decide your fetishes. I’m shifting your sexuality to my own personal whims, and that’s how you like it. You don’t exist to please yourself. You exist to please me.
I’m flawless, and you are nothing. That’s why you’re inextricably drawn to me, and yet you’ll never even approach being able to get me, or anyone like me. The worst part is, the fact that you can’t get near me makes your desire burn even hotter. But don’t get it twisted. This doesn’t have a happy ending for you. You will never have me, because I’m perfect, and YOU are a loser.
You don’t get to see my tits. They’re covered up, and yet it’s still extremely easy for me to use them to rip you off. They control you from behind my hand bra. It’s not even a question. A little underboob, or a glimpse of cleavage is all it takes for you to be ripped off by my tits.
You’re so fucking horny for my perfect tits. You’re nothing but a mindless little jerker drone for this perfect pair. All you want to do is stroke for them. And, that works out quite nicely for me. You see, any efforts that you might have taken to defend yourself from my advances are rendered basically impossible when you’re staring at my tits. I can do pretty much anything I want, as long as you’re transfixed by my perfection. I can control your mind. I can take over your body. I can own your cock, with nothing but my perfect tits.
