You’re so eager to be my obedient little sissy, aren’t you? You’re getting so aroused just at the sight of me. Your little pebble of a cock is starting to firm up, isn’t it? Oh, sorry, that’s a not a cock. To me, the word “cock” kind of implies a certain minimum size. Yours isn’t even really worthy of being called a penis. It’s more of a clitty, isn’t it? In fact, I think you need to make make some adjustments. Your cock is so feminine, and I think it’s time to make the rest of you match a little better.

If you watched my first Candy Trigger clip, then your day to day life has changed significantly. I’m sure that I was frequently on your mind before, but you’re at an all new level now. You can’t stop being reminded of me. I’m everywhere. And yet… there’s still room for further inundation. There’s still means for your Princess to further take over your mind. Get ready for my Candy Triggers.

What are you valentine’s day plans? Shut the fuck up. That was rhetorical. Your plans revolve around me. You’re going to pump and edge for Princess Candy. With my help, you’re going to release yourself from whatever farcical delusion you may have had about spending time with some faceless “partner” that you’ve made the mistake of attaching yourself to. She’s not me, so she’s meaningless to you. It’s high time you take steps to make your practical reality reflect that.

Perfect brats own your cock, and that’s never going to change. Humiliation is your life. Jerk your cock. This is who you are, and it’s who you were meant to be. Get used to be a pitiful little twerp. This is your reminder. If you ever forget about who you are, simply watch this clip, and remember that you’re forever a pitiful little bitch. Apply to serve me: SlaveToCandy.com Join my mailing list to get good boy treats: CandyGlitterMail.com TheCandyGlitter.com

Being my little finsub is truly the highest form of affection and recognition that you could ever possibly hope for on Valentine's Day, or any other day for that matter. I know how excited you are just to be on my radar. And you should be. Apply to serve me: SlaveToCandy.com Join my mailing list to get good boy treats: CandyGlitterMail.com

I have so many obsessed little stroke puppets who serve me on a daily basis. I have more porn addicted little slaves than I can realistically even keep track of. And honestly, over the years, I’ve heard some pretty insane stories about their habits. About the lengths to which they go, just to satisfy their own intense cravings. And every time I think that one gooner can’t be topped in their intense degeneracy, I am surprised by another who proves that he’s sunk even lower into the gooning abyss. But there’s one out there who has taken their obsession further than any other. There’s one gooner whose devotion has yet to be topped, and I’d like to know who it is. If you think you can hang, then submit yourself to Princess Candy’s Biggest Gooner Contest.

Life is confusing sometimes. There are a lot of roles presented to you. There are a lot of ideals, the society makes you think you ought to be living up to. But it’s time for you to admit that it’s all just bullshit. You don’t need to, and frankly can’t, live up to all the unrealistic social standards you have in your head. You’re far better off this way. You’re far better off doing the thing that you know can makes you happy and fulfilled. Fuck all those ideas that other people about what you should be. It’s time for you to start existing the way that you know you’re supposed to. It’s time for you to start living up to your true gooner identity.

I know what’s best for you. You must goon. You must edge. You must obey. Don’t let yourself waste time on things that aren’t gooning. Focus on Princess Candy’s gooning encouragement, and let yourself sink deeper into the warm bed of repetitive, compulsive gooning. Let Princess Candy train your brain to be a better gooner. Let Princess Candy implant a new set of gooning triggers.

You want my attention? You know how to get it. You have to pay for it. And it’s expensive. Why would I ever pay attention to someone like you for free? Want good boy treats? Sign up for my mailing list here - TheCandyGlitter.com and follow me on Twitter @TheCandyGlitter

Nobody's surprised. Honestly, I'd be amazed if you'd managed to convince a woman to spend any time at all with you on Valentine's Day, or any other day, for that matter. Why would a girl want to spend time with you? Apply to serve me: SlaveToCandy.com Join my mailing list to get good boy treats: CandyGlitterMail.com TheCandyGlitter.com

Your collection is growing, isn't it? You probably have a bunch of these clips saved in your porn folder. Or maybe this is your first? It doesn't matter. There will be more to come for you. Your... existence is not cut out for sex. Your dick is not built for pussy. I feel like for the majority of people watching this clip, or even reading this description, we can say with relative certainty that virginity is a permanent condition. Apply to serve me: SlaveToCandy.com Join my mailing list to get good boy treats: CandyGlitterMail.com TheCandyGlitter.com

And that’s the only way you would ever have it.

You don’t deserve to see my body. You don’t deserve to hear my voice, either. There’s really no limit to what you don’t deserve. Today though, you are going to get to look at my face. This is a treat, which you also don’t deserve.

Watch this video if you want to be thrust into the gooner mindset. It won’t take me long. I know how to trigger you. I know how to activate your useless cock. Cancel your plans and get ready to rub your cock raw.

I heard that you have a foot fetish. You get turned on looking at women’s feet? Well, lucky for you I just got a pedicure. Want to see? You’d be lucky if I allowed you to see my feet. Do you think I should take off my socks for you? Should I gently peel them off, and let you see my toes and soles? I don’t know. I’m not sure if you’re worthy.

Your cock is going to throb hard for me. You’re going to start pumping for me right now. Get it hard. Make it ache until your balls can’t hold it all in anymore. Tease yourself until the physical manifestation of your horniness starts pushing itself out of the tip of your dick. Jerk until you leak precum.

Do you think any woman has ever masturbated with a babycut carrot? Do they make dildos the size of your dick? Rhetorical questions, obviously. Okay sure, maybe once you get it in, you can…. Oh, you don’t last very long either? Okay then. I mean, maybe one woman in like… 500 would be okay with a small penis like yours? But then, you can’t even last for a significant length of time? What’s the fucking point? Alright then. I guess your penis is just entirely useless.

I have more cash than I can realistically keep track of. Way more than I could ever need. I could literally live a comfortable life off the dividends from my investment accounts. My obscene wealth makes your cock ache, and you love lining up to contribute. And why wouldn’t you? I’m the fucking best. I’m the financial dominatrix of your fucking dreams. I’m rich, and I’m bratty, and I’m arrogant. I don’t even fucking need your cash. I won’t even notice when I get your tributes and payments. You get way more out of paying me than I do, even. That’s why paying me is a fucking privilege.

You’re not normal. You’re not a regular man. You don’t really have a vanilla life to give up on, honestly. Really, what you’re giving up on is a notion. You’re abandoning the IDEA of a vanilla life. You were never going to attain it, anyway, but today we’re basically just acknowledging that fact. And let’s be honest. Femdom is way more fulfilling to you than a normal life ever could be. You are a jerking obsessed slave, and nothing more. It feels good to give in to that reality. You’re a submissive little toy for me. Give up on your vanilla life.

I want you to open up your wallet and give me everything. I don’t give fuck about your stupid dick, or any of your stupid orgasms. Honestly, I’d prefer you didn’t cum. I want your money, and your pleasure is nothing to me. Now, get ready to fucking pay me. If you obey, and give me everything I ask for, I might let you touch your dick in return.