

As the clock strikes midnight, signaling the end of another year, I'm reminded that there's one last thing you need to take care of, my pathetic little slave. You know what that is, don't you? It's time to pay your small penis tax, the final installment of the year. And let me tell you, I'm not feeling generous. You've had all year to prove yourself, to try and impress me with your pitiful attempts at masculinity. But let's be real, you've failed miserably. So, now it's time to pay the price. Send me your tribute, and don't even think about trying to shortchange me. I expect a generous offering, or else... well, let's just say you won't be ringing in the new year with a smile on your face. So, get to it, and don't waste my time. The clock is ticking, and I'm waiting. ðŸ¤