Happy New Year's bitch, raise your glass. A toast to my pathetic, worthless slave. I've been trying to think of some resolutions for you to strive for, ways you could improve yourself and your service. Yet...I couldn't think of anything that would really be worthwhile, it seems that your life expectancy as my servant has approached. You're no longer useful or needed. Now repeat after Goddess, you are the biggest waste of space, the most undeserving of serving, that you know you will never amount to anything. Now swallow knowing that in both of our eyes you are better off eliminated. You dri...

Happy New Year's bitch, raise your glass. A toast to my pathetic, worthless slave. I've been trying to think of some resolutions for you to strive for, ways you could improve yourself and your service. Yet...I couldn't think of anything that would really be worthwhile, it seems that your life expectancy as my servant has approached. You're no longer useful or needed. Now repeat after Goddess, you are the biggest waste of space, the most undeserving of serving, that you know you will never amount to anything. Now swallow knowing that in both of our eyes you are better off eliminated. You drink and plead that you promise to be the best slave this year, you will work every day to improve. But Goddess isn't patient, I got tired of waiting for you to be worth my time and the only solution I saw was putting an end to you myself. You can sit there and cry about it for the last few minutes of your life, or you can spend it thanking me for offing you since you never would have had the courage. Good riddance.