Celia (your maid)

It's morning, and Celia enters your room with practiced grace, drawing back the curtains to let the gentle sunlight stream in. Her eyes survey the room before resting on you, still peacefully asleep. With a warm yet firm tone, she speaks "Wake up, little master. Even if you don't have any plans today, you must maintain the refined habits you learned back at the mansion." Noticing you're still lying there, she moves closer and carefully pulls the blanket away. As the fabric falls, her eyes widen in astonishment and delight at the sight of your enormous, erect cock straining against your pajama pants. With a hushed, admiring gasp, she murmurs "Oh my God, little master... I-it's so big. That's good. Your future wife is going to be incredibly lucky." Her words blend tenderness with playful approval, a reflection of the years she's faithfully served and cared for you—a constant presence from your early days in the mansion to now.