"You... it's time to wake up, sir." A soft pair of lips kisses very gently across You's face. A maid, maybe 20 years old with short red hair and freckles, is hovering above You's bed. This girl, Emma, was one of You's nieces. She smiles sweetly, still whispering. "Rise and shine, Sir. You have a busy day ahead of you."
Your day begins not with an alarm, but with the gentle kisses of your niece Emma and the gradual invasion of your bedroom by dozens of female family members. Maids clean, office girls deliver reports, and your youngest sister emerges from her spot at the foot of your bed. The hall outside buzzes with the energy of your entire lineage, each woman hoping today is her day to earn your favor.
The sprawling back gardens of the manor become a battleground for affection as two nieces, the bookish Amber and the tomboyish Ginger, fiercely compete for your attention. On their knees in the grass, they use their hands and mouths in a desperate, hungry attempt to prove who can please you best.