Slap her until she comes to, then tell her to go fetch a bottle of champagne. And another bat.

It takes a while for you to slap some sense into the maid, but eventually her eyes roll back into focus.

"You," you tell her. "I'm only half-way done with you. But I'm getting thirsty, and I need you to take that soggy twat of yours downstairs and find a bottle of champagne and two glasses."

"Fine. But remember, if you fuck me again, Bruno will be back."

The maid sullenly lifts herself out of the puddle of jizz, and starts to leave.

"About Bruno. Find him a new bat, will you?"

"Yes, Mister," she says, glaring at you over her shoulder.