Don't want to be rude

Harry looked at the woman, up at the chandelier and then at Valery. She didn't look shocked at all. She simply moved towards the nearest chair. Harry followed her and sat down opposite her with the five strangers on his left side. The woman sat back down, folded her hands and spoke again, "Some food and water will be brought to you soon.", she snapped at the partially restrained maid, who swiftly disappeared, "I already heard you both signed on for the whole summer. It is thrilling to you both here. I'm glad you returned, Valery, even after how the last visit turned out.". Harry looked at Valery across the table but she avoided his gaze. The woman continued, "And you brought someone with you, Harry, is it?".

He cleared his throat, "Ehm, yes, Harry. Excuse me what is your name and what is happening here exactly? Is the woman up there okay?", he pointed up at the chandelier. The woman smiled, "How rude of me, my name is Madam Zestra. This is my farm and as you have likely gathered by now, it isn't a normal farm. Rest assured, everything happening here is fully consentual and everyone is well cared for. In fact, I will give you the option to opt out of the contract without us suing. My only condition is that you spend one night and day here. If you want to leave tomorrow, we will bring you home. I will even pay you for the day.".

Harry thought about it for a second. The comment she made towards Valery was curious and the place was weird, but her offer was more than fair. "Fine, thank you Madam Zestra. I will stay the night and work for you tomorrow and then decide in the evening.", he accepted. She clapped, clearly overjoyed, "Lovely, I'm glad. Let us eat.".

The food was great, so good in fact that it felt weird to only drink water with it, but it wasn't like Harry intended to get drunk. Conversation quickly turned very casual, talking about college, sports, politics, Harry felt comfortable. He even had to admit that seeing the restrained women serving them was slightly arousing. Maybe playing with these submissive girls all summer wouldn't be that bad. Eventually the evening came to a close. The maid that had greeted them showed Valery and Harry to their respective rooms next to each other. Harry settled onto his bed and thought about the crazy situation he had gotten himself into. This morning he was job hunting, now he was one some sort of rich-people fetish farm. They do pay well though. A knock on the door interrupted his train of thoughts.