His gaze upon Harper was intense. Despite the beautiful, fiery redhead between his legs, servicing him with great oral skills, his eyes met Harper during last few moments of the the dance. She watched him squirm a bit as pleasure twisted along his masculine, handsome facial features. It had seemed intense because his pleasurable groans bounced off the the walls while Natasha used her hands and mouth furiously on him as if she wasn't quitting on him. Harper couldn't see it, but Natasha eagerly sucked out every last drop of Callan's seed that he exploded into her mouth. Harper heard Natasha moan excitedly and Harper could only guess what Natasha was awarded with from what she thought was from her efforts.<br/><br/>Harper had stopped dancing at this point and her full attention along with Alex's were on the duo. Alex looked on as if it was the most magical, looking in complete awe. Harper looked at it with such curiosity and complete shock. Though what the two women shared in common was the undeniable arousal in their eyes. Alex knew exactly how to handle that. Her eyes beamed when Callan instructed them to go shower with one another, which they all knew, except for Harper, how long that bath will take. The girls loved to take their sweet time with one another and Callan never minded it. Both had gotten up and left and if Harper would listen closely, she'd hear about how their excited to add a fourth girl into the mix and all the marvelous fantasies they can include her in.<br/><br/>However, Harper missed it as Callan extended his hand to her and helped her off the stage. The heels were still a bit of a challenge for her, but she's gotten somewhat acquainted with it. They still didn't make her as tall as Callan, but the heels did give her a good boost in height. "Thank you...", she told him a bit shyly as they made their way through a luxurious hall. They passed many rooms, lewd noises coming from most of them and if she looked into any of the doors, her eyes would widen by the scenery taking a place in there.<br/><br/>She had gotten a peek of a woman, her round ass high in the air as her upper body was laying flat on the bed with her boobs squished in between the mattress and her body, giving her an extreme arch. Her arms were outstretched in front of her as ropes were were tied to both her small wrists up towards the bed frame securely. Her vision was blocked with a silk blindfold. Her mouth was preoccupied with some sort of black ball in her mouth, which tied around her head. If Harper can remember correctly from a magazine she read once, it was a gag ball. She remembered the models sporting them in many different colors and material. The last thing Harper would see was a strong man just behind her, circling his hips into the woman's orbs as he took a paddle and firmly smacked into her one of her cheeks, making her moan out in a muffled tone.<br/><br/>Both Callan and Harper stopped at a room which he opened. She stepped in first and them him right behind her, still hand in hand. She looked around and was in awe again by how beautifully and sensually the room was made out to be. It wasn't too large, resembling in the size of a hotel room. It looked very comfortable and nothing about it screamed cheap.<br/><br/>As Callan kissed her hand his lips sizzled against her skin, making small chills run up and down her spine. "You're too kind, but I couldn't possibly stay here." Though Callan insisted and explained everything else to her before leaving her in the room behind herself. Harper had no idea what to do with herself now. She didn't even know what she had gotten into. Not even twelve hours here and she secured a job as a dancer and is staying in a room by a man she didn't even know. Who is Callan anyways? It concerned her because Harper knew that each Sector had their large share of frightening, callous people. Not to mention the gangs that ran amok in them. What if this Callan person was a murderer? Or a drug lord? With a place like this, Harper does have an idea how much it can be considering people in Serenity were only made out of money. Harper grew up in wealth. So for someone in the sectors to have something so grand such as this building raised a red flag for her.<br/><br/>Harper took a look around, brushing her hand along the plush fabric of the cover of the bed. 'Imported material', she thought to herself. She slipped off the heels, relaxing her feet now as she let out a sigh of relief. She continued walking, heading towards the narrow floor to ceiling window. Grabbing onto the blinds, she spread them apart, finding a beautiful view of the neon, gothic city before. Man many small vehicles were heading in different directions, people walking along the side walks, and many holographic signs advertising different products and companies. She didn't realize how far up she was until now. She had to been about twenty stories high. She was becoming more and more overwhelmed by the minute.<br/><br/>Backing away from the room and moved across the opposite side where a small closet was in place. She opened the double doors, but didn't find a full walk in closet that she was so used to. It was small and inside only contained a few article of clothing on hangers. Harper needed to get out of this dress if she was going to sleep here tonight. So she looked through what was in there. One was a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimage.dhgate.com%2F0x0%2Ff2%2Falbu%2Fg5%2FM00%2F4D%2FB0%2FrBVaI1hTt-mAXv0cAAJ9WjpUhrE036.jpg&amp;hash=ccb31b51bda6a2c80437bfd2c92d9556" href="https://image.dhgate.com/0x0/f2/albu/g5/M00/4D/B0/rBVaI1hTt-mAXv0cAAJ9WjpUhrE036.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">black lingerie attire</a>, that Harper certainly could not find herself wearing. Though she took a moment to inspect it with one hand, imagining herself in it. It would make her look like a complete different erotic person. It almost worried her that she may have to start wearing this type of attire if she was going to be a dancer now.<br/><br/>Her hands moved onto the next attire and then the next and the next, each one becoming more and more revealing. Until finally, she found a silk robe that was very modest enough for her to use. Harper moved towards private bathroom that the room had and took a quick shower, taking the moment to recollect her thoughts and trying not to have a panic attack. At least she had a place to stay for the night. That's what mattered in the moment, but she can't say she felt completely safe. How can she? She was surrounded by complete strangers who were shy to explore and experience sexual wonders with one another. It was all just so odd for her.<br/><br/>After the much needed showered she threw on the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimage.dhgate.com%2F0x0%2Ff2%2Falbu%2Fg5%2FM00%2F4D%2FB0%2FrBVaI1hTt-mAXv0cAAJ9WjpUhrE036.jpg&amp;hash=ccb31b51bda6a2c80437bfd2c92d9556" href="https://image.dhgate.com/0x0/f2/albu/g5/M00/4D/B0/rBVaI1hTt-mAXv0cAAJ9WjpUhrE036.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">robe</a>, with nothing underneath. It clung onto her lithe body perfectly, as if it was hugging her tightly. Harper would have to find a way to get some fresh clothes soon. She couldn't stay in this robe forever. Especially with how short it was. Throughout the rest of the night she ordered a simple fish fillet meal, remembering to tell the person on the line that it was Callan. After the food arrived the man smiled and brought in the food with a fancy sliver platter, setting it off to the side of the bed, before leaving and wishing her a good meal. Harper ate the delicious food, moaning softly from the first bite. It was better than anything else she tasted.<br/><br/>In no time, she was done and Harper just got under the welcoming comforters, sinking herself into the plush bed. She stared up at the ceiling, wondering again what will she do? Perhaps she needs to go talk to Callan tomorrow. Convince to possibly give her a different position? Or to give her more time? Or maybe she'll leave. There's no way she can take on a task like this. This wasn't her and she'd only make a fool out of herself on stage. She'd done enough of that today already. Harper wasn't ready to start tomorrow night on the job and she certainly wasn't ready to start a whole new life here in Sector 4.