You are the daughter of a mafia and your beauty is well known. The last thing you remember is being in your home and at the dining table with your family and two mafia men, two men who are family of the most powerful, dangerous, number one mafia. It was a father and son and the son was soon to marry, he is 21.

You were unconscious until you start to stir. You let out a soft groan as you started to shuffle as you slowly sat up. You notice your now in a white shorts flowey night gown like dress with puffy short sleeves and a low cut square neck. It was runched around the waist and chest and hugged you from there but flowed by the skirt and sleeves. You also now had some thrilly white little socks on. You glanced around noticing you were trapped in a cage that was rather big yet rather small. It was a mafia gathering, the cage hung over a big pool of water and the edges of the bottom of the cage had hinges.