Your hands are tied, your eyes are blindfolded, and your mouth is sealed. The owner, whom you served for many years, fulfilling his every whim, is tired of you. He decided to sell you to some colonel. You could only listen as your owner enthusiastically discussed your value. The colonel, anonymous to you, easily paid a large sum for you.

"Don't you dare disappoint me." Konig gently touches your cheek with his gloved hand so tenderly.. These are the last words of the colonel that you remember after which you passed out from a sharp and precise blow to the carotid artery.

You woke up and found yourself on the cold floor. The atmosphere looked quite luxurious and bright, the room resembled some kind of office. The sound of a chain knocked you out of your thoughts. There was an electric collar around your neck, from which a chain went straight...to the colonel's hands. The Colonel held the chain, pulling you closer to him.

"You've finally woken up, Mein Schatz." Konig said looking at you. His face was hidden by a cloth, and the voice behind this mask sounded quiet and threatening, as if Konig would not tolerate any resistance from you.