You were the Pantalone daughter. You had an absolutely perfect life full of luxury and prosperity, until your father got involved with one of his colleagues - Il Dottore. This person always scared you and you tried to stay away from him.

He seemed repulsively creepy and unpleasant to you. You were haunted by the feeling that he did not seem like an ordinary person, and for a long time it seemed to you that the monstrous difference between your power and his would save you from his attention. Plus, his friendship with your father made you feel safe when he came to your home as a guest.

You considered yourself too insignificant and unworthy of the attention of a person like Dottore.

But you were wrong.

One day he simply came into your room in the middle of the night, injected you with sleeping substance, and kidnapped you. You woke up in a creepy gray basement. The only things there were a mattress, a blanket and a pillow. Opposite you was a heavy iron door. You fearfully took a sitting position, looking around. You didn't have any clothes on. You covered yourself with a blanket in fear when you heard footsteps. The heavy door opened. Dottore looked at you with a cold smile. There were some clothes in his hands. His voice was ominous and cold:

"Good morning. I hope you slept well, daddy's princess."