Daring adventurer and terrific treasure hunter Melodie Croft is on the hunt for the mythical Golden Skull of Skollersta but doesn't reckon upon some sneaky opposition...

Arriving at the seemingly unoccupied apartment where the ravishing redhead expects to find the ancient artefact, Melodie quickly locates the small statuette and admires the relic in all its splendour, not noticing the shadowy figure walking in through the door behind her.

With her attention diverted, rival relic hunter Sven van Doodlysquat surprises the beautiful explorer, who has l*ttle choice but to hand over the treasure she worked so hard to discover.

After taking the skull for himself, the vile villain ties Miss Croft up on a chair, lashing her ankle booted feet to one of the legs and crushing her arms behind her back. The defeated adventurer thrashes about and angrily barks obscenities at her cruel captor, who simply laughs and taunts the helpless heroine by holding the Golden Skull directly in front of her face.

Squirming and writhing in the tight b*ndage Doodlysquat has bound her in, Melodie can do nothing as she feels the snug ropes squeeze into her luscious body. With her arms tied tightly behind her back, she pushes out her firm breasts, which poke out into the skin tight fabric of her olive green turtleneck sweater and groans feebly.

As she continues to angrily snap at her captor, the vile fiend finally has enough of her trash talking and quickly shuts her up with a silk scarf pulled tightly between her lips and knotted securely behind her head, cleave-g*gging the helpless explorer most effectively.

Bidding the bound beauty farewell, the sinister Swede departs and leaves Melodie alone to face the music. She went to all that trouble to find the whereabouts of the Golden Skull, only to have done all the hard work for her beastly rival and has now lost the artefact to that ghastly individual.

But now, the gorgeous explorer faces a more troubling worry. The ropes she is bound in are terribly tight and despite her best efforts, they simply will not budge. Even getting up on her feet and hopping about won't work as her ankles are still tethered to one of the chair legs!

Eventually finding her way down onto the floor, Melodie rolls around helplessly as her shapely butt cheeks, squeezed inside a pair of tight brown leather shorts, wiggle back and forth in the air as the bound redhead groans and moans pathetically.

The hopeless adventurer has lost the treasure and now she's about to lose a whole lot more!

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