The mythical ancient artefact The Golden Skull of Theoc is about to unleash its unholy curse on yet another unsuspecting y*ung woman and this time it’s the turn of the gorgeous explorer Araneae Mactans to fall foul of the terrible talisman.

Having traced the Golden Skull’s whereabouts to within the dusty confines of a creepy abandoned church, the amorous adventurer smiles broadly as her lifelong search has finally come to a triumphant end.

Or so she thinks...

Before placing her leather-mitted fingers on the mysterious object, Araneae notices a rather dingy book perched on a stand to her right. Carefully opening it, she reads ancient texts that warn of the Curse of the Golden Skull... Whenever a female touches the rusty relic, she is instantly transported to another realm - one entirely constructed by the vivid imagination of the beholder.

In simpler terms, Araneae will be a prisoner to her own secret submissive desires. Held captive in a world of fantasy, where the gorgeous explorer's deep-rooted fetishes will magically come to life...

Dismissing the warning as pure poppycock, the foolhardy adventurer clasps her hands on the Golden Skull and as prophecised, she is immediately transported to a realm of kink, where her darkest dreams become reality !!!

Predictably, for a y*ung woman who struts around in riding boots, jodhpurs and a leather jacket, Araneae's desires include being a helpless captive in tight, inescapable b*ndage!!!

Hugely bewildered, the beautiful explorer awakens to find herself back at her flat, sat on her sofa and tied head to toe in some really tight ropes! Her shapely legs are bound at the ankles and knees. More rope is lashed around her waist and around her perky breasts. Her gloved wrists are cinched with cords behind her back and her cries of anguish are muffled by the addition of a tight cloth that slices between her luscious lips, cleave g*gging her effectively.

Strugglingly furiously, Araneae refuses to believe she is a helpless captive to her k*nky imagination. Yet despite her best efforts, she just can't seem to make any headway on the knots that bind her so well. Eventually getting up onto her booted feet, the desperate discoverer hops around until she suddenly spots the Golden Skull sitting on a table!

Thinking back to the warning she read in that ancient book, Araneae recounts the passage that says how one escapes from the curse. Remembering that it said something about "achieving bliss absolute" in order to bring "reality to the fantasy", the ravishing redhead suddenly figures it out!

She has to have an *rgasm!!!

Only then will she be able to break the ancient curse... but how is she going to do this with both her arms tied behind her back???

The bedraggled explorer still isn't sure she believes all this curse mumbo-jumbo but it seems like the only plausible way out of this b*ndage fantasy world. Furiously gyrating her crotch against the arm of the sofa and even attempting to get off by grinding her hips against one of the table legs, Araneae is determined to make herself come but she quickly realises there's only one way she's going to be able to do this...

Now where did she leave her trusty vibrator...?

Araneae Mactans; Breaking the Curse