Let yourself be enchanted by the dark magic of lust with this Tower of Doom dildo! This tower of stacked skulls has countless unique grooves and ridges, and the thick shaft is made to stretch your dark holes! It is made of high-quality, silky smooth, phthalate-free silicone and has a soft exterior and a firm, flexible core that is body-safe. Use only water-based lubricant for best results. Thanks to the strong suction cup base, you can attach it to any flat surface and ride hands-free. It is harness-compatible, so you can enjoy it with a partner or attach the harness to a chair or bench. Enjoy your kinky cosplay, fantasy role-play, and masturbation with this fantasy dildo! After play, wash it with warm water and mild soap, then spray it with a toy cleaner and let it air dry. Cibella stands at the edge of the cliff, looking out at the raging storm. Her hair is tossed back and forth by the wind. The sky is gray, lightning flashes, and a rumbling roar echoes through the valley as an ogre screams magic into the air. She stands there and turns to face you. Her eyes are silver and opaque, her face as stern and immovable as steel, and her body as beautiful as a goddess. The black and gray priestess dress she wears does not do justice to her beauty. In her hand she holds a knife with a bloody tip. In her other hand is blood. She must have cut herself to release the blood magic. She comes toward you. You are bound and tied to a stone altar, gagged with a cloth. Next to you stands a small tower of pale white skulls with smoky lines on them. She takes her bloody hand and rubs it over the skulls, which turn red. Then she nods to her servants, who free you from the ropes on the stone and lift you up. They carry you to the skull tower and begin to lower you down. You start to protest, but your cries are muffled and no one cares to help you. These are all her people, and she is determined to perform this ritual. Another clap of thunder and a flash of lightning. You feel the first skull begin to open your hole, and you tense up to prevent it from entering you, but the blood makes it slippery. There must be something magical about it, because it warms as it touches your body, and you begin to open up despite your efforts to prevent the skulls from penetrating you. You go deeper and deeper, and with each new skull stretching you, you feel more and more intoxicated by the magic and the blood. The storm rages around you, but in its center she stands, her face stern, as the men move you up and down on the skulls, and even though you don't want to, you climax! They pull you up, she grabs the tower of skulls and lifts it into the sky as lightning strikes the ritual is complete!