Fluffy white towel falls to floor when Biff orders Tanya to drop it. She stands naked before him, twirls to display womanly assets, caresses breast, reaches for vagina. Relishing the show, Biff makes progressively explicit demands. Echoes of exquisite agony bounce off bedroom walls. Tanya can control function of mouth, eyes, brain, but nothing beneath shivering neck. Biff laughs cruelly. "I spiked your shower gel with magic elixir." he says slowly, making sure the words sink into her soul. "Now I control your body. Soon your flesh will morph into a plastic shell, turning you into my own ete... Show more