Beauty & the beast

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Beauty becomes the Beast.

	Sylvia was opening up to Jane. They had worked together for 6 
weeks now. Sylvia was a beauty. "I love getting close to the guys" 
she said. "I love to watch the stirrings in their groins, when I 
touch their hands". "It's a control thing. It's their thing and I 
control it" she giggled. Jane just smiled ryely. "I bet you cant make 
Mike's cock stir" retorted Jane.

	Mike came in the office, later that afternoon. He was a 
strongly built man and quite handsome. Sylvia closed in. She chatted 
politely, fluttered her eyebrows, powted her lips. Touched his hand 
with hers gently. There wasn't any motion between his legs. She 
smiled and started to come on strong, embaressed by her lack of 
effect in front of Jane. She stroked his hair, arms, gave him views 
of her cleveage and legs before resigning herself to defeat.

	Sylvia came over, and whispered in her ear "Watch!". Jane 
watched. Sylvia straightened her index finger. Jane could not believe 
it. Motion in his trousers. "No" she thought. Then Jane bent her 
index finger, and his erection disappeared. Jane repeated the 
motioning and Mike's manhood repeated its actions synchronised to her 
finger motion. "How", she said. "It's a trick, yes?".

	"Drop them!", Jane demanded. Mike undid his trousers, stepped 
out of them, then slid off his briefs. Displaying his masculinity. 
Sylvia was speachless. Jane motioned her index finger up again and 
his penis rose to attention with the obedience of a soldier on drill.

	"Well, what do you think?" Jane asked. "It's big" said 
Sylvia. "Not that. Sod his cock. The control. That's real control."  
"You just tease them, but I control them".

	"Teach me" she whispered, still in shock. She whispered some 
instructions. Jane approached Mike tentatively. She held his balls, 
shouted "DOWN", and punched with all her might. The poor guy howled 
as his testicles where temporarily flattened between Sylvia's fist 
and palm. The pain invaded his whole body instantly. His knees gave 
way, and he fell. Sylvia was still standing however, holding tight to 
his balls. He was left with his head on the floor, and his body being 
supported by Sylvia by his balls. She looked down at his cock, it was 
limp. "Good" she said "Respect". "UP", she sneered, and tugged at his 
balls. And his cock rose to salute her.

	"Well, that's easy  isn't it". "I know what I'm going to do 
now. I'm going to train the guys not to get erections when I turn 
them on".