In an Manhattan office.

Karen Starr was sitting at the head of an oval conference table. Hands folded in front of her, as other things occupied her mind while she waited for her board of directors to arrive for their monthly meeting. It had been just over six months since that fateful evening at the gala. What was supposed to be a standard showing off their latest product, turned into a showing of something else entirely. Images of what happened, what she did, spread around the world like wildfire. Within the hour, every major site had reported on it. Within a day, every porn site had some footage of it on their site. Her reputation had tanked overnight. The image of a strong businesswoman was gone, and everyone saw her as a wanton slut, who got off on the attention. Predictably, her business reputation took a big hit as well, and their contracts dried up almost overnight.

An investigation by her associates showed that it was the result of a targeted attack made by a powerful psionic person. That had switched people's opinion about her behaviour from what it was, to that of a victim. But unfortunately, the damage was done by then. Business picked up again, but the events of that night still lingered in the back of people's minds with every contract meeting she had since. In the streets, she would still get pointed at, or leered at by random people. And even though her lawyers cracked down hard on every site or magazine that tried to profit from that moment, it was virtually impossible to get rid of it completely. it had made its way onto the internet, and it was going to stay there, probably forever.

To test a theory, she had gotten online after one glass of wine too many and had tried to find it, just to see how easy or hard it would be. Ten minutes in a basic search engine, was all it took to get a list of sites that had images, clips, and in a few cases, the entire thing. All locked behind a premium membership, of course. A part of her was somewhat flattered that people were willing to pay quite a hefty sum to get access to those files, but it still angered her that people made money off her shame, her humiliation. Attempts to get the footage taken down were all futile, as most sites had changed enough to get around the copyright protection laws.

But the absolute worst of it all was the fact that she couldn't get the images out of her head. They had run tests, and whatever influence that psychic attack had over her, was completely gone. So that left only one conclusion, she remembered them of her power. More than one night had her waking up, drenched in sweat, with her hands either between her legs, or mauling her impressive breasts. She remembered how all those images and sensations affected her, how desire and lust had filled her being. And more than anything, she clearly remembered how hard she had come. How she was utterly powerless to resist the sexual onslaught inside her mind, and how it directly translated to her body. Just thinking of it now was enough to make her insides tingle. Not wanting to get distracted like that, not with this meeting about to start, she instead focused her attention on something else. Or rather, someONE else.

Walking around the conference table was her assistant, diligently making sure that everything was in order for the meeting. This was her new assistant, since her old one had resigned days after the incident, not wanting to work for a woman who behaved as she had. But even though she had only started working for Karen recently, she had quickly proven her worth to the blonde businesswoman/superheroine. Esther, as the woman was called, was as average as you can get. Being of average height, and build. Just tall enough to be noticed, but not so tall that she stood out, with an athletic build, and average breasts. The only things that truly stood out, were her flaming red hair that almost shone in the light and her bright emerald green eyes that sparkled with barely contained mirth behind delicate framed glasses. She always had that look as if she knew things you didn't and was amused by your ignorance of what she thought was obvious. She was also calm, controlled, and businesslike when at work, and an expert at becoming unnoticeable when she wasn't needed.

Karen was eyeing her as she moved a glass around to sit more neatly in front of a chair, and a warm feeling filled her body. This had been happening for a while now, ever since that night, she found that her sexuality had become more active than normal, and things she used to ignore, suddenly became sources of attraction. And one such source, was the unassumingly beautiful woman moving around the table with a clear purpose. Esther must have felt her boss's eyes on her, as she tilted her head so she could look at Karen. For a moment, their eyes met, and to Karen, her world came to a screeching standstill. The warm feeling intensified until she felt uncomfortably hot. A shiver of desire ran down her spine, settling inside her pussy, which was quickly becoming wet. She discretely rubbed her legs together as her arousal flared higher and higher, until Esther broke eye contact, and continued to finish up preparations.

As quickly as it started, the rush of arousal disappeared, leaving only a smouldering heat that had her squirming in her comfortable leather chair. With a huff, she got up from the chair and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window that ran almost the entire length of the circular conference room. Her thoughts were a violent swirl of emotions as her desires for Ester clashed violently with her professional ethics. She had never experienced such a strong pull towards another woman, and the intensity scared her in a way few things did. Staring out over the city skyline, she tried her best to get her emotions back under control, there was a meeting to attend soon.

"Everything is in order miss Starr. Is there anything else that you wish to be done?"

Karen turned around to reply and whatever words she wanted to say disappeared from her mind the moment she saw Esther standing in front of her. That stance, both introverted and confident at the same time. That outfit was a perfect blend of being professional and seductive. The way it hugged her chest, made her mouth water as she imagined how perfectly her smaller breasts would fit in Karen's hands. And those glasses, glasses should not make a person that sexy.

It was a simple design. A delicate frame of strengthened plastic alloys, and slender square glasses. It was one of those experimental smart glasses they had developed. Esther had volunteered to test them, and Karen had to admit that the way the microcomputer projected information on the lenses in front of her eyes with a tap on the frame was quite convenient. Esther could look up information and have it ready for Karen to read without the hustle of requesting it via phone. On one side, she could see the small black lens of a micro camera, and with her super eyesight, she saw the radio waves being emitted from the device as it sent out and received a constant stream of information.

Karen took all this in, looking at her assistant as her desires flared up once again. For weeks this had been happening now, and she felt like she couldn't hold back any longer. She stepped towards Esther, and in one smooth motion, grabbed the red-head by the back of her head, and pulled her close. Before the smaller woman could react, Karen had already captured her lips with her own.

For a fraction of a second, time stood still as Karen realised what she had done. She wanted to stop, to release her hold on her assistant. But those lips were too soft for her to resist in her current state. And she tasted the sweet taste of strawberries as she ran her tongue against Esther's lips. For a moment nothing happened, before Esther's lips parted, and the other woman deepened the kiss with a soft moan. Taking it as a sign of permission, and her pent-up feelings finally free, Karen pushed her tongue into Esther's mouth, and the two women began a passionate game of wrestling for dominance.

Karen's hands had not remained idle either. After letting go of her head, she began to let her hands wander across the redhead's body, memorizing how soft and warm she felt. As her hands reached Esther's chest, she hungrily took hold of them. Just as she imagined, they were the perfect size to fit neatly into her hands. She cupped and squeezed them softly, losing herself in the moment as she savoured the feeling against her hands. If it felt this good now, how would they feel when they were naked.

Esther meanwhile had embraced the situation with equal fervour. And while their mouths remained locked together in a passionate kiss, her own hands had begun to explore Karen's body. She shivered as she felt Esther's slender hands move across her back, going lower and lower until they rested on her perfectly shaped behind. She felt Esther's hand grab hold of them, and after giving them a good squeeze, pulled Karen's hips firmly against her own. This extra contact, as well as the way she began to grind her lower body against Karen's, made the blonde woman moan loudly.

Not satisfied with just that, and fully taking advantage of that her boss was lost in playing with her breasts, Esther moved one hand to the front, and deftly slipped her hand inside Karen's skirt. The sudden contact of warm fingers against her pulsing slit made it that Karen broke the kiss. She threw her head back a bit, and with her eyes closed, moaned loudly again as Esther's fingers began to rub against her panties, exactly where her pussy and clit were.

Karen moved one hand from Esther's breast and used it to grab the redhead's wrist. She opened her eyes, and for a moment, her baby blue eyes stared longingly into Esther's emerald green. Esther gave her hand a twitch, and the nail of one of her fingers scraped sharply against her pantie-covered clit. This caused Karen to release her hold on her assistant's wrist, and the rush of pleasure made her weak in the knees. She instinctively took a single step back, until her back hit the glass window with a hollow *THUD*. Esther pressed her advantage, and increased the pressure she put on Karen's pussy, noticing how wet her panties already were. Karen was writhing against the glass wall, her hips thrusting back and forth in time with Esther's fingers, her head resting against the glass as she stared blindly at the ceiling, and her breath was heavy as the pleasure she felt rose higher and higher.

Tiedeleditie tiedeledie. Tiedeleditie tiedeledie. Tiedeleditie tie....

At the start of the sound, Esther's hand abruptly disappeared, and Karen was brought back to reality with a sudden shock. She lowered her head just in time to see Esther tap the side of her glasses, and the sound stopped, while a blinking clock was displayed in small numbers in a corner of one of the lenses. 9:58, only two minutes until the meeting was scheduled to begin. Karen looked at Esther, and she noticed the flushed cheeks of the other woman, the last moment had affected her as well.

"Now that wasn't exactly proper workplace ethics, miss Starr."

Esther said, and her eyes showed that damned mirth again. She was straightening her clothes, to hide any traces of what just happened, and Karen quickly began to do the same.

"Not proper. But not entirely unwanted either."

Having regained enough of her normal business persona, Karen replied.

"My company, so I can decide what is proper workplace ethics."

Esther gave a soft hum as she finished straightening her clothes before she returned her eyes to Karen. The moment she did, Karen once again felt her desires towards the other woman spike, and her thoroughly drenched pussy convulsed at the memory of her fingers.

"Interesting. Perhaps we should discuss this in more detail later when there are fewer people to... bother us."

Esther leaned in close and stood on the tips of her toes so she could bring her mouth level with Karen's ear.

"Though I should warn you, I have very, specific, expectations, where my lovers are concerned. Do you think you can meet them, Karen?"

Esther stepped back, and before Karen could react, the door on the other side of the room opened, and a small group of five women began to enter.

As the five women who made up her small board of directors all took a place at the table, Karen noticed that Esther had drifted towards a corner by the door. From there, she had a perfect view of the entire room, and could easily intercept whoever opened the door.

For a moment, Karen's eyes stayed glued on her assistant, and her pussy convulsed at just the thought of feeling Esther's fingers on her pussy again. How she said to discuss what happened later suggested she was eager for more. Karen couldn't wait for that time to come. But first, there was a meeting to attend. She made her way to the head of the table, where her seat was left empty. Ordering her mind, and pushing all thoughts of green-eyed redheads and the things they could do to her away, Karen opened the meeting.

An hour later, Karen was listening to a woman speaking in detail about some project they were working on, and the projected results so far. She had to admit, her mind wasn't entirely paying attention, and she discretely cast her eyes across the room to see how the rest of her all-female board reacted. Two appeared equally bored as her, and the other two were only paying polite attention. Even when listening with half an ear, Karen could see that the project was going well, but the way the woman presented it was so, fucking, boring. A rush of warmth filled her body, and she turned her head ever so slightly towards the door, where Esther was still standing patiently. The younger woman had her face turned towards the group, and she moved it just so that her mesmerizing eyes crossed Karren's.

The warmth began to intensify until she was burning with desire. A desire that was aimed at a singular person. She squirmed in her chair, and as she did, she felt her wet pussy rubbing against her panties. She had to bite her tongue to prevent herself from moaning. She balled her hands to not plunge them between her legs and repeated to herself to wait until later. It would all be worth it. Esther turned her head to check on the other women at the table, and Karen felt her body relax. She had noticed the connection between Esther's attention on her, and the sudden spiking of her desires, but it has been happening for several months now, so she no longer considered it weird.

She returned her focus to the woman still droning on about her project but repositioned herself in such a way that she always had her assistant in her sight. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed Esther silently step away from the door, and move towards a small table placed against the wall. She picked something from it and approached the group in the least noticeable way possible. She was holding a pitcher of chilled water and began to fill the glasses she had earlier set at each spot. Without drawing any attention to herself, she managed to fill three of the six glasses and was now about to fill the fourth.

It belonged to the woman sitting directly opposite Karen, and to fill the glass, Esther had to lean down. When she did so, Karen found she had a perfect, unobstructed line of sight into her cleavage, and she found she had a hard time looking away. Memories of earlier came back, and her hands remembered how Esther's smaller breasts filled her hands just right. At that moment, blue met green as Esther looked up across the table. A knowing smirk told Karen the other woman knew exactly what she was doing, but the memories combined with the fresh flood of desire made it that she couldn't care. Al she cared about, was that the woman finally stopped talking because that would mean they were that much closer to the end, and the promised continuation of what they started.

Esther meanwhile, was secretly more than pleased with today's results. For months now, she had subtly worked on Karen. And today was finally the day her work was starting to pay off. Her mind was going miles a minute, making plans and backup plans. And if everything proceeded as they were so far, then by the end of the day, Karen would be hers.

For little did anyone know, but Esther was an undercover agent from Pravum. She was placed here with a specific purpose; to seduce the mighty Powergirl and bring her to heel. Once under control, a specialist would step in to take over her company, and begin to discretely funnel her money and influence towards a more useful cause. Meanwhile, Powergirl, or Karen, or however you wanted to call her, would be reduced to nothing more than a face. Well, perhaps if she had enough control, she could use her for other things as well. Things that did not require her to be in these boring meetings for hours on end. Things that would not require her target to wear formfitting business clothes. Or any clothes at all, for that matter.

To help her achieve that goal, Esther had been given Pravum's most recent, and potentially most dangerous asset to date; Emma Frost. The former White queen had been carefully conditioned to use her significant psionic powers to manipulate or alter a person's mind. The downside here was that she needed to create a live video link to Pravum headquarters from which Emma could project her power. She had feared that she would need to install dozens of hidden cameras throughout the office to create enough vision zones for Emma to work most efficiently, but a stroke of luck came her way not long after "Applying" for the recently opened job of Karen's assistant. It turned out that Starr industries had developed an improved version of older smart glasses, and were searching for people to test them. Being someone who needed glasses, this was the perfect excuse to sign up.

The glasses were pretty useful, they were her prescription, of course, but the microcomputer inside it communicated flawlessly with her phone, and with several small touch pads on the side, she could easily manipulate both. An intelligent nano-glass would predict the position of her eyes, and she could do things like write messages or navigate menus projected on the glass by simply looking at what she wanted to do. But the best feature so by far was the tiny HD camera that worked in the front. She could activate it at will, and using a series of secure protocols and VPN relays, send the signal to Pravum HQ. From there, Frost could work her psionics on whoever she was looking at.

She had been using this method to gradually expose Karen to strong sexual thoughts, and flood her body with high levels of desire and arousal. She also made it that Karen would link those flareups to herself, gradually building a one-sided attraction toward her. And today, it was all beginning to fall in place. Today would mark the beginning of the fall of Powergirl. She turned her head in a broad arc across the room, making sure she got every woman sitting at the table in the sight of the camera. That had been a small side project as well. Corrupt the board of directors so that they would be easily controlled. And with each private meeting she had with one of them, they became more and more a **** to their sexual urges.

A message began to appear on her left lens.

"Asset has reached the periodical limit. Going to disconnect for rest and release. Reconnect no sooner than two hours from now, but longer is appreciated."

She understood. To be able to fully project all those sexual thoughts and emotions, Emma was subjected to an insane amount of them while physically being stimulated without release. there is only so long a person can endure such a thing and remain useful. She made sure the camera was turned towards Karen for as long as the connection was open. She saw Karen begin to squirm, and even from her spot at the door, she could tell her breathing was increasing, and her cheeks were flushed. A second later, a symbol projected at the top of her lens disappeared, and Karen immediately relaxed as the influx of sexual energy stopped. Now it was only a matter of waiting for this dreadfully boring meeting to end, so she could find out how deep Karen had sunken into her desires.

Three painfully slow hours later, a signal coming from Karen's phone told everyone that it was time for their one-hour lunch break. One by one, the women gathered their things and began to raise from their seats. All except for Karen, who remained seated, staring absently at the folders in front of her. As the last woman walked past her with a polite nod, Esther saw that it was now just the two of them left in the room. She closed the door behind her softly, and with a twist of her hand, turned the key to lock it.