Side-story: Corporate Succubus

The demon Ms. Fowler saw on the street was named Jael and she worked for Lilite industries, or rather, they worked for her. Not officially of course, she was just a very well-paid secretary on the books, but without her the entire corporation would come crashing down. Officially they sold office supplies and supplied workers to companies in need, basically like renting out secretaries or whoever the customer needed. That was the legal definition. What Lilite was really known for, in the dark corners of the world, was supplying tireless, dedicated office slaves to those that could pay.

She smirked, walking back to corporate headquarters. The glass pillar stretched into sky now but when she'd found these poor saps they'd been about to go under: payments lining up, the neighborhood was going to shit, and people were leaving. She'd gone straight to the boss, revealed herself, and given him an ultimatum. He'd refused, on the grounds that he still wanted to get into heaven. His son, however, had been more receptive and with a little...persuasion, she was easily able to convince him to seize control of the company. That was almost 100 years ago and they had quickly rocketed to the top (of the black market anyway) with their corner on the market for soft, willing employees.

She smiled politely at the receptionist as she passed by. Anna returned the smile blankly but instantly returned to typing on the computer, her focus almost disconcerting. The demoness got a little flutter in her loins, getting into the elevator with a smile on her face. Jael was an unusual succubus, abnormally powerful due to her age but also because she wasn't satisfied by draining energy directly from her victims. She did it anyway, it sure beat the alternative of eating through osmosis, but it wasn't what got her off. She wasn't even that into the usual succubus turn-ons: corrupting the saintly, turning friends against each other, throwing naked virgins into tentacle pits...She'd done it all before. It just started to lose its appeal over the centuries. What she really enjoyed was control. Absolute. Control.

As a succubus she could manipulate the lust within others (usually humans) to control them. But then they were distracted and not at all productive when they needed to focus on non-sexual endeavors. So Jael developed a technique to bind their lust to their servitude: the better they followed orders the more pleasure they felt. It was really a beautiful solution, elegant in its simplicity, and it gave her the control she craved.

Hence, her current accommodations. She'd let the young succubi run around seducing people, she was here to remake them. Virtually every woman in the skyscraper was an obedient little ****, completely devoted to their work which occasionally extended to pleasuring the higher-ups or even clientele. Plenty of the men were just the same, at least on the lower levels, but as a general rule (known only to those it applied to) any man important enough to be above the 32nd floor was safe from her conditioning.

She was on her way to the 40th floor right now for a meeting with the "boss." She sighed. He was the reason for her success, signing onto their agreement all those years ago, but she had to admit: 100 years with this guy was getting on her nerves. Especially as part of the deal she offered him eternal youth. She might not have minded except the older someone got the more life-**** it takes to keep them young. She was getting tired of losing worker candidates to his youth.

But he'd promised to cut back till he saw grey hair so she was hoping this meeting was about something else.