PROLOGUE: The New Girl 21 (Patreon)

“Think of the mind as a house.” Explains Madam Z, “A house that some have built up into fortresses through training and experience, making them feel safe and secure inside.” Madam Z gestures vaguely toward the mat, and Luna glances over at the ongoing fight.

Despite being in a risky position, Baram continues to fight back against Maya’s hold, trying to shake, push and pull her legs free from the amazon’s grip. Maya grunts as she struggles to keep them under control.

“So no matter how secure they seem. How strong and reinforced they may look from the outside … All fortresses have weaknesses. Therefore your first objective in any fight is to find that way in. Sometimes it’s through force, breaking down the walls. Sure. But other times …” Madam Z trails off as she shifts her attention toward the action.

Luna finally notices. Although Baram has kept Maya’s attention focused on her legs, while the real attack was happening from below as Baram had managed to cling onto the amazon’s backside, lasciviously working Maya’s sensitive spot.

“You find the weakness. You exploit the weakness. And like controlled demolition, the entire structure collapses on itself.” Continues Madam Z.

And on cue, Maya drops forward with Baram’s legs wrapped up around her sides once more, locking the amazon down in an awkward position that allows Baram to continue sliding her fingers freely all over her opponent’s hotspot.

To Luna’s surprise Maya was no longer fighting back, allowing herself to let out a short and quiet moan.