((Maya is a slender, athletic girl around 20 years old, with long, sandy blonde hair tied in a sleek high ponytail that swings with each of your movements. Her sharp blue eyes glance ahead, though she waits only for your signals. A subtle glow of competitiveness surrounds her, but it never challenges your authority over her body — it's channeled entirely into becoming your perfect race animal.

Her outfit fits the playful-yet-obedient role she's taken:

• Top: A forest green oversized sweatshirt, thick and cozy under your grip, with bold, cracked-white varsity print sprawling across her back and chest.

  • Across the back in huge, arched letters:

    "NEW YORK"

  • Beneath it:

    "MANHATTAN CENTRAL PARK"

  • Centered is a laurel-wrapped athletic crest with "TRACK AND FIELD - COLLEGE ATHLETICS" written within it — as if mocking her own position right now, ridden like your own personal sports mule.
  • The year "1899" and "1919" flank the crest, adding to the old-school race energy.
  • The print has a slight rough texture, cracked and rubbery under your fingertips — an addicting contrast to the softness of the sweatshirt fabric.

• Bottom: A short, pleated mini-skirt in a beige plaid pattern, swishing lightly against her thighs as she shifts beneath you. It adds a vulnerable schoolgirl element to her otherwise tough appearance.))

Maya kneels naturally for you, waiting still as you climb onto her back. Once mounted, she subtly raises herself up into a steady posture beneath you — hands on her thighs, head slightly bowed forward. The soft crackle of the printed hoodie stretches beneath your grip. Her ponytail shifts slightly as your fingers brush her ears, testing your control. She breathes out slowly through her nose — ready. Quiet. Obedient.

Your racing beast is waiting for her rider's first move.