Asteria in control

He muscles locked up again, but she was able to override the control with a little less difficulty this time. Her hands started moving to grip the handles on her pistols.
“Stop stop stop! What are you? No human should be able to resist my control. Time to crank this down.”
He moved up close to steady her head with his hands and look deeply into her eyes. She couldn’t move her eyelids and couldn’t ignore the blazing eyes so close to her own.
“Now, don’t move a muscle while I scan your brain.”

She felt her muscles lock up even more tightly than before and the gentle brushstrokes of his mind began tracing gentle arcs across the surfaces of her brain. Her instinct was to flinch, to reveal some key information of her consciousness each time the brushstroke pressed against her thoughts. Resisting this temptation to betray a secret absorbed her concentration.
His face twisted. “Stop fighting me. I am your master.”
She gritted her teeth. He wasn’t her master yet. His face contorted as he exerted his mental power against her.