Normal to the rescue... kinda...

"Hey, hey, hey!" Normal interjected, earning the attention of the two cops and a confused look from Max. "You can't just come in here and arrest one of my employees; I'm trying to run a business here."

Max was shocked to say the least; Normal was the last person she had ever expected to come to her defense.

"Arrest her outside, I got packages to deliver." Normal quickly finished before turning his attention to the rest of the Jam Pony crew, "Bip, bip, bip, people! These things aren't gonna deliver themselves."

At least at the worst of times Max could always rely on Normal being Normal.

"Your boss is right, outside would be easier, no need to make a scene in front of you friends." one of the cops said his arm pointing towards one of the side doors. Maybe it wasn't such a selfless act as she first thought, but maybe Normal had bought her a way out after all. Wordlessly Max turned and headed to the back door.

The door led to an alley behind Jam Pony, rarely used for anything more than a place to dump the trash, Max was sure it would be devoid of any witnesses and thankfully she was right. The heavy steel door slammed behind her and the two cops wasted no time in closing the distance.

Their hands went for her wrists, grabbing then twisting them behind her back. Max grunted and clinched her teeth but didn't put up a fight. Leading her to the squad car parked behind the dumpster they pushed her up against the hood, bending her over.

"Nice," one of the cops grinned, cupping her ass in before giving it a hard painful squeeze and looking over at his partner. "I told you finding his new girl would be a good idea, nice and fresh," he laughed bending down to smell Max's hair.

New girl? Max was starting to think that she had fallen into something deeper than she originally thought. Twisting around she managed to roll over onto her back. Breathing heavily she looked up at the two cops that had pinned her to the hood.

"Please don't," she whimpered. Grabby as ever the cop reached out grabbing her left breast, his thumb rubbing hard against her nipple through her shirt and bra. "Why are you doing this?"

Her plea earned a chuckle from the cop, "He didn't tell you?" his breath was warm against her neck and she could feel his erection rubbing against her leg. "You're propriety of the Seattle Sector Police now. We can do anything we- Ahhhg!" Max's fist cracked hard against his nose effectively shutting him up. This was getting her nowhere and she was tired of letting him feel her up. Reaching down to his belt she grabbed his taser and spun around jabbing it into his partner's side. From the time she attacked he barely had time to reach for his gun before he felt the jolt of electricity shoot through him. With a girlish yelp he collapsed to the ground in a spazing heap.

Max stood back and looked at her handy work, the two cops were withering in pain in front of her.

"Fuck!" she muttered to herself and looked down the alley. This was getting to be too much, she needed help.