They get into a car.

Max hobbled behind the cop as she struggled to pull her pants back up while following him. She was unable to find her bra and panties as she rushed to get dressed. Her hard nipples poking through her thin shirt as she stumbled out of the alley. She could feel his cum drip out of her ass running down her thigh as she moved, the memories of what had just happened making her sick to her stomach. But she was still unable to resist his commands.

"Hurry up," the cop yelled at her causing her to pick up her pace. They approached an old beat down Mustang, the pre-pulse car had definitely seen better days. Covered in rust, it must have been 40 years old. Opening the door he told her to get in.

"Where are we going?" Max asked as she sat down in the passenger seat.

"Stop asking questions." the cop replied sternly as they drove off into the night.