Normal

Alec watched amused as Max’s face flushed red and her pupils narrowed and she shot a look of pure hatred towards him.

“I have.” Max muttered under her breathe, “Don’t you dare-”

“Who?” Alec cut her off.

Answering questions wasn’t like following physical commands. If he told her to stand her body would have moved without thinking; as if the message skipped the conscious part of her mind. She would move on reflex. Questions seemed different, like an itch in the back of her mind that she had to scratch. Any other thought stuttered in her head until the only thing she could think of was the truthful response to his question.

“Normal,” Max said softly and shamefully looked down away from Alec’s piercing gaze.

“Normal?” Alec replied dumfounded. There was a half dozen attractive fit young men that worked at Jam Pony, himself included and she picked Normal? “Why Normal?”

Max looked up at him meeting his gaze her eyes were dark with anger and Alec could see the muscles in her face tense as she tried to stop the words from coming out of her mouth. “Because I can still remember the first time he fucked me.”

For a moment he Alec couldn’t find the words as he wrapped his mind around what she had just confessed. “You slept with Normal,” he stated still a little shocked. “Is that why he gives you preferential treatment? Why you can walk in and out of Jam Pony like you own the place? I thought it was because he was a push over and you were his best rider. But this whole time you were giving him a little something on the side?” Alec grin grew. “Didn’t think you were that type of girl Maxie.”

“I’m not,” Max quickly replied. “I was in heat.” She paused as her face flushed red with embarrassment and maybe the hint of arousal as the memories flooded back. “I had just arrived in Seattle and I needed a sector pass. I was going to steal one when an idiot bike messenger almost ran me down on the road. Then the idea clicked, messengers get unlimited access passes and it was the perfect cover to case places to rob. Jam Pony was the first bike messenger service I could find. By the time I realized I was in heat on I was on my knees in Normal’s office giving the world's best job interview.” Max sighed, “Please don’t make me tell you more.”

Alec could see the shame in her eyes, how much telling him this distressed and embarrassed her. But at the same time this was for her own good. If she was going to break her conditioning she would need to go to much deeper and more detailed than a vague story about giving her boss a blowjob.