Guard's Lesson: Bent Teen's Thief's Throat

The security guard, a man of few words and even fewer scruples, spots the young shoplifter trying to make a run for it. He corners her, his eyes scanning her petite frame, lingering on her heaving chest. He smirks, knowing exactly how to make her pay for her crime. He unholsters his gun, not the one he's licensed to carry, but the one that's always ready for action. He presses it against her back, guiding her to his office. Her breath hitches as he locks the door behind them. "You're not gonna scream, are you, little one?" he asks, his voice low and threatening. She shakes her head, her eyes darting between him and the gun. He grins, unbuckling his belt. "Good. Because I've got something else in mind for that pretty mouth of yours."

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