The petite shoplifter's heart races as she's cornered, her stolen loot dangling from her fingers. The towering guard, all muscle and stern authority, towers over her, his eyes locked onto her heaving bosom. "You like taking what's not yours, little girl?" he growls, pushing her onto his desk, spreading her legs wide. She squirms, but his grip is iron. "Now, you're going to learn what it's like to be used," he grunts, unbuckling his belt, ready to teach this naughty teen a lesson she won't forget.