"Please, Officer," the inmate begs, eyes locked onto the uniformed man's crotch. Caught red-handed during a daring heist, his predicament has awakened a hidden fetish. The cop, intrigued by the young thief's desperation, unholsters his baton, running it along the inmate's cheek. "And what makes you think I'd let you go, you little thief?" he growls. The inmate swallows hard, licking his lips, "Because I'm good with my mouth, Sir. I can make it worth your while."