Officer Oliver, with a face like thunder, watches as the young shoplifter, Isla Biza, is brought in. He's had enough of her kind. He drags her into his office, his gaze stern and unyielding. "You know what happens to little thieves like you," he growls. He unholsters his baton, but it's not for beating. He unfastens his belt, his pants dropping to the floor. "You're going to make this right, young lady," he says, his voice thick with desire. Isla's eyes widen, but she obeys, her small hands wrapping around his thick, veiny cock.