A short distraction.

John decided to stop by the grocery store on his way home. After walking through the isles, grabbing everything he needed, he made his way to the checkout. He wanted to get home quickly to get some work done to prepare for the next step of his plan. Unfortunately, the woman in front of him seemed to have other plans. At about 5'6'', with short blond hair and a decent figure, she appeared to be about in her 40's. Her haircut just screamed "Karen" though. As did her literal screaming, as she berated the poor male cashier over something to do with coupons. The cashier looked young, probably around 19, with a lanky frame, dark hair, and an expression that screamed "I hate my life." Really wanting to get home, John decided to get involved, hoping to help resolve this quickly.

"So, what's the holdup?" John said as he walked closer to the scene. The woman paused her rant to face him.

"This idiot won't let me use my coupons when they clearly should be allowed," she responded in a loud, annoyed tone. John looked over at the cashier.

"The store has a maximum savings policy," he explained, clearly tired of having to repeat this. An idea popped into John's head.

"Give us a second, would you?" John told the woman as he moved over to talk to the cashier. He whispered into the man's ears, the cashier's eyes lighting up as he heard John's plan. He nodded in agreement.

"Alright," John finally said to the woman who was clearly getting impatient. "Here's my solution. You two will make a bet."

"A bet?" The woman repeated, skeptical.

"Yes, a bet. You seem firm in your understanding of how the coupons at this store work, so we will call the manager and see what he says. If he agrees with you, this man," John looked at the cashier, "will personally pay for all of your groceries." The woman looked very pleased about this. "However, if the manager agrees with him, you will have to do whatever he says until his shift ends." The woman's expression changed to one of disbelief hearing this.

"Do whatever he says!? That's insane!" She said indignantly.

"Well you seemed so sure about yourself when you were yelling at him, so I'm sure there's no way you'll lose the bet," John responded, doing his best to sound genuine.

The woman took a second to contemplate this, before making up her mind.

"Fine, this man is clearly lying, so the free groceries will be nice."

"Alright then," John looked at the cashier, who nodded.

The cashier picked up his phone and called the manager. He explained the situation and after a few minutes the manager showed up. A balding, chubby man who seemed just as annoyed by the situation as anyone. Wasting no time, the manager walked up to the woman and asked, "What seems to be the problem?" The woman explained her side to the manager. After she finished, the manager calmly stated, "It is store policy that the store accepts no coupons after savings have exceeded 25% of the total price. My employee was correct," before quickly spinning around and walking off.

The woman stood in disbelief before getting angry again. "Well, that's bullshit! I want to talk to someone higher up!"

John interjected, "Ma'am, you've lost the bet, it's time to pay up."

"No," the woman responded. "I refuse until I speak to someone higher up."

John was shocked, he had never before seen someone refuse to honor a bet. He knew these women were supposed to be crazy, but he didn't think they'd take it this far. Thankfully, a police officer just so happened to be walking through the store. John got his attention and explained the situation to him.

The officer turned towards the woman. "Ma'am, refusing to honor a bet is a serious crime. I'm going to have to insist that you fulfill your end of the deal."

"No," the woman still said. "They cheated, it wasn't fair, I won't-what are you doing?" As she was speaking, the officer had begun to handcuff her hands behind her back.

"Since you are refusing to honor your bet, I have to **** you to." He looked to the cashier, "Do what you want, I'll stay and make sure she follows your orders."

John thanked the police officer before leaving, hearing the distinct sound of a zipper and a woman gagging on a cock. Justice served.