Pecking order

Gracie saw a young couple. A petite, curvy girl with a pretty face and hair dyed bright blonde was oohing and awing over a purse in a store window while her husband, who was holding a couple of bags from other stores looked bored. He rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's go. The game is on in a half an hour," he said. The young man was medium height and handsome with auburn hair and green eyes.

"Geez, Davis," said the girl. "It's just a stupid game. Get over it."

Gracie walked over to the couple and touched the girl on the shoulder. "You will buy the sluttiest lingerie you can find at the mall and put it on and wear nothing else. You will then follow your husband around the mall on your hands and knees as you are now his loyal and loving fuck toy and ****."

Walking to the man, Gracie touched him. "Your wife is your loyal fuck toy and ****. You enjoy making sure she knows her place is beneath you. Let her buy some lingerie then make her crawl around after you."

Gracie stepped back.

The man pointed to the Victoria Secret store opposite them. "I'm going to let you buy one more item, Tracey," he said, "Then we take one trip around the mall then back home for the game while you suck me off. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," said Tracey meekly. She followed Davis across the mall to the Victoria Secret.

Gracie smiled. She walked on until she spotted two teenage girls making fun of a fat dumpy girl who was coming out of a shoe store. She smiled and concocted a plan.