Her girlfriend didn’t believe she was a gold star lesbian, so Danielle agreed to the hypnotherapy she suggested.  It was a simple set of suggestions – if she was dishonest with her girlfriend, she would be psychologically unable to enter the house until she confessed; if she thought about fucking a man, she would be compelled to remove an item of clothing and not put it back on until she had been punished by her girlfriend; and being seen naked by a man would make her feel crushingly degraded and humiliated. 

It was a silly thing for Danielle to do, because Danielle knew she was a bisexual slut who couldn’t control her pussy, and so the very next day her girlfriend found her sitting on the front porch, mostly nude, tits on display, burning with humiliation as passers-by stared at her.  No part of her hypnosis compelled her to spread her legs for their entertainment, though – she was doing that all by herself…

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