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You may state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I like women, and definitely, I liked Linda who I noticed from the very first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker however felt a need after class to follow her at a prudent distance, monitor her and see that no harm would concern her. She seemed to prefer the huge men. I discovered her from time to time with a various one, some would stay the night in her space but I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously since she did not go steady with any specific one.

About, one month into the term, she knocked on my door at work, a little cubical appointed to me at the end of a corridor, (laughingly called an office). She stuck her head in and asked to see me. I invited her in and hoped my love for her was not too apparent. She requested for a favour. She was having troubles doing her term papers both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, she explained was not her thing. She let these tasks for class slide, being hectic with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Obviously I would assist. Being careful not to give away my sensations for her we went to work to get the documents written. I helped her make an outline of what to say, put things in a logical order and make ideas. I need to admit, I did much of the work however she did some and she got A’s on both documents. I loved being with her.

Even after the completion of her term documents, she continued to utilize my help for some of her other school projects as she was extremely busy with her other activities. I was more than willing to assist. I liked her and I would masturbate by just thinking about her.

One day I goofed, I ought to have locked my door, but I was negligent and she walked in while I was yanking off. How could this occur to me? Just as I was shooting my load she appeared at my door, smiling, giggling and viewing me cum off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

She said, Sorry, I caught you at a hard time, see ya later on and left. What could I state to her? I was ashamed and mortified. I was deathly afraid that I would lose her. What to do?

I slept little that night attempting to determine how I might face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I was nonetheless flustered. I do not understand how I made it through the class with her sitting there, however I did. It was at 4 that afternoon, there was a knock on my door. Could it be Linda? She always just walks in. I shouted, Who’s there?

It’s me, Linda, are you laugh preoccupied? Can I come in?

Sure, come in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and after that recognized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my response. If I was flustered in class, I was actually flustered now.

I stuttered, Linda please let me explain …

She interrupted, it’s not necessary, I comprehend, you’re no different than other people I know. You can’t manage your prompts. It’s okay. You can’t assist it. I won’t hold it versus you. Thank God, I felt, she understood.

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, but you were a naughty kid. I won’t be able to see you other than in class.

In a panic I said, No, no, no, you are right, I ought to be penalized. I was at fault. Please do it.

Well, if you insist, maybe after classes tomorrow. with this, smiling, she left my workplace.

Are you good? she said with amusement, as she popped her head in my workplace the next day, and marched into my office prior to I had time even to offer a response.

Linda, please, I’ve been believing throughout the day about all this and let’s talk.

Before I could continue, she interrupted by dropping a nylon rope about five feet long on my desk and she stated, sure, we can discuss this however what is there to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not give me a chance to say anything even more.

She proceeded in making 2 small loops in the rope 2 feet apart in the centre of the rope. I was mesmerized by what she was doing. She said, Stand up. I stood before her she pushed off my jacket.

Hold on, let me discuss. Not waiting, she proceeded to put each of my wrists in a separate loop, tighten the loops by pulling the ends of the rope, turning me around pulling each end of the rope around me tight and connecting them together in the back. She effectively pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and paralyzed.

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Linda, wait, I don’t know whether but prior to I finished she proceeded to bunch up my t-shirt and undershirt above my bound hands.

That’s not too tight, is it? she said, and not waiting for a response she pulled my belt out from the loops in my pants. She unbuttoned the leading buttons of my trousers and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my pants and shorts; tugged them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard. She pulled me over to the end of my desk, loosen my tie and with it pulled me down so that my chest and head rested at the end of my desk.

You might state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I assisted her make an overview of what to say, put things in a sensible order and make recommendations. She said, Sorry, I captured you at a bad time, see ya later and. She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, however you were a naughty young boy. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.