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You may say I am delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I like ladies, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I observed from the first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a prudent range, supervise her and see that no harm would come to her. She appeared to choose the big guys. I noticed her from time to time with a different one, some would stay the night in her room but I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously because she did not go steady with any specific one.

About, one month into the term, she knocked on my door at work, a small cubical designated to me at the end of a passage, (laughingly called an office). She stuck her head in and asked to see me. I welcomed her in and hoped my love for her was not too evident. She requested a favour. She was having difficulties doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, she described was not her thing. She let these tasks for class slide, being busy with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Obviously I would assist. Bewaring not to distribute my sensations for her we went to work to get the documents written. I assisted her make an outline of what to say, put things in a logical order and make suggestions. I have to admit, I did much of the work however she did some and she got A’s on both documents. I liked being with her.

Even after the conclusion of her term papers, she continued to utilize my help for a few of her other school tasks as she was exceptionally busy with her other activities. I was more than willing to help. I liked her and I would masturbate by simply thinking about her.

One day I goofed, I must have locked my door, but I was irresponsible and she walked in while I was pulling off. Hell could be no even worse than to have her see me like this.

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

I slept little that night trying to determine how I could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing happened. I do not understand how I got through the class with her sitting there, but I did. Could it be Linda?

It’s me, Linda, are you giggle preoccupied? Can I be available in?

Sure, been available in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and then understood how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my response. I was truly flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I stammered, Linda please let me explain …

She interrupted, disrupted’s not necessary, Needed understand, you’re no different than various guys I know. You can’t help it. Thank God, I felt, she understood.

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, however you were a naughty kid. You should be penalized. Of course, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s OK, I will not and I’ll need to discover someone else to help me with my research. Then I will not be able to see you other than in class.

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

Well, if you insist, possibly after classes tomorrow. with this, smiling, she left my office.

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 give a response.

Linda, please, I’ve been thinking all the time about all this and let’s talk.

Before I could continue, she disrupted by dropping a nylon rope about 5 feet long on my desk and she said, sure, we can discuss this however what is there to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not offer me an opportunity to state anything even more.

She proceeded in making two small loops in the rope 2 feet apart in the centre of the rope. She stated, Stand up.

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

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

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

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