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Being shy, I did not require myself on Linda and she took no interest in me. You might say I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I like women, and definitely, I liked Linda who I saw from the first day she came to my class. I might not keep my eyes off her; taking fantastic care she did not catch me doing it. When alone in my workplace or at home, I would consider her and with her in mind fantasize and masturbate.

I am not a stalker but felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible range, supervise her and see that no damage would concern her. She seemed to choose the big people. I observed her from time to time with a various one, some would stay the night in her room however I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously given that she did not go steady with any particular one.

About, one month into the term, she knocked on my door at work, a small cubical assigned to me at the end of a corridor, (laughingly called an office). She let these projects for class slide, being hectic with other things on school. I helped her make an overview of what to say, put things in a logical order and make recommendations.

Even after the conclusion of her term papers, she continued to utilize my help for some of her other school tasks as she was extremely busy with her other activities. I was more than happy to assist. I enjoyed her and I would masturbate by just thinking of 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 happen to me? Just as I was shooting my load she appeared at my door, smiling, laughing and viewing me cum off. Hell could be no even worse than to have her see me like this.

She stated, Sorry, I captured you at a bad time, see ya later and. What could I say to her?

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

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

It’s me, Linda, are you laugh preoccupied? Can I can be found in?

Sure, been available in, I’m not doing anything, and then recognized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my response. I was truly flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I stammered, Linda please let me explain …

She disrupted, it’s not required, I understand, you’re no different than other guys I know. You can’t control your urges. It’s OK. You can’t help it. I will not hold it versus you. Thank God, I felt, she comprehended.

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty kid. You need to be penalized. Obviously, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s okay, I will not and I’ll have to discover another person to assist me with my research. I will not be able to see you except in class.

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

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

Are you good? she stated with amusement, as she popped her head in my office the next day, and marched into my workplace before I had time even to offer 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 stated, sure, we can discuss this but 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 further.

She continued in making 2 little loops in the rope 2 feet apart in the centre of the rope. She stated, Stand up.

Hang on, let me describe. Not waiting, she proceeded to put each of my wrists in a different loop, tighten up the loops by pulling the ends of the rope, turning me around pulling each end of the rope around me tight and tying them together in the back. She effectively pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and immobilized.

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Linda, wait, I do not understand whether but prior to I completed 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 for an answer she pulled my belt out from the loops in my trousers. She unbuttoned the top buttons of my pants and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my pants and shorts; yanked 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 may state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I helped 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 said, however you were a naughty kid. Oh look she stated as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.