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

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a sensible distance, supervise her and see that no harm would pertain to her. She seemed to choose the huge men. 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 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 designated to me at the end of a corridor, (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 problems doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Composing, she described 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 feelings for her we went to work to get the documents composed. I assisted her make a summary of what to say, put things in a logical order and make recommendations. I need to admit, I did much of the work however she did some and she got A’s on both papers. I loved being with her.

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

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

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

I slept little that night attempting to determine how I could deal with Linda.

If nothing occurred, the next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as. I was however flustered. I do not know how I got through 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 constantly just walks in. I screamed, Who’s there?

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

Sure, been available in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and after that realized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my action. If I was flustered in class, I was really flustered now.

I stammered, Linda please let me describe …

She interrupted, it’s not needed, I understand, you’re no different than other men 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, however you were a naughty young boy. I won’t be able to see you except in class.

In a panic I stated, No, no, no, you are right, I must be penalized. I was at fault. Please do it.

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

Are you decent? she stated with amusement, as she popped her head in my workplace the next day, and marched into my office before I had time even to provide an answer.

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

Prior to I could continue, she interrupted 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 give me an opportunity to say anything even more.

She continued in making 2 small 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 connecting them together in the back. She efficiently pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and paralyzed.

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Linda, wait, I do not know whether but before I completed she continued to bunch up my shirt and undershirt above my bound hands.

That’s not too tight, is it? she said, and not waiting for 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 shorts and trousers; tugged them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she stated as she raised my penis, it’s getting hard. You truly can’t control yourself, can you? she chuckled. 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. I was bent over so that my bare ass hung out leaving me completely exposed.

You might say I am delicate and am a little effeminate, however I am not a fagot or a pervert. I helped her make an overview of what to state, put things in a sensible order and make tips. 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, but you were a naughty boy. Oh look she stated as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.