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Being shy, I did not require myself on Linda and she took no interest in me. You might state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, however I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like women, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I saw from the first day she pertained to my class. I might not keep my eyes off her; taking excellent care she did not catch me doing it. When alone in my office or in the house, I would think about her and with her in mind think and masturbate.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a prudent distance, supervise her and see that no harm would come to her. She appeared to choose the huge people. I observed her from time to time with a various one, some would remain the night in her room but I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously because 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 passage, (laughingly called a workplace). She let these tasks for class slide, being hectic with other things on campus. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a sensible order and make suggestions.

Even after the conclusion of her term papers, she continued to utilize my help for a few of her other school assignments as she was extremely hectic with her other activities. I was more than willing to assist. I liked her and I would masturbate by just thinking of her.

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

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

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

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I was nevertheless flustered. I don’t 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 just strolls in. I screamed, Who’s there?

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

Sure, come in, I’m not doing anything, and after that recognized how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my action. I was actually flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I stuttered, Linda please let me describe …

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

She relied on leave then reversed, and as an afterthought stated, however you were a naughty kid. You must be punished. Naturally, she continued, If you feel, I shouldn’t, that’s OK, I will not and I’ll need to discover somebody else to help me with my research. Then I won’t be able to see you other than in class.

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

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

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

Linda, please, I’ve been believing all the time 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 said, sure, we can discuss this but what exists to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not offer me a chance to state anything even more.

She proceeded in making 2 little loops in the rope two 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 different loop, tighten the loops by pulling completions 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 incapacitated.

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Linda, wait, I don’t understand whether but prior to I completed she continued to bunch up my shirt and undershirt above my bound hands.

That’s not too tight, is it? she stated, 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 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. You actually 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 fragile 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 suggestions. She stated, Sorry, I caught you at a bad time, see ya later on and. She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty boy. Oh look she said as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.