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You may state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, however I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like ladies, and definitely, I liked Linda who I discovered 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 sensible distance, monitor her and see that no harm would come to her. She appeared to choose the huge men. I noticed her from time to time with a various one, some would remain 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 assigned to me at the end of a passage, (laughingly called a workplace). She stuck her head in and asked to see me. I welcomed her in and hoped my love for her was not too obvious. She requested for a favour. She was having troubles doing her term papers both for her psychology course and my course. Composing, she discussed was not her thing. She let these projects for class slide, being busy with other things on school. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would assist. Taking care not to give away my feelings for her we went to work to get the papers written. I helped her make an overview 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 documents. I liked being with her.

Even after the conclusion of her term papers, she continued to use my assistance for some of her other school tasks as she was exceptionally busy with her other activities. I was more than ready to help. I loved her and I would masturbate by simply thinking about her.

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

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

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

If nothing occurred, the next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as. I was nonetheless flustered. I don’t understand how I got 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 simply walks in. I yelled, Who’s there?

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

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

I stuttered, Linda please let me describe …

She disrupted, it’s not necessary, I understand, you’re no various than other men I understand. You can’t manage 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 said, however you were a naughty kid. You must be penalized. Naturally, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s okay, I won’t and I’ll have to discover someone else to help me with my research. 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, perhaps after classes tomorrow. with this, smiling, she left my office.

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 believing all the time 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 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 even more.

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

Hold on, let me discuss. Not waiting, she continued to put each of my wrists in a different 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 successfully pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and incapacitated.

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Linda, wait, I do not know whether however before I finished she proceeded to bunch up my t-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 pants. She unbuttoned the leading buttons of my trousers and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my shorts and pants; tugged 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 manage 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, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I helped her make an overview of what to say, put things in a rational 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, but you were a naughty young boy. Oh look she said as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.