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

I am not a stalker but felt a need after class to follow her at a prudent distance, watch over her and see that no harm would come to her. She appeared to prefer the big men. I observed her from time to time with a various one, some would remain 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 little 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 obvious. She requested for a favour. She was having problems doing her term papers both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, she explained was not her thing. She let these assignments for class slide, being busy with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would help. Taking care not to give away my sensations 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 tips. I need to confess, I did much of the work but she did some and she got A’s on both documents. I enjoyed being with her.

Even after the conclusion of her term documents, she continued to utilize my help for some of her other school projects as she was very hectic with her other activities. I was more than going to help. I loved her and I would masturbate by simply thinking about 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 bad time, see ya later and left. What could I say to her? I was mortified and embarrassed. I was deathly scared that I would lose her. What to do?

I slept little that night attempting to find out how I could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if nothing happened. I was nevertheless flustered. I do not know how I made it 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 just strolls in. I shouted, Who’s there?

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

Sure, come in, I’m not doing anything, and after that realized how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my response. If I was flustered in class, I was truly flustered now.

I faltered, Linda please let me describe …

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

She relied on leave then reversed, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty boy. You should be punished. Of course, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s OK, I will not and I’ll have to discover somebody else to assist me with my homework. I won’t 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 workplace.

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

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

Prior to I could continue, she interrupted by dropping a nylon rope about five feet long on my desk and she stated, sure, we can discuss this however what exists to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not offer me a chance to say anything further.

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

Hang on, let me explain. 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 efficiently 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 however before 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 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 shorts and trousers; yanked 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 might state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I assisted her make an outline of what to say, put things in a sensible order and make ideas. She stated, Sorry, I captured 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.