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

I am not a stalker however felt a need after class to follow her at a prudent range, monitor her and see that no harm would pertain to her. She seemed to prefer the huge men. I noticed her from time to time with a different one, some would remain the night in her space but I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously considering that 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 corridor, (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 a favour. She was having problems 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 hectic with other things on school. She was desperate. Would I Help? Of course I would assist. Being careful not to hand out my sensations for her we went to work to get the documents composed. I helped her make a summary of what to say, put things in a logical order and make ideas. I need to admit, I did much of the work but she did some and she got A’s on both papers. 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 projects as she was very 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 should have locked my door, however I was negligent and she strolled in while I was yanking off. How could this take place to me? Just as I was shooting my load she appeared at my door, smiling, laughing and enjoying me cum off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

She stated, 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 find out how I could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I do not understand how I got through the class with her sitting there, however I did. Could it be Linda?

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

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

I stammered, Linda please let me describe …

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

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty young boy. You need to be punished. Obviously, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s OK, I won’t 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 penalized. I was at fault. Please do it.

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

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

Linda, please, I’ve been thinking throughout the day 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 said, sure, we can discuss this however what is there 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 small loops in the rope two feet apart in the centre of the rope. I was enthralled by what she was doing. She said, Stand up. I stood prior to her she pushed off my coat.

Hold on, let me explain. Not waiting, she continued to put each of my wrists in a separate loop, tighten 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 don’t know whether however before I completed she continued to bunch up my t-shirt and undershirt above my bound hands.

That’s not too tight, is it? she said, and not awaiting 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 trousers; 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 fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I assisted her make an outline of what to say, put things in a logical order and make tips. 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 said, but you were a naughty young boy. Oh look she said as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.