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Being shy, I did not force myself on Linda and she took no interest in me. You might say I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like ladies, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I saw from the very first day she came to my class. I might not keep my eyes off her; taking excellent care she did not capture me doing it. When alone in my office or in your home, I would consider her and with her in mind daydream and masturbate.

I am not a stalker but felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible distance, monitor her and see that no damage would concern her. She seemed to choose the big men. I discovered 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 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 corridor, (laughingly called a workplace). She let these assignments for class slide, being hectic with other things on school. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a sensible order and make ideas.

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

One day I goofed, I need to have locked my door, however I was negligent and she strolled in while I was pulling off. How could this take place to me? Just as I was shooting my load she appeared at my door, smiling, laughing and viewing me cum off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

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

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

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing happened. I was nonetheless flustered. I don’t know 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 constantly just strolls in. I yelled, Who’s there?

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

Sure, come in, I’m not doing anything, and then realized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my action. If I was flustered in class, I was truly flustered now.

I stammered, Linda please let me describe …

She interrupted, it’s not needed, I understand, you’re no various than other men I understand. You can’t control your advises. It’s OK. You can’t help it. I won’t hold it against you. Thank God, I felt, she understood.

She turned to leave then reversed, and as an afterthought said, however you were a naughty boy. You should be punished. Obviously, she continued, If you feel, I shouldn’t, 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 except in class.

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

Well, if you firmly insist, maybe 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 prior to I had time even to offer an answer.

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 5 feet long on my desk and she stated, 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 provide me a chance to say anything even more.

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

Hold on, let me explain. Not waiting, she continued 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 successfully pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and immobilized.

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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 on a response she pulled my belt out from the loops in my pants. She unbuttoned the leading buttons of my pants 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 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 say I am fragile and am a little effeminate, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I helped her make a summary of what to say, put things in a rational order and make recommendations. 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 said, however you were a naughty boy. Oh look she stated as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.