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You may state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like girls, and definitely, I liked Linda who I observed from the first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a prudent range, monitor her and see that no damage would come to her. She appeared to prefer the big guys. I saw her from time to time with a various one, some would stay the night in her room however I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously since 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 appointed to me at the end of a corridor, (laughingly called an office). She stuck her head in and asked to see me. I invited her in and hoped my love for her was not too evident. She asked for a favour. She was having problems doing her term papers both for her psychology course and my course. Composing, she explained was not her thing. She let these projects for class slide, being hectic with other things on school. She was desperate. Would I Help? Obviously I would assist. Being careful not to hand out my feelings for her we went to work to get the documents written. I assisted her make an outline of what to say, put things in a logical order and make tips. I need to admit, I did much of the work however 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 support for a few of her other school projects as she was very hectic with her other activities. I was more than happy to assist. I enjoyed her and I would masturbate by simply thinking of her.

One day I goofed, I must have locked my door, but I was irresponsible and she strolled in while I was tugging off. Hell might be no even 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 determine how I might face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if nothing took place. I don’t know how I got through the class with her sitting there, but I did. Could it be Linda?

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

Sure, can be found in, I’m not doing anything, and after that understood how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my reaction. I was actually flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

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

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty kid. I will not be able to see you except 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 office.

Are you decent? she stated with amusement, as she popped her head in my office the next day, and marched into my office prior to I had time even to provide 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 said, sure, we can discuss this but what is there to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not give me a chance to say anything further.

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

Hang 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 connecting them together in the back. She effectively pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and paralyzed.

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Linda, wait, I don’t understand whether but 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 a response she pulled my belt out from the loops in my pants. She unbuttoned the top buttons of my pants and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my shorts and pants; 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 may state I am delicate and am a little effeminate, however I am not a fagot or a pervert. I helped her make a summary of what to say, put things in a sensible order and make recommendations. She stated, Sorry, I caught you at a bad time, see ya later and. She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, however you were a naughty kid. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.