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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, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I like girls, and definitely, I liked Linda who I noticed from the very first day she pertained to my class. I might not keep my eyes off her; taking excellent care she did not catch me doing it. When alone in my office or at home, I would consider her and with her in mind daydream and masturbate.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a prudent distance, monitor her and see that no damage would pertain to her. She appeared to prefer the huge men. I noticed 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 because 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 passage, (laughingly called a workplace). She let these assignments for class slide, being busy with other things on school. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a sensible order and make suggestions.

Even after the completion of her term papers, she continued to use my support for a few of her other school assignments as she was incredibly busy with her other activities. I was more than going to assist. I loved 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 pulling off. Hell might be no worse than to have her see me like this.

She said, Sorry, I caught you at a hard time, see ya later and left. What could I say to her? I was mortified and embarrassed. I was deathly afraid that I would lose her. What to do?

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

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if nothing took place. I was nevertheless flustered. I do not understand 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 walks in. I screamed, Who’s there?

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

Sure, come in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and then realized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my reaction. If I was flustered in class, I was really flustered now.

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

She interrupted, it’s not needed, I comprehend, you’re no various than other people I understand. You can’t manage your urges. 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 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 punished. I was at fault. Please do it.

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

Are you decent? she said with amusement, as she popped her head in my office the next day, and marched into my workplace 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 interrupted by dropping a nylon rope about 5 feet long on my desk and she stated, sure, we can discuss this however what exists to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not give me a chance to say anything even more.

She continued in making two small loops in the rope 2 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 the loops by pulling completions 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 debilitated.

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Linda, wait, I do not understand whether however prior to I finished 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 waiting on an answer she pulled my belt out from the loops in my trousers. She unbuttoned the leading buttons of my pants 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 really can’t control yourself, can you? she laughed. 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 totally exposed.

You might say I am delicate and am a little effeminate, however I am not a fagot or a pervert. I helped her make an outline of what to say, put things in a logical order and make suggestions. 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 stated, but you were a naughty kid. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.