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Being shy, I did not require 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 fagot or a pervert. I like girls, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I discovered from the very first day she concerned my class. I could not keep my eyes off her; taking terrific care she did not catch me doing it. When alone in my workplace or in your home, I would consider her and with her in mind masturbate and daydream.

I am not a stalker but felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible range, watch over her and see that no damage would come to her. She appeared to choose the huge people. I noticed her from time to time with a different one, some would stay the night in her space but 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 small cubical assigned to me at the end of a corridor, (laughingly called an office). She let these assignments for class slide, being hectic with other things on school. I assisted her make an overview of what to say, put things in a sensible order and make ideas.

Even after the completion of her term documents, she continued to utilize my assistance for some of her other school projects as she was incredibly busy with her other activities. I was more than willing to help. 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 tugging off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

She stated, Sorry, I caught you at a bad time, see ya later on and. What could I state to her? I was mortified and ashamed. I was deathly scared that I would lose her. What to do?

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

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

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

Sure, can be found in, I’m not doing anything, and then recognized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my action. I was actually flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

She disrupted, it’s not needed, I understand, you’re no different than other men I understand. You can’t control your urges. It’s okay. You can’t assist it. I will not hold it against you. Thank God, I felt, she understood.

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, however you were a naughty boy. 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 insist, maybe after classes tomorrow. with this, smiling, she left my workplace.

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

Linda, please, I’ve been thinking all 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 but what is there to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not offer me an opportunity to state anything further.

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

Hang on, let me describe. Not waiting, she proceeded to put each of my wrists in a different loop, tighten up 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 efficiently pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and incapacitated.

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Linda, wait, I don’t understand whether but before I completed she proceeded to bunch up my 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 top 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 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 might say I am delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a sensible order and make suggestions. She said, 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, but you were a naughty kid. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.