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Being shy, I did not require myself on Linda and she took no interest in me. You may say I am fragile and am a little effeminate, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I like girls, and certainly, I liked Linda who I observed from the first day she came to my class. I might not keep my eyes off her; taking fantastic care she did not catch me doing it. When alone in my workplace or in the house, I would think of her and with her in mind masturbate and think.

I am not a stalker however felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible distance, watch over her and see that no harm would come to her. She appeared to prefer the huge men. I observed her from time to time with a different one, some would stay the night in her room but I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously because 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 appointed 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 evident. She asked for a favour. She was having troubles doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, 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 help. Bewaring not to hand out my feelings for her we went to work to get the papers composed. I helped her make an overview of what to state, put things in a logical order and make tips. I need to confess, I did much of the work but she did some and she got A’s on both papers. I loved being with her.

Even after the completion of her term documents, she continued to use my assistance for some of her other school assignments as she was exceptionally busy with her other activities. I was more than willing to help. I liked her and I would masturbate by simply considering her.

One day I goofed, I must have locked my door, but 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 watching me cum 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 and left. What could I say to her? I was embarrassed and mortified. I was deathly afraid that I would lose her. What to do?

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

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

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

Sure, can be found in, I’m not doing anything, and then understood how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my reaction. If I was flustered in class, I was truly flustered now.

I stammered, Linda please let me explain …

She interrupted, it’s not required, I comprehend, you’re no various than other men I know. You can’t control your urges. It’s okay. You can’t help it. I will not 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 young boy. You need to be punished. Naturally, she continued, If you feel, I should not, that’s OK, 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 other than in class.

In a panic I stated, 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 workplace.

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

Linda, please, I’ve been believing all the time 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 but what exists to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not provide me a chance to say anything further.

She proceeded in making two small loops in the rope 2 feet apart in the centre of the rope. I was enthralled by what she was doing. She said, Stand up. I stood before her she nudged off my jacket.

Hold on, let me describe. Not waiting, she proceeded to put each of my wrists in a separate loop, tighten the loops by pulling completions of the rope, turning me around pulling each end of the rope around me tight and tying them together in the back. She successfully 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 stated, and not awaiting a response she pulled my belt out from the loops in my pants. She unbuttoned the top buttons of my trousers and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my shorts and pants; pulled them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she stated as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard. You really can’t manage yourself, can you? she chuckled. 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 completely exposed.

You may state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, however I am not a pervert or a fagot. I assisted her make an overview of what to say, put things in a rational order and make ideas. 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 stated, however you were a naughty kid. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.