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You may state 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 observed from the very first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker but wanted after class to follow her at a sensible range, supervise her and see that no damage would concern her. She appeared to choose the huge guys. I discovered her from time to time with a different one, some would remain the night in her room however 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 small cubical assigned 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 obvious. She requested a favour. She was having problems doing her term papers both for her psychology course and my course. Composing, she described was not her thing. She let these assignments for class slide, being busy with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would help. Taking care not to distribute my feelings for her we went to work to get the papers composed. I helped her make an overview of what to say, put things in a logical order and make suggestions. I have to confess, I did much of the work however she did some and she got A’s on both papers. I enjoyed being with her.

Even after the completion of her term papers, she continued to use my assistance for some of her other school tasks as she was extremely busy with her other activities. I was more than going to help. I liked her and I would masturbate by just thinking about her.

One day I goofed, I should have locked my door, however I was negligent and she walked in while I was yanking off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

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

I slept little that night trying to figure out how I might face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if nothing occurred. I do not understand 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 come in?

Sure, can be found in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and after that realized how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my action. If I was flustered in class, I was actually flustered now.

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

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

She turned to leave then reversed, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty boy. You must be punished. Obviously, she continued, If you feel, I shouldn’t, that’s okay, I will not and I’ll need to find someone else to help me with my research. Then I will not be able to see you other than in class.

In a panic I stated, No, no, no, you are right, I need to be penalized. I was at fault. Please do it.

Well, if you insist, maybe after classes tomorrow. with this, smiling, she left my office.

Are you good? 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 give a response.

Linda, please, I’ve been thinking throughout the day about all this and let’s talk.

Prior to I could continue, she disrupted by dropping a nylon rope about five 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 provide me an opportunity to say anything further.

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

Hold on, let me discuss. 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 tying them together in the back. She successfully pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and debilitated.

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Linda, wait, I do not know 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 leading buttons of my pants and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my trousers and shorts; yanked 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 might state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but 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 captured you at a bad time, see ya later 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.