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Being shy, I did not force myself on Linda and she took no interest in me. You might state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like girls, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I observed from the first day she came 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 workplace or in the house, I would think about her and with her in mind fantasize and masturbate.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a sensible range, watch over her and see that no damage would come to her. She seemed to choose the big people. I saw her from time to time with a different one, some would remain the night in her room but 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 little cubical designated to me at the end of a corridor, (laughingly called a workplace). 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 for a favour. She was having troubles doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, she discussed was not her thing. She let these projects for class slide, being hectic with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would help. Being careful not to hand out my feelings for her we went to work to get the documents written. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a logical order and make ideas. I have to admit, I did much of the work however 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 support for some of her other school tasks as she was very busy with her other activities. I was more than going to help. I enjoyed her and I would masturbate by just thinking of her.

One day I goofed, I should have locked my door, but I was negligent and she walked in while I was tugging off. How could this happen to me? Just as I was shooting my load she appeared at my door, smiling, giggling and seeing me cum off. Hell could be no worse than to have her see me like this.

She said, Sorry, I caught you at a bad time, see ya later and. What could I state 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 determine how I might deal with Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I was however flustered. I do not know how I got through the class with her sitting there, however I did. It was at 4 that afternoon, there was a knock on my door. Could it be Linda? She always just strolls in. I screamed, Who’s there?

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

Sure, been available in, I’m not doing anything, and after that understood how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my response. If I was flustered in class, I was really flustered now.

I faltered, Linda please let me explain …

She interrupted, it’s not necessary, Needed understand, comprehend’re no different than various guys I people. You can’t help it. Thank God, I felt, she comprehended.

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty young boy. I won’t be able to see you other than in class.

In a panic I said, No, no, no, you are right, I must be penalized. I was at fault. Please do it.

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

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

Linda, please, I’ve been believing all the time about all this and let’s talk.

Prior to I could continue, she disrupted by dropping a nylon rope about 5 feet long on my desk and she stated, sure, we can discuss this however what is there to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not offer me a chance to state anything even more.

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

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

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Linda, wait, I do not understand whether but prior to I completed she proceeded to bunch up my t-shirt and undershirt above my bound hands.

That’s not too tight, is it? she said, and not waiting for 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 shorts and pants; yanked them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she said as she raised my penis, it’s getting hard. You really can’t control 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 absolutely exposed.

You might say I am delicate 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 sensible order and make suggestions. She said, Sorry, I caught 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 said as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.