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You might say I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like women, and definitely, I liked Linda who I noticed from the first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker but felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible distance, monitor her and see that no damage would pertain to her. She seemed to prefer the huge men. I saw her from time to time with a different one, some would stay the night in her room however I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously considering that 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 corridor, (laughingly called an office). She stuck her head in and asked to see me. I welcomed her in and hoped my love for her was not too apparent. She requested a favour. She was having problems doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Writing, she described was not her thing. She let these tasks for class slide, being busy with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Of course I would assist. Bewaring not to give away my sensations for her we went to work to get the papers written. I assisted her make an overview of what to state, put things in a logical order and make recommendations. I need to admit, I did much of the work but she did some and she got A’s on both documents. I enjoyed being with her.

Even after the conclusion of her term papers, she continued to use my support for a few of her other school projects as she was extremely busy with her other activities. I was more than willing to help. I loved her and I would masturbate by simply thinking of her.

One day I goofed, I ought to have locked my door, however 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 attempting to figure out how I could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if nothing took place. I don’t 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, come in, I’m refraining from doing anything, and after that understood how she would misinterpret the double entendre in my reaction. I was actually flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I stuttered, Linda please let me describe …

She interrupted, it’s not necessary, I understand, you’re no various than other men I know. You can’t control your prompts. 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 other than in class.

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

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

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

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

Before 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 offer me an opportunity to say anything further.

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

Hang on, let me explain. Not waiting, she proceeded to put each of my wrists in a different loop, tighten the loops by pulling the ends of the rope, turning me around pulling each end of the rope around me tight and connecting 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 however before I finished 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 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 trousers; yanked 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 truly 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 totally exposed.

You might state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I helped her make an outline of what to state, put things in a rational order and make suggestions. She said, Sorry, I captured you at a bad time, see ya later and. She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, however you were a naughty kid. Oh look she said as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.