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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 girls, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I observed from the first day she came to my class.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a sensible range, supervise her and see that no harm would pertain to her. She appeared to prefer the huge people. I observed her from time to time with a different one, some would remain the night in her space however I’m sure, she did not take any too seriously considering that 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 passage, (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 evident. She requested 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 assignments for class slide, being hectic with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would help. Taking care not to hand out my sensations for her we went to work to get the documents composed. I assisted her make a summary of what to state, put things in a logical order and make recommendations. I need to admit, 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 conclusion of her term papers, she continued to use my assistance for some of her other school projects as she was incredibly hectic with her other activities. I was more than happy to assist. I liked her and I would masturbate by just thinking of her.

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

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

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

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I do not understand 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, come in, I’m not doing anything, and after that recognized how she would misinterpret the double meaning in my response. I was really flustered now if I was flustered in class.

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

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

She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, but you were a naughty boy. I will not be able to see you except in class.

In a panic I stated, No, no, no, you are right, I need to 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 workplace the next day, and marched into my workplace prior to I had time even to give an answer.

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

Prior to I could continue, she interrupted by dropping a nylon rope about five feet long on my desk and she said, sure, we can discuss this but what exists to state, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not provide me a chance to say anything even more.

She continued in making 2 little loops in the rope 2 feet apart in the centre of the rope. I was mesmerized by what she was doing. She stated, Stand up. I stood before her she nudged off my coat.

Hang on, let me discuss. Not waiting, she continued 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 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 do not know whether but before I finished 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 an answer she pulled my belt out from the loops in my pants. She unbuttoned the top buttons of my pants and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my pants and shorts; yanked them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she stated as she lifted 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 may state I am fragile and am a little effeminate, but I am not a pervert or a fagot. I assisted her make a summary of what to say, put things in a logical order and make tips. She said, Sorry, I captured you at a bad time, see ya later on and. She turned to leave then turned back, and as an afterthought said, however you were a naughty young boy. Oh look she stated as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.