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

I am not a stalker however felt a need after class to follow her at a sensible range, supervise her and see that no damage would concern her. She appeared to choose the big people. I discovered 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 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 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 obvious. She requested a favour. She was having difficulties doing her term documents both for her psychology course and my course. Composing, she discussed was not her thing. She let these projects for class slide, being busy with other things on campus. She was desperate. Would I Help? Naturally I would help. Taking care not to hand out my feelings for her we went to work to get the papers composed. I assisted her make an outline of what to state, put things in a logical order and make suggestions. I need to confess, I did much of the work however she did some and she got A’s on both documents. I loved being with her.

Even after the conclusion of her term documents, she continued to utilize my assistance for some of her other school assignments as she was exceptionally busy with her other activities. I was more than happy to assist. 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 occur 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 even worse than to have her see me like this.

She stated, Sorry, I captured you at a hard time, see ya later on and left. What could I state 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 could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing took place. I don’t understand 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 be available in?

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

I faltered, Linda please let me discuss …

She interrupted, it’s not required, I understand, you’re no different than other guys I know. You can’t control your advises. It’s OK. You can’t assist it. I will not hold it versus you. Thank God, I felt, she understood.

She relied on leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, however you were a naughty kid. You should be punished. Of course, she continued, If you feel, I shouldn’t, that’s okay, I won’t and I’ll need to discover someone else to help me with my research. Then I will not have the ability to see you other than in class.

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

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

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

Linda, please, I’ve been thinking all day 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 said, sure, we can discuss this however what exists to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not give me a chance to say anything further.

She continued in making 2 little loops in the rope two feet apart in the centre of the rope. She said, 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 completions of the rope, turning me around pulling each end of the rope around me tight and connecting them together in the back. She effectively 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 finished 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 awaiting an answer she pulled my belt out from the loops in my trousers. She unbuttoned the top buttons of my trousers and pulled the zipper down and hooked her thumbs in the sides of my trousers and shorts; pulled them down to my thighs exposing my penis and ass.

Oh look she said 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 might 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 logical order and make recommendations. 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, but you were a naughty kid. Oh look she said as she raised up my penis, it’s getting hard.