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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 delicate and am a little effeminate, but I am not a fagot or a pervert. I like girls, and absolutely, I liked Linda who I saw from the first day she concerned my class. I could not keep my eyes off her; taking great care she did not capture me doing it. When alone in my office or in the house, I would think of her and with her in mind fantasize and masturbate.

I am not a stalker however wanted after class to follow her at a prudent distance, watch over her and see that no damage would concern her. She appeared to prefer the huge men. I noticed her from time to time with a various one, some would remain the night in her space but 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 designated 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 for a favour. She was having difficulties 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 school. She was desperate. Would I Help? Obviously I would assist. Bewaring not to give away my feelings for her we went to work to get the documents written. I helped her make a summary of what to say, put things in a logical order and make tips. 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 completion of her term papers, she continued to use my support for some of her other school assignments as she was extremely hectic with her other activities. I was more than happy to help. I liked her and I would masturbate by simply thinking of her.

One day I goofed, I must 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, laughing and watching 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 and left. What could I say to her? I was mortified and embarrassed. I was deathly scared that I would lose her. What to do?

I slept little that night attempting to determine how I could face Linda.

The next day in class she made a hi-sign to me as if absolutely nothing occurred. I don’t know 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 can be found 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. If I was flustered in class, I was really flustered now.

I stuttered, Linda please let me explain …

She disrupted, it’s not essential, I understand, you’re no various than other men I understand. You can’t control your urges. It’s okay. You can’t assist it. I won’t hold it against you. Thank God, I felt, she comprehended.

She relied on leave then turned back, and as an afterthought stated, but you were a naughty boy. You should be penalized. Naturally, she continued, If you feel, I shouldn’t, that’s okay, I won’t and I’ll have to find someone else to help me with my homework. I will not be able to see you except in class.

In a panic I said, 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 workplace.

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

Linda, please, I’ve been believing all the time 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 however what is there to say, you did what you did, you are not innocent are you? and did not give me an opportunity to say anything further.

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 explain. Not waiting, she proceeded 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 successfully pulled my hands to my sides so that my hands were bound and paralyzed.

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Linda, wait, I do not understand whether but prior to 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 waiting on an answer she pulled my belt out from the loops in my trousers. She unbuttoned the leading buttons of my trousers 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 lifted up 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 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 state, put things in a rational 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 boy. Oh look she said as she lifted up my penis, it’s getting hard.