Bikini Kill Feels Blind Novels & Stories

The entire gallery was engulfed in flames before I could react. "No! No, please!" I uttered in desperation. My life's work was burning to ashes because of Skyler's actions. Panicked, I rushed forward and tried to extinguish the burning paintings. However, a shard of glass flew through the air. I felt an intense, searing pain as it sliced into my eye. My vision immediately went dark. I could hear the frantic shouts of the gallery staff coming from outside the entrance. Gripped by a bone-chilling fear, I instinctively cried out, "Skyler, please help me! My eye hurts!"

I pressed both palms flat to the door like I could push him through it. “You don’t get to show up here and say ‘I didn’t know.’ You filmed me. You kept those videos. You blurred my face for your precious art shows but you left every moan, every thrust, every time I said your name while you were inside me. You left all of that for the world to find. And they did. They found it. They’re watching it. Right now. Strangers are jerking off to me begging for my stepfather’s cock. Do you have any idea what that feels like?” Silence again.

It had been almost four years since she’d been here, learning how to deceive people by hiding her blindness. “M…me?” She wasn’t sure she’d heard that right. “Unfortunately, yeah,” he sighed, picking out some pieces of clothing that could barely be called a full outfit. Theo was disappointed that the only girl he liked here was now going to leave. But, nevertheless, he didn’t treat her the way he liked her. Luna turned around, counting the steps to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her but suddenly remembered Theo hated when she did that. Turning on the squeaky shower, a weird thought ran through her mind. What if the person who purchased her treated her like a toy? What if he found ou

Some clutch their heads, others bleed from their eyes. And I realize… it isn’t random. It’s only the ones who looked at me. The ones who stared, mocked, and defiled me with their eyes. The rest …..untouched. How? How is he doing this? He didn’t even touch them. And then I look up. My world stops. Kill’s eyes are on me. But they’re not grey anymore. They’re black. Pitch black. Endless. My breath catches in my throat, and for the first time, I feel real fear.

ѕhе ѕсrеаmеd out in pleasure. It fееlѕ so big likе thiѕ, Oh Fuck!"She exclaims .... "DON'T, DON'T STOP, OH DAMN I LOVE IT!” as he pushed deeper intо hеr, It wаѕ thеn I removed thе blindfоld аnd she saw him between hеr thighѕ,

Bianca's vision was gone, stolen by the black silk blindfold tied tightly over her eyes. Her breathing slowed, heart racing as hands, so many hands touched her all at once. Her skin prickled with heat and tension, every nerve on fire. She didn’t know whose hands were where, and that made it hotter.

They kept a hankie on my snout I hardly couldn’t take wind I felt dizzy When I became conscious my eyes were blindfolded I couldn’t see anyone I was frightened the only aspect I could glimpse was colour black and I could hear their discussions Handful voices I listened to them they are addressing me and about my camera.... I don’t know who are they? Why are they talking about my camera I couldn’t tolerate I shouted “who the hell are you man? I don’t know anything leave me! Abruptly I heard one voice “kill her damn” I have shivered I don’t have any possibility to escape from these place I tried but no use God why this happening to me I didn’t do any fault I thought myself I shut down my eyes

I wondered what his reaction would be if he saw me in this position with his brothers. "Fuck, how are you so good at this?” Killian muttered, snapping me out of my thoughts. I wanted to scream that I'm not good at anything; hell, I detested reciprocating the actions of the people I was forced to pleasure, but tonight... everything seemed to be reversing, and I just couldn't tell why! Killian and Blair’s groans resounded next to me, and when I glanced at them, they were praising themselves with their eyes fixed solely on my breasts.

I felt embarrassed and defiled, letting my enemy touch me like that… and… liking it? Why do I not hate it? Why am I not pissed?! I even had an orgasm. Fucking hell. “You're spending the next two days blindfolded.” Kael said. “Okay.” I responded, almost liking the sound of it.

“That’s not why I left.” The conference room was quiet. “I left,” she said, “because you were already gone. Before the accident. The blindness didn’t take you away from me. You were never fully there to begin with and after the accident you had a reason to make it permanent and you used it.” A pause. “I couldn’t compete with a reason.” I pressed my back against the wall.