Blindfold Near Me Novels & Stories

“Lay it all out. It’s your last time in the spotlight, so don’t leave any regrets.” I nodded and sank into my seat with my eyes closed. The car drove away from the woodland, bringing warm sunlight. I knew that come next Monday, nothing would ever be the same again.

Then added with a weird hesitation in his voice, “Please… you can come see— I mean, feel her.” My skin crawled. I felt sick. The word “feel” made something inside me twist. My hands strained behind my back. I wanted to run. But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even see. I kept shaking my head, as if the blindfold would come off if I just tried hard enough. But it didn’t. I saw nothing. Only black. And then I heard it. Footsteps. Slow. Deliberate. Heavy. And with them came another sound.

Focused on nothing. He can't see me, she reminded herself, desperately trying to calm her racing heart. He’s blind. Damien leaned down, his face inches from hers. But instead of pressing his lips to hers, he tilted his head, his warm breath brushing intimately against her ear. His lips parted, and he whispered in a tone so low, so dangerously sharp, that only she could hear it.

I admit. His fingers tighten around mine. "I'm sorry," he says. His voice is husky. "I just... need to feel you right now." I don't know what to say to that, so I don't say anything. I just hold his hand a little tighter as we reach the bottom of the stairs and turn towards the main kitchen. .... The host stands in front of us with his usual dramatic flair. "Welcome to the Blind Trust Challenge," he announces. "Today, one of you will be blindfolded while the other gives instructions. You may only use your voice... but touching is allowed for safety and guidance."

he yelled louder that I couldn't help but shiver. "She's blind," someone let out in the crowd. I could feel my legs go weak. "Are you blind?" he asked, but I kept mute. "Don't let me repeat myself, are you blind?" he yelled in frustration. "Yes," I said with a teary and shaky voice. "A blind Mate," he yelled out for everyone to hear.

If I should have followed my instincts this wouldn't have happened to me. "Don't worry I won't do anything to you. You can trust me. Let me sign your discharge papers, before I return, you should be ready," James' voice pulled me out of my thoughts. What do I do now, i don't even know where my duffle bag is. Jake still didn't know that I was blind, so after he came back to escort me out, that was the moment when it happened—where i had mistakenly walked into the wall and hit my head pretty bad.

I was too distracted by his beauty that I wasn't conscious of the path he was taking. This path leads to my dad's house, is there a fucking restaurant around there?! " Where are you taking me?" I ask, but he puts his flexible fingers around my lips to shut my lips closed. My lips obeys and didn't attempt to open..fuck.. " I told you to let us make things right by making you comfortable around us first." He says in his deep voice, all I do is nod. I'm fucking obeying him and I can't stop myself! He stops. " I'm gonna blindfold you now for a few seconds.." What?? I scream in my head, I'm getting so confused now and I don't know if I should continue to trust him at this point, why the heck he w

I wasn’t taking any chances. “I’m blind, dear. I can’t see whatever it is you are trying to hide, and heavens be damned if you think I will let you out of my sight for a split second. If you have every intention to take a shower, you better get to it right now,” I replied, and Vesta sighed in defeat.

I smirk, fully intending to walk away the moment they do, to find my own satisfaction without their teasing games. Blake’s laughter is a low, mocking sound. “Oh no, little birdie. That chance is long gone. Now, the only thing you’re begging for is the orgasm,” he taunts, his voice dripping with challenge. I shake my head fiercely—I refuse to beg for something they’re trying to withhold. The blindfold slips back over my eyes, and the earbud follows, trapping me in an isolating silence.