Blindfold Near Me Novels & Stories

From an unknown number. Unknown Number: Don’t use the library. They’re watching those too. Use the computer cafe at the other side of town. Number 20. It has a blind spot in the security cameras. Tomorrow. 4 PM. I showed the phone to Hae-Jae. His eyes went wide. “How does he know that? How does he know about blind spots and security?” I looked toward the door where Max had walked out from, a new, even deeper chill settling over me.

I reach for the noise-canceling headphones and a thick, padded silk blindfold. Eve watches me, her brow furrowing slightly as she recognizes the tools. "No ropes?" she ask, disappointment clear in her voice. "Not tonight." I return to her, holding the blindfold like a consecration. "Tonight, I don't want to restrain your body. I want to restrain your world. I want to take away the inputs until the only thing left is me." She tilts her head, intrigued. Trusting. "Turn around." She turns and I fasten the blindfold securely. It’s wide, blocking out every photon of light.

"Do not take it off. Not even for a second. If you do, there will be consequences, serious ones. The club protects its clients. You break that rule, and you will regret it. Understand?" "Yeah," I muttered. "I understand." He tied the blindfold around my head himself, careful but firm. The world went black. The soft fabric pressed against my eyes and it blocked every trace of light. My heartbeat kicked up immediately. Without sight, every sound suddenly felt louder. The faint hum of the club music in the distance felt louder and so did the click of Rafe's boots on the floor. My own shallow breathing. "Good boy," Rafe said, almost gentle. His hand landed on my lower back and guided me forward.

Ace retrieves a blindfold from his pocket, and I give him a look. ‘Part of the surprise, my love. You will be blindfolded for just a few minutes,’ he says, in a husky seductive tone. ‘In the middle of Melbourne?’ ‘Yes,’ he affirms. I'm nervous and excited. I turn my back to him. The blindfold covers my eyes, he scoops me up and carries me somewhere. I giggle. ‘What's going on?’ I ask. ‘You have to wait, my love, and no peeking, okay?’

“Put this on.” I eye the blindfold. “What are you up to?” “Come on,” he says. “Don’t be so suspicious. It’s nothing bad.” Sighing, I take the piece of cloth and pull it over my eyes. “This better not be some kind of trick, Adrian Dalton.” He laughs softly and takes me by the hand. “Trust me. You’ll love it.” It’s unnerving walking without seeing where I'm going, but Adrian patiently and expertly guides me down the path. A few minutes later, the unmistakable scent of clover and horse drifts towards me on the breeze.

I wave them off. After what felt like hours of driving, they stop somewhere quiet. They help me out of the car and walk me for a while before stopping me in the middle of nowhere. "Can I take my blindfold off?" I ask getting ready to, "No, wait!" Nate says behind me whilst I put my hand back down.

he said with a lot of excitement in his voice. “Oh is that so,” I said in a teasing voice. “Yes my queen,” he said. We walked down Main Street for a while, we finally stopped I read the sign The Red Room Club. “What is this place,” I said with concern in my voice. “You will see, sweetheart,” he said while putting a blindfold over my face. “Why are you putting a blindfold over my face,” I asked with fear in my voice. “Baby there is no need to be scared,” he said.

I am only something to sell. Now I sit in the darkness again, hugging my knees and trying to make myself small. The sensory deprivation from being blindfolded is starting to heighten my other senses. I can hear every sniffle, every chain movement, every tiny sound around me. I hear it all. I can almost feel it in my soul.

"Do you still not have enough for the surgery?" I paused mid-step as I changed my shoes. "Almost." "There's no need for it anymore," Evelyn suddenly said. "I can stay blind for the rest of my life, Matt. But I don't want to see you suffer like this." I froze for a moment, then replied evenly, "Alright." With only two days left until the bet was over, Evelyn was probably getting ready to dump me. She clearly didn't expect me to agree so easily. Caught off guard, she hesitated. "W-what?"

She said it quietly through her teeth so only Adrian could hear, then turned and walked back to her seat without waiting for his response. The maid of honour stood at the front beaming, the couple behind her, hand in hand. "We are playing a game called The Blindfold Touch." She clasped her hands together. "The man is blindfolded and placed in the center of the room. His partner is mixed into a line with several other women. He has to go down the line touching only their faces until he finds his person. No talking. No hints. One guess." “The wife has to grant the husband a wish if they pick right.”