Blinding Pronunciation Novels & Stories

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.

His piercing gaze bore into mine, as if he could see right through me. In that moment, I couldn’t help but wonder—was Ethan truly blind? Everyone said he was partially blind, unable to recognize faces, but it felt like he could see everything. His eyes were striking, almost glowing. And contrary to the rumors, he wasn’t old. No, Ethan was a man in his prime—a powerful wolf at the peak of his dominance. “Unfortunately for you, you won’t be Mrs. Darnell for much longer,” he said coldly. “A shameless woman like you doesn’t deserve to be here.”

Isadora was with the security guard in the mansion waiting for her mother as usual, Just then Liam caught sight of her, he was holding a ball and he walked up to her. "Who's there?". Isadora asked knowing fully well someone was standing in front of her. She used her hands to try to search for the person, but Liam pushed back."Andrew, is that you?". "So, is true that you are blind".Liam said and Isadora sighed hearing the voice. "Oh, Liam, it's you, but why didn't you say anything?". "I wanted to know if truly we are blind". "As you can see, I am".She smiles.

I take a slow breath and write the only word that feels right. **Safe word: Green** A tiny, nervous laugh escapes me. How fitting for the “boring” girl. I fold the paper, set the pen down, and pick up the blindfold. The silk is cool and smooth against my fingers. My pulse spikes as I slip it over my eyes and tie it securely behind my head. Darkness swallows everything. Suddenly the only things I can sense are the faint scent of leather and sandalwood in the air, the low thrum of music, and the frantic beat of my own heart.

“Second rule: every dare escalates. Agreed?” “Agreed,” I breathed, and he set his glass down, producing a silk blindfold from his pocket. “First dare: let me blind you,” he murmured, tying it over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. His fingers traced my neck, teasingly slow, then slid under my dress, brushing my panties. “Already wet,” he teased, rubbing my clit through the fabric, the sensation heightened by my blindness.

"Somebody, help!" His pleading cry echoes through my eardrum, alarming every cell in me. "Cassandra?" Crayvin chokes. My chest clenches and my breath is caught behind my throat. Tears prickle my eyes and my vision begins to blur. No, no, no. This can't be happening! "Crayvin," I murmur between sobs. I fist my palm into his shirt, praying and demanding that he doesn't leave me.

"Let's go downstairs and watch some TV." Bonnie frowned, "uhh, are you mocking me or something?" She asked Lorenzo mentally face palmed, "No-umm-I mean, I have a blindfold-" Bonnie giggled, "So you want to go downstairs and watch TV with me, a blind girl while wearing a blindfold?" Lorenzo cleared his throat, "Yes." He firmly said, raising his chin up. Bonnie only shrugged, "Alright." They went downstairs and sat on the huge leather couch. Lorenzo switched on the TV and handed the blindfold to Bonnie. "Care to help?" She smiled and took the blindfold from him. Bonnie put the blindfold over his eyes and he turned around making it easier for Bonnie to tie it.

His voice was low, and there was something so intimate about the way he said it like it was just the two of us in this big, decorated house, and everything else was irrelevant. "I do find it curious how easy it is to sneak up on you, Sebastian usually hears me coming from afar." That's because your brother is actually blind and his sense of hearing is more keen on caching on sounds. "I guess I just get lost in my thoughts a lot..." I forced a smile, but it felt strained like my whole body was still trying to recover from the shock of his voice. The way he said my name...Love ...wasn't helping either. "Love..." Here it goes again... "Can we talk about yesterday?" Do we really have to? I'm muc

I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.

I wiped my tears, controlled my breathing and hammering heartbeats, and yelled at him, "Yes, I can't see properly because I'm BLIND” .. .. Thank You ShineeSunshine ❤️