Cotton Ball Blindfold Game Novels & Stories

Seraphina's POV “I want to play a game tonight,” Cassian said, voice soft and husky. He held a black silk blindfold in his hand, dangling it from two fingers as he walked toward me. I was already trembling. “A game?” I whispered. He smirked. “One where I touch, taste, and tease you until you forget your name.” My thighs clenched. He reached me and gently slipped the blindfold over my eyes, tying it at the back of my head.

"The rules are simple! The blindfolded partner must navigate the course relying only on the voice of their partner. No touching until the final catch! If you touch the ground or an obstacle, you freeze for ten seconds!" "No touching," Elion whispered. "Great." He felt Cale step back. The loss of contact was immediate and jarring. The darkness felt heavier suddenly. "I'm right here," Cale said. His voice moved to Elion’s left. "I'm walking the perimeter. I'll be three feet away from you at all times." "Promise?" "I never break a promise to you." "Three! Two! One! GO!" An air horn blasted. Chaos erupted. "Left! No, your other left, you idiot!" Kieran’s voice screamed from somewhere to the righ

“The rules are simple. Every one of you will be monitored by the maid beside you and to ensure total clarity of the final result, they have a camera clipped on them. One part of each couple will be blindfolded, the first to place a kiss perfectly on their partner's lips wins. The non-blindfolded partner is not to move from their initial position, doing so will cause a deduction of point. No form of noise or cheering will be tolerated during the game. No hands are allowed either. After the first round, the blindfold will change to the second person. Understood?” “Yes!” “Please, place the blindfold on the instructed person.” Easton winked at me and I smiled before my world went dark. The tune

A massive chessboard stretched before us. It was covered in black and white tiles. “Under several tiles,” the system explained, “are traps. Arrows. Poison gas. Explosive mines. Rising spikes. And so much more fun weapons.” A blindfold dropped from the ceiling, falling the first tile in the chain. “One partner walks blindfolded. The other guides them verbally.” My throat dried. What type of crazy game was this? who blindly in trust their lives to a stranger? Just then, a couple stepped forward.

I’m impressed with Tyson for using my fight as a learning opportunity. “Another example of how crucial our senses are to survival. It is imperative that we hone each of them so that should one be rendered useless the others are quickly able to pick up the slack.” He pulls away the sheet to reveal one of those machines that spits out tennis balls. Now, this should be interesting. “Meet the Spinshot Player. It has a capacity of a hundred and twenty balls and feeds the balls from nineteen to sixty-eight miles per hour with a feed frequency of two to ten seconds. Today you will be blindfolded and given nose plugs and have to rely on your hearing to dodge the balls,” he announces with a grin. Eve

Rye wanted to cry because he verbally harassed her, but she restrained herself. "The game consists of two parts: untimed and timed. And we will perform it three times with and without a timer. Since it could take some time without a timer, we will begin "seek the honey" with a timer. Here are the details," he stated while looking at her. "I will also blindfold you when we take turns, but you will go first. I'll dip my finger and place it where I want, and you must locate it and lick it, gets?" “Yes.”

The next game was a hide-and-seek game using another very different method of placing some bowls on a table, closed upside down and the contestant was to turn their back away while something would be put into the bowl without them having any idea. When they turn around, they would be asked to pick something and when they get to the exact place they were asked to pick, they would be given a sum of money for winning. The game was fun and we all laughed heartily at how contestants failed without picking the right thing that might be next to them. A few minutes later, it was the fighting game and they were to use sharpened blades that wouldn't cause wounds on them. The fight was very interesting

I ask, worriedly but he quickly shakes his head. "It's really fun, Diana just had a bad experience playing once and has hated it since." he replies simply, and I nod my head in understanding. "How do we play?" I ask. "Pretty easy, first you go and lay down on the couch and then I'm going to put a blindfold over your eyes, okay? It's only for a few seconds so don't worry. It's like hide and seek." he explains. "Oh, okay." I reply, going and laying on the empty couch across from him.

Stanley glanced down at her and said, "Hmm? I'm not sure. It was dark, and I couldn't really see. When the lights came back on, you were right next to me, so maybe it was." Zara looked around and noticed that nobody else had their eyes covered. She figured the game was supposed to be about finding a dance partner blindfolded. Only then could they take off their blindfold. That guy kept her blindfolded, so she could not see a thing.

“Well, well. That didn’t take long. I was almost hoping you’d fail.” I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. “Disappointed?” “That depends. What did you come up with?” I sauntered toward him, stopping just a few feet away. “You like games, don’t you, Your Highness?” His smirk deepened. “You’re catching on.” I held up the scarf. “Then let’s play one.” Cassius arched a brow. “Intriguing. What’s the game?” I let the scarf slip through my fingers, watching his gaze track its movement. “It’s simple. You let me blindfold you, and I’ll… entertain you.”