Elden Ring Blindfolded Novels & Stories

Mark and Tom chuckled, low and knowing, settling into the chairs around the table, their legs spread wide, cocks in hand as they stroked slowly, eyes fixed on the show. Elena grabbed a silk tie from the table, probably discarded from one of them earlier, and blindfolded me roughly, tying it tight over my eyes, the fabric smooth but firm, plunging me into darkness that heightened every sound and smell. My pulse raced in my ears, chest rising and falling fast, anticipation making my skin tingle. Blind, can't see, but I can hear her breathing, feel the heat from her body. “Open your mouth wide," she ordered, her voice close, and I did, tongue extending instinctively, tasting the dry air before

Chapter 6 - Maddening Addiction “Would you want to try a pair of sunglasses instead? People here in the city might… you know, get curious with your blindfold,” Lena glanced at her, seeing her soiled clothes and dirtied blindfold. “Here, you can have it if you want.” Lena handed Georgia her sunglasses. For a minute, Georgia hesitated.

DANTE’S POV The green glow of the chemical light stick danced across Elara’s face, casting sharp, eerie shadows that highlighted the terrifying calm in her eyes. She didn't look like a victim running for her life anymore. She looked like a weapon waiting to be triggered. "Blind them," she repeated my words, her voice flat. She looked down at the floor of the bouncing transport, completely ignoring the way the vehicle fishtailed as Kovac took another sharp turn. "How do we blind a signal coming from inside my skull?"

Elion’s heart was pounding so hard he thought it might bruise Cale’s chest. "Put me down," Elion said, though he didn't let go. Cale lowered him slowly until his feet touched the mat. But he didn't release him. "Can I take it off now?" Elion asked. "The blindfold?" "Yes." Elion reached up. His hands were shaking. He untied the knot. The black silk fell away. The studio lights blinded him for a second. He blinked, tears streaming from the brightness. Then, the world came into focus.

As the driver now reached in his pocket and pulled out a blindfold. I became frantic, and didn't know when I started struggling and heaving to drag myself away. As Elora suddenly walked up briskly from behind him and towards me, gesturing for the man to wait, as she strutted past him. I paused as the man stepped back slowly, with his hands gripping the handkerchief tight. And Elora is now standing directly above my head. "You came here to die, Cursed one..." she spat, holding a wicked gaze "Not sightsee..." she pressed, coldly.

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.

"Please help me. I'm being imprisoned.” As she crossed the tiny distance to remove the blindfold, Elfy’s plea was cut short. He squinted against the stray sunshine, then his eyes widened in fear when he recognised his rescuer. "Oh, crap." "Hello, little traitor," Lily purred, her gaze lowering to the small medallion tied around his neck. Her amulet.

With that thought, I struggled even harder and actually managed to break free of the iron chain on my wrist. Through my daze, I remembered what Clara had said. "During the consummation, find a way to remove your blindfold. It could save your life." There was also the secret she had whispered to me. I did not know if it was true or false, but right now, I was out of options. Either way, I was going to die. I might as well die knowing the truth. I wanted to see clearly what this so-called river god really was. I bit down hard, enduring the searing pain, and fumbled for the blindfold on my face. I ripped it off. Light flooded in. I blinked instinctively to adjust, then looked down through the w

he concurred. "Now let's see which will go first. We have Tease, the one on the red blindfold; we have Barely, the one on the orange blindfold; then we have Minimum, the one on the green blindfold; then we have Maximum, the one on the white blindfold; and then we have Perk, the one on the yellow blindfold. Each of them will go according to the level, and each person would have only five minutes with you. I gasped. "Now, put on your mask, lose the blindfold for the first one's eyes, and then he will take it from there."

He approached Liam slowly, his hand resting on the blindfold that was covering Liam’s eyes. Liam felt someone's fingers fumbling with the knot behind his head and his heart jumped in fear. He had been blindfolded for what felt like a hundred years. Liam tried to piece together what was happening to him. As the blindfold was finally pulled away, Liam blinked against the sudden brightness of the huge opulence room.