Gojo Blindfold Novels & Stories

Gwydion asked, ignoring Zephyr's question. Zephyr understood that he was ignoring him but answered nonetheless. "Giddy" "She is indeed your mate" Gwydion said. "Then why was I not able to perceive her smell during the time we worked together." Zephyr asked, still confused. "Because she masked it from you. I don't know why but she didn't want you to perceive her scent. The effect of the potion faded during the time she was in the dungeon and she didn't have it with her to mask her scent again." He explained.

~A FEW MONTHS LATER~ •KINLEY• My eyes were blindfolded as Gianni guided my steps. "If something jumps out at me, I swear I'll kill you!" I threatened playfully, one hand on my large belly. "Relax, nothing is going to jump out at you." He stopped, his hands on my shoulders, "Okay, take off the blindfold." I whipped off the blindfold and gasped, my hands going to my mouth in shock at what I was looking at.

Justin let out a low chuckle as he spanked my ass once again while I trembled against him. “Pick a blindfold, stunning.” Justin murmured after a few seconds, pointing at the two blindfolds which were citrently being held up by Blaze. One was black and the other was white, I personally liked the white one, it was one of my favorites because aside it being decorated with real diamonds, it gave me this illusion that I was innocent, when indeed, I wasn’t. “The white one.” I watched and gulped as Blaze moved towards me, “I’ll miss staring into these gorgeous eyes.” Blaze murmured right before the blindfold covered my eyes, cascading me in complete darkness which I eagerly welcomed.

My heart and my thoughts weren’t on the same side anymore. He guided me toward a small alcove draped in velvet “Sit,” he murmured in a low tone. “Just watch. That’s all.” Then his lips curved, almost teasing. “Tell me, Delilah… have you ever heard of the blindfold game?” I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. “Also calked the ‘Blindfolded Session'. Everyone gets blindfolded and the lights are turned off completely dark. You can fuck whoever you want without knowing who it is.' He grinned mischievously. 'No faces, no names, just raw sex.'”

Hoarding more skills and knowledge was never a waste. “Let’s begin,” Karina retrieved a blindfold from her pocket. “For the first training, your job is to avoid getting detected by me for thirty seconds while I am blindfolded. You have ten seconds to hide. If I find you, I will shoot you. Those who I tag have to restart the timer for thirty seconds. Your ten seconds begin now.” Scrambling to find good hiding spots while Karina secured her blindfold, Zen wondered if his training with Liu Feng would come in handy. It didn’t manage to fool Johan, but surely it could fool an NPC, right?

“Not bad.” A faint smile tugged at his lips. “Good. Let me know if it becomes too much. You know the game already.” Then there was the blindfold, a deceptively simple piece of silk. Once it had covered my eyes, the world narrowed to touch, sound, and breath. The absence of sight heightened every other sense, making the brush of fingers or the whisper of movement feel thrilling. “Can you see anything?” Chris’ voice came from somewhere close, though I couldn’t tell exactly where.

Arielle noticed it. The distance. But she said nothing. "First we remove your primary crutch." He pulled a strip of black cloth from his belt and stepped closer. "Stand still." Arielle didn't flinch. He tied the blindfold over her eyes, swallowing her world in darkness. "Do not rely on your eyes," Leo said, stepping back as his voice drifted around her, moving like a ghost. "Feel the air. Listen to the scuff of my boot. Feel." Arielle exhaled deeply, a breath of silence.

She looks like a masterpiece of submission. "You’ve spent days worrying about getting this job, Iva.” I pick up the black silk blindfold. "But tonight, it’s time to let go of everything. No more CVs, no more interviews, no more logic. Just lose yourself in your submission to your Master." I tie the blindfold tight, plunging her into darkness. Her breath becomes heavy and her chest heaves as she loses her sight. Then I fit the ball gag into her mouth and buckle it behind her head. The muffled, needy whimper she lets out through the gag is the best music.

He moves with a raw power, each step a testament to his untamed determination. Swift as a shadow, I rely not on sight but on the subtle shifts in the soundscape surrounding me. The whoosh of air, the brush of fabric, the faint rustle of muscles in motion—all contribute to the intricate tapestry of this blindfolded encounter. My mind becomes a canvas of strategy, calculating their every move before they even act. I exploit the gaps in their approach, ducking and dodging with razor-sharp timing. The seconds stretch into an eternity, the suspense building with each passing moment.

I pestered him even more but he told me that he wouldn’t say anything as he wants me to see things for myself when we get there. The excitement I felt was so intense that I rushed my ice cream and impatiently waited for Enzo to be done. He finished and after paying, we both made our way back to the car. Enzo dumped the bags he was carrying in the back seat of the car and when we got in he handed me a black blindfold. “You have to put this on.” He said as he helped me with the blindfold but I wasn’t too crazy about it. “Do I really have to have this blindfold on?” I questioned and felt Enzo’s lips on mine, his tongue forcibly parting my lips as he explored my mouth.