Gojo Blindfold Novels & Stories

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.

His voice started out loud, ended in nothing but a whisper as the sound of his own voice ricocheted around in his head. "That's right, Si. I am a bitch," I answered even though he couldn't hear me. But his gaze moved to my mouth as I nodded. Then I took his sight from him. The triple thick blindfolds were designed to black out everything. Even the brightest flashlight wouldn't pierce through them. As I settled it over his eyes, I walked around to the back of the cross and tightened the straps around his head. I was careful to catch a few hairs in the knot. Saw his shoulders jerk at the sharp pain.

While Hailey was done picking what she wanted and putting it into the basket that one of her bodyguards was holding, she attempted to start moving but stumbled on someone's leg. “Ahhh…!” the young man screamed in agony because her high heels almost injured him. “Forgive me, I didn't know someone was closer to me,” said Hailey as she stooped to help the young man. “I should be the one to ask you for mercy and not the opposite, my dear,” said the young man with his face facing the ground. “But I was the one who…” as she was about to speak, she was stunned by what she saw after he lifted his head.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

Cael nodded, proud. "It's time for the next phase." He gave a signal, and Jared tossed Aurora a kind of dark leather mask, with thin straps that covered her eyes. She furrowed her brow. "A blindfold?" "To teach you to fight with your senses. To see with smell, to hear with touch. To trust... the bond." She hesitated for a second, but then put on the blindfold. The world went dark. The sound around her intensified. The beating hearts, the wind through the leaves, Cael's breathing.

Then suddenly, a bright light blinded them and a loud voice could be heard in front of them. "Mr. Gojo!" Amelia exclaimed as she saw him flash in front of them as if a hologram. "Good day, everyone. Are you all enjoying this game?" Mr. Gojo said while looking at the camera. He is currently in the monitor room together with Mr. Rayven. Not just Amelia and June could see him as a hologram, but every participant in the average round. " I would like to update you guys that this activity is pairing by pair," he said, then sat up straight. Every student remained silent while listening to his explanation.

My blindness, my accident, the fifty percent that I had been carrying carefully for weeks, now public. "I'm—" I stopped. I did not have a word that was accurate. "I don't know," I said. Noah stood up. Crossed to where I was. I heard him coming and did not move away and he sat on the edge of my desk, close, and said nothing, just was there the way he was always there, present without requiring anything. We sat like that for a while. "The procedure is in three weeks and two days," he said eventually. "Yes," I said.