Gojo Blindfold Novels & Stories

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?"

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.

"Yeah." Carefully, Sebestian brings the blindfold up to Ammy's face, who closes her eyes. The silk feels cool on her skin as Sebestian ties it behind her head, and when Ammy opens her eyes again, her lashes touching the soft fabric of the blindfold, it makes no difference - she sees nothing. "How many fingers am I holding up?" Despite the fact that they can't see it, Ammy raises an eyebrow. "I have no freaking idea. Can't see shit."

“I bet you feel right at home Bambi?” “Sure do, it’s not often I feel average,” said the buxom blonde, hoisting her own tits up in her palms. Bambi then turned to the three wide-eyed contestants. “I hope you have busy hands guys,” she told them with a sly wink. “Blindfolds please ladies.” The three assistants were still standing obediently behind the contestants and at Bambi’s request they placed black cloth blindfolds over the three contestants. Joe’s world suddenly went black.

My brows lift in shock, "I am? But I've never played before." "Exactly, the new person to the game has to be it." I huffed and rolled my eyes, "Fine, what do I have to do then?" "You are going to wear this blind fold, which I am going to do because I have a secret knot so than you won't be able to take it off. I am not dealing with people cheating anymore," He said while glancing at some of the guys. "Then you count to 60 while we all go into the forest and hide, but don't worry, we won't go too deep where you can't ever find us. Any questions?"

"I can win this, ok …I feel much stronger but I don't know if I would be allowed to fight with a blindfold. Nothing in those rules says you cannot fight blindfolded, so you can tiger Just make sure your blindfold doesn't come off. That would endanger you more than you already are now. Caspian rested a hand on my arm then, grounding me. “Be safe” I nodded. The blindfold did not hinder me. It sharpened the new senses flooding my awareness. The moment we stepped back into the arena, the crowd erupted again. Shock crashed through the stands when they saw me still standing... perfectly fine when moments ago I looked like I was on the verge of death. Whispers tore through the audience as loudly as

Zoey frowned at the spot I'd selected but nodded her head. "Right, that makes sense." She dropped down into a cross-legged position which only seemed to further emphasize how skintight her jeans were. "And you sit... in front of me? Behind?" Moving to sit across from her, I took a similar position that left our knees barely separated. "In front. We're doing a talking-only session, just so you can understand what the club is about." Reaching out, I took one of the blindfolds she was holding out to me, gave her one final look, and then tied it around my head. Everything went dark.

From their perspective I was still the blind Don—sensing the room through sound and instinct alone. “Boss.” Rukov’s voice pulled me out of the spiral. Then another. “Boss Zeden…” I recognized it instantly. Mateo. I couldn’t see him, but I didn’t need to. I still had to keep up the act for the rest of the world. Mother knew the truth now. Amber knew. But everyone else still believed the blindness was real. Mateo leaned in close, voice low at my ear. “I’m fine,” I told him before he could ask. “It’s just a minor thing. Some people find it difficult to listen anymore.”

Lucas felt his chest tighten. "The result of what?" "Everything Genesis has been trying to create." The stranger pointed toward the compatibility readings. "Your bond doesn't behave like an ordinary pheromone response." "It stabilizes." "It strengthens." "And most importantly..." He looked at Lucas. "...your pheromone blindness doesn't interfere with it." Lucas stared at him. "My pheromone blindness?" "Yes." "Genesis believed an Omega who couldn't perceive pheromones normally would be difficult to influence."