Gojo Blindfold Novels & Stories

He whispered in my ear, “I’m going to blindfold you now. Being unable to see will heighten your other senses.” I nodded in full agreement, and he folded the scarf into a long, flat line. He gently laid the cool fabric over my eyes and tied a knot at the back of my head. The blind fold was firm, but not tight. I smiled in nervous anticipation of what was coming, even though I didn’t have the foggiest idea of what it would be.

she asked and Alessa held her gaze for a few seconds but looked away almost immediately. “What?” she asked surprised. “You heard me,” she replied and held out her hand. One of the ranked students in the area walked to her with a blind fold. The student placed it in her hand and she stretched it towards Alessa. Alessa stared at it and hesitated a little before taking it. She exhaled heavily before putting the blindfold on. “Ready?” Madam Olga asked, moving behind her. Other students took a few steps back too. She was blindfolded, so she wouldn't be able to aim perfectly.

“This would put Jameson's worries at rest because without any eye contact, I wouldn't be able to read his mind“ I explained, trying to fool the crowd—as well as everyone else that I didn't have other intentions. “Do you agree to this Jameson?“ Lord Kingsley asks. Without hesitation, Jameson took the bait. “I do. He's the one who had asked to be blindfolded. Cali just shouldn't change his mind later on“ A slow smile creeps up my face. “Don't worry, I won't and if I lose this match; I won't blame you either“ The referee approaches me with a red wrapper in his hands. Moving behind me, he tied the wrapper over my eyes; darkening my vision. “Can you see how many fingers I'm holding?“ The referee

I admit. His fingers tighten around mine. "I'm sorry," he says. His voice is husky. "I just... need to feel you right now." I don't know what to say to that, so I don't say anything. I just hold his hand a little tighter as we reach the bottom of the stairs and turn towards the main kitchen. .... The host stands in front of us with his usual dramatic flair. "Welcome to the Blind Trust Challenge," he announces. "Today, one of you will be blindfolded while the other gives instructions. You may only use your voice... but touching is allowed for safety and guidance."

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.

All it took was swapping Emma's and Veil's cologne to confuse the shit out of Rio. That blindfold is very special to me, one of the gifts Alpha Moon gave me that I cherish most. It's a symbol of judgment, one that I cover my eyes with whenever I'm fighting my enemies. I was there the night Alpha Moon tied it over his eyes as he fought the heretics. It was some weeks after he came to our rescue in the dollhouse. That's why I cherish the blindfold. Since that moment it was handed over to me, I trained myself to fight blindfolded. That's one thing my beast loves most.

Somehow, without me even telling Coach about how a certain someone didn’t show up, he found out because he’s Coach and all. “Luckily for us, the game got postponed,” Coach continues, leaning backwards against the chair. He has a single toothpick dancing along the edges of his lips as he eyes us warily. “Which gives us time to seal the whole working together with the blindfold game. Nothing crazy. Baby girl made me play with her during the weekend and I realized it was a nice way to build teamwork…” “Sir…” “One of you will play as the blindfolded person, listening to instructions from the other. A single team against the others.”

” Blindfold, Irish,” said the tall, lean man, extending his hand, and O’Grady grinned, his face dark with stubble, giving him a dangerous, rakish look as he handed over a scarf. “Another of the Don’s little gestures,” explained St Just as he fastened it across her eyes, effectively shutting out the scene that was about to unfold. For some strange reason, Bianca was only getting wetter by the minute. They had done many scenes before, but a blindfold? She was aching with want, a dangerous desire growing in her. Tilting her face to look at him, she searched his eyes nervously. “Master Saint?” she croaked in a small voice.

I hurried back inside to get a blind fold. One of my men brought it to me while I just stood next to the door. “Here you go boss.” He uttered, stretching his right hand to me with the blind fold on it. I collected it from him and headed back outside. “Put this on.” I instructed while stretching my right hand to Diego. He paused and looked at me. I could tell he was confused and doubted that he was safe. He probably thought I was going to kidnap him now. “Are you dead?” Klevis asked rudely.

“Remember what I told you.” My mind flashes back: You need to trust me. I nod slowly. “Yeah. I remember.” “Good,” he says, taking my hand. “Trust my directions.” I inhale. I have to do this. The blindfold covers my eyes. Darkness. Voices rise around us. Instructions. Panic. Laughter. “Step forward.” Felix’s voice cuts through it all. Clear. Firm. I move. “Left. A little more. Stop.” I obey.