Novel & Cerita Pretending To Be Blind

I begged chat to use me, my voice a desperate, submissive whisper. The tips were pouring in. The chat room was going wild. I was a performance, a spectacle, a slave to their desires. Then a dare came in from Daddy69. "Blindfold yourself. And put on the spreader bar." My heart skipped a beat. This was it. This was the final test. I did as he said, my hands shaking with anticipation. I put on the blindfold, my world plunging into darkness. I put on the spreader bar, my legs forced wide apart.

Ever since summer vacation began, my son had been getting a new toy almost every three days. Whenever I asked where they came from, he said my best friend had bought them. I was about to pick out a thank-you gift when I overheard him talking excitedly into his smartwatch from behind his bedroom door. "Reporting for duty, sir! Mission accomplished. Monster Mom believed me!" I froze, certain I'd misheard. Then he asked for his reward. "Dad, can I come to your third-anniversary celebration with Mama Viv tonight? "I'm so sick of eating canned soup and boxed mac and cheese with Mom every day. I could throw up!" My breath caught. I snatched the watch from his wrist. A photograph had just com

I stated, trying to act calm, “You could at least pretend to be cooler about it.” “I am cool,” I said, trying to sound more believable, but I clearly couldn’t fool her. “You’re clearly blushing.” “Shut up, I am not,” I refused, but my voice immediately betrayed me, as it turned high-pitched, making her grin. “You so are.” I just shook my head in disbelief, as I turned my attention back to the field before she could say anymore, and there he was. Focused, confident, and completely in his element.

When Stevan saw the fabric between my fingers, his breathing faltered audibly. “What… what is that?” he asked, his Adam’s apple rising and falling. “A blindfold,” I answered with absolute calm, feeling the constant pulse of desire begin to demand its price beneath my pants. “I want you to trust me, but I know your eyes are capturing every detail of this room and turning it into a courtroom inside your head. I want to take away your sight so you can simply… feel. So you won’t see what’s coming next—only react.” He hesitated for three endless seconds, looking at the black silk and then at my eyes. Slowly, he set the wine glass on the nightstand and nodded, tilting his head slightly forward.

Those three young girls wheeled back and saw a man following behind them, wearing sunglasses and pretending to be blind with the guiding cane in his hand, pointing gently at his feet. The three girls yells their lungs out and stumbled back a few steps in fear. “Motherf*cker! Who the heck are you? Do you have a death wish?” The guy who was pretending to be blind removed his sunglasses without hesitation. In the next second, the three of them surrounded Fane. “No, I think you’re the ones who have death wishes!” Fane could not bother with all the nonsense anymore. He leaped two steps forwards, swung his arms, and threw out three bl

I demanded looking at me but he just stared at me with a guilty look making me look away as I don’t want to see that or wish him to feel that. “It was a Pretense from you guys and I don’t blame anyone for that but I ask the same from you guys to not blame me for doing it. I don’t want to remember any of those things as I was tired during each day during these past months from that day onwards.” I mumbled sighed before taking the college bag from the desk before walking towards the door.

Or that’s what her disguise at least. “Mm… okay!” She answered with a toothy smile. Layla was glad both of her eyes can see again and her vision seemed to be fine after wearing a blindfold for years. She honestly thought she would go blind for the rest of her life. Given a chance to live, Layla wouldn’t waste it, even if it means forcing herself to forget what she initially knew about herself. To fool the enemy, she had to fool herself. “Okay? Are you fine with my condition?” Zev asked her, and she nodded her head as a response.

she replied in a shivering tone “Are you that draft? “You have no sense, now I know why your man prefers her to you, you are empty,” “Where will you tell them you got the video of her making out with my boy from, because she is missing? “You want to expose me? I won’t dare me You don't want to enter, dark club, bad book, be careful with me and about what you do or say. “Wait! Are you trying to order me around? Dark Blade asked.

"Please, just open your eyes." Jung-Ho lightly pats Sook-Ja's cheek. The young girl, whose lifeless body is next to him, and he is kneeling. He is to blame for her current state. While returning from work, she was involved in an accident. He cries out, "Open your eyes," as his own eyes begin to blur. His skull is bruised, and tears are running down his face. He moves his fingers lightly to stroke the side of her cheek. When his hand accidentally bumps against a brand-new wound, he struggles to contain his sobs. It aches worse than anything I've ever experienced, which makes the suffering unbearable. The car is on fire and the flames are rising high into the sky.

I rub my hand at the back of my head, working out an apology. "You dared me to be honest." Marelyn turns with the blindfold on. Her feet are unstable because she can't see a damn thing. I hold her hand, bringing her closer. "How does the blindfold help?" "It intensifies the feelings you get. Your loss of sight makes you hyperaware of everything around you. It's safe." "What if I say you don't have to do these things?" I cock my head to the side. "You want me to do nothing?"