Close to the Edge: A BDSM Story ♥
Monday evening, the night had begun to fall down upon the land, dusk looming like fog in the distance, scattered rays of a bleeding sun scrape across the darkening sky like a fan of knives. Krissy did that night what he does every night: Boot up the computer and log into video games. A few matches of Town of Salem, seeking to lie and deceive the other players in order to lynch his target, or slaughter the Town members, or eradicate the Mafia and Serial Killers in the game. Wit and strategic planning, which never existed: Everyone was bloodthirsty. Yet through all of the cheerful dispositions, all of the laughs provided in communities online, all the smirks and humour made at work, Krissy was never satisfied enough. He was lonely, afraid of going out to meet someone, forever stuck in a vicious cycle of desiring something he lacks the strength to find for himself. Deciding to play some Republic side characters on Star Wars: The Old Republic, coveting the Legendary status for his Acco...