MissyMarie
Bio
I'm just a young woman struggling to find her voice and place in this world. How about we explore it together.
Stories (31/0)
Mike
I saw him the instant he walked into the bar. He looked good, it had been almost a year since I had seen him last. Mike: my ex- fling, he had been different than my other flings. Our relationship was more passionate, it was also more toxic. That was part of the appeal we were sinfully, lustfully, and entirely lost in each other. We would spend hours laying together singing, kissing, whispering sweet nothings.
By MissyMarie 6 months ago in Filthy
A Work of Art
Daniel Michaels is the most eligible bachelor in town. He is my Master, and I am his Little One. He’s tall and muscular with dark hair and brown eyes that promise so much sin. He’s rich and known for his extravagant over the top lifestyle. This man, this god chose me to be his date to the new gallery opening downtown. I double and triple check my outfit in the mirror by my front door and try not to let my anxiety convince me that I need more eyeliner on. The doorbell rings and I count to ten before I open the door. I try not to stare like a total moron when I open the door. He’s stunning in his formal black suit, just the sight of him makes my stomach drop slightly and my pussy throb.
By MissyMarie 7 months ago in Filthy
No More Panties
I chase after the school flirt, Michael; giggling running in between the stacks of books. Michael has long since been on my radar and I couldn’t turn down the offer of a quicky in the library with him. He’s earned his flirty reputation. He stands at about five foot seven with sandy blonde hair, dimples and green eyes that hold so many promises. The library smells of dust and paper it’s empty which isn’t a surprise seeing as it’s eleven at night on a Saturday. Michael dodges and weaves in between stacks of books.
By MissyMarie 7 months ago in Filthy
The Game
He sits and stares at the tv watching football. After the day I’ve had I want some attention. So, I hatch a plan. I walk into our bedroom and grab his lucky jersey out of the closet. After completely stripping down to my birthday suite I put on the jersey and walk out into the living room. He doesn’t notice me come in, so I step in front of the tv. He gets angry for a minute but then gets a look at me. I walk up to him and straddle his lap.
By MissyMarie 7 months ago in Filthy
Asylum
I look out at the stunning clear water of the lake. In the moonlight the lake looks like a painting of the sky above, it’s breathtaking. I’m standing at the edge of the old dock of my family country home. My little sister died in this lake when I was twelve, we haven’t been back since. I look around confused as to how I got here or what I’m doing here. I sit at the edge of the dock, as I dip my toes in the water and watch as the water ripples once my toes break the surface. I sit and watch the moon happily, that’s when I started to hear the voice. Its low and raspy, every word it says drips with venom.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Fiction
One Step Too Far
Amie McGregor had been a pain in my ass for as long as I can remember. She lived to make my life a nightmare. I have always lived by the rule that you should treat others the way you want them to treat you. Which meant that I had to be the bigger person, a lot. In Amie’s case I was always the bigger person but this time she had gone too far.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Horror
Come get some Coffee
I smile as I sing, dancing through the kitchen doing the early morning breakfast prep. It’s two in the morning all is quiet in the hotel and there is not a soul to be found. This is my favorite part of my job. It’s so very peaceful. Being a night auditor is hard it means working the graveyard shift, which doesn’t leave a lot of available free time for socializing. But I love being awake all night. It’s like my mind comes alive at night. I’m so very lost in my thoughts that I don’t hear when he walks up behind me.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Filthy
Dancing the night away
I pin my curls in place as I check my hair over in the vanity. I loved this night. It was talent night at the local BDSM. I’d always loved going and watching the various delicious acts that couples come up with. Sometimes it was something entirely normal like singing or dancing. Others were deliciously sexy like cumming a dozen times in a row or squirting across stage. It was always interesting to see what people come up with I pace back and forth nervous listening to the audience from in the busy communal dressing room.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Filthy
A Nightmare Ritual
I’ve been looking forward to this night all month. My best friends and I are running naked through the woods behind my family’s house the bright beautiful light of the full moon shining down on us. We laugh and giggle jumping and skipping under the moon. We reach our ritual clearing and start to light the bonfire we had prepared earlier today. The flames start small but grow quickly licking the wood, consuming it, and charring its bark.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Horror
A Harrowing Night
I run frantically through the woods my chest heaving breaths of the crisp fall air causing my lungs to protest sharply. I dare not stop though not with them chasing me. They scream and yip and howl like animals as they chase me gayly through the trees. I trip over a root and sprawl out onto the hard cold dirt. I have no time to rest or make sure I’m ok I must keep running, three days ago I would have never believed that this would be my life. Tortured, whipped, broken, and now chased like a hare by a hound.
By MissyMarie 8 months ago in Horror
