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Yep, this is really Thursday's Child!

So Mr. Kink and I are both looking forward to the day when Thursday’s Child, Narration by D, Catalina Loves, and Marky D. Sade are all in the same room together.  We’ve been talking for a while about it, and at some point in the near future it will happen, but until then we have email, text, Gchat, and Twitter.  Here is an email that Mr. Kink sent to Thursday.  The crazy hot thing to know about it - when I got home I had to call Thursday and she had to tell me about it herself and then tell me about how she went straight to D and told him that she had to cum…  and he helped her out with that!  Now that’s what I call love.

Oh Thursday, you’re beautiful. It warms my heart that my Catalina is an inspiration for you. I am so proud of her. I know the girl as well as the Icon. The fact that we both fell into this. I became a fetish writer, because I answered an ad. I jumped in b/c it was a job. Turns out I’m good at it, both in using it to earn money, but I’ve written under pseudonyms… I even had a naughty advice column. Catalina is a persona created by my wife as a means to flirt w/ me at work. Kaboom. Follow your bliss, and answer the door when opportunity knocks.

Yes, I will text you, assuming D is ok with it.

True love. We has it. And we move closer every day. We’re in our ninth year together, and all I want in life is in one pain in the ass redhead.  Now. I have your number. I know nothing of your life, aside from what Catalina tells me. D is a [censored - he's has a good guy job]. Yay for that. For real. I moved out to Oregon, from New Hampshire w/ my friend who went to Willamette Law School. It’s nice that he has a soul, a heart, and a great marriage. Testament to him.

On to you.
Yes.
Consider this.
You. At work. Wherever, whatever. Let’s say you’re an astronaut veterinarian tending to the space chimps. I don’t know. Fuck that. You’re not at work. You’re at the store. You’re in the canned foods aisle, your phone rings.

“Hello?”  You’re not familiar w/ the number, but you answer.
“Thursday?”
“Yes. Who’s this?”
“Hi! It’s Marky.”
“Marky! Wow, this is so unexpected! It’s nice to finally put a voice to a name.”
“Likewise. Hey, What are you doing?”
“I am standing in the grocery store deciding between basmati or jasmine rice (you’re in the rice aisle, now slut. Yeah. Rice).
“Wrong.”
“No really (a little bit off balance) I am literally standing in front of the rice.”
“Wrong. Do you know why you’re wrong?” (not in any way mean, menacing or even intimidating. Just certain.)
“Um. Ok. Why?”
“I’ll ask you again, and this time ask if you don’t know what to say, ok? ”
“Sure…?”
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t know. What am I doing?”
“You’re being a slut. You, right now, standing in front of the rice and dried beans, are getting wet. If I were there, I could bend you over and slide my cock right into your pussy without the least resistance. That’s a slut.”
no response
“Am I wrong?”
“No.”
“Are you wet?”
“You have no idea.”
“That’s because you’re a slut. Your heart is pounding. Your blood is running hot, and your pussy, your wet slutty whore pussy is dripping. All because a stranger called you a slut.”
You’re breathless. You’re maintaining composure, because you’re smart and sexy… and you are a slut. You dig this. You can’t wait to tell D.
“I am a slut.”
“I know that. Do you know that?”
“I do. I want you to fuck me so badly. I want you to make me your slut”
“I know you do. I’m going to take you there, Thursday. The filth will pour from your mouth as you open your body to me… to us. D and I will fuck you. He’ll show me what a good whore you are. And then, as a consultant, I’ll advise him how to take you to that next level. You’re his wife. You love him. You love him. I’ll take you there, and he can watch, and cum, and fuck Catalina while it happens. When I take you, it will be as a thief in the night.”

You want D and I to cover you with cum. All over. Slutty. Whorish…. there’s no spin you can put on it. You’re a cum slut. D and I will fuck you at the same time. Catalina and I will fuck you. I’ll show you, between long sweet kisses, how to give Catalina the best oral. I know how she ticks. I’ll show you how to call her a whore. Imagine that, little slut angel. Imagine Catalina sucking your cock. Imagine my fingers pulling your beautiful nipples while she takes you all in. Wearing her strap on. The one you’re about to use on……

I will cum in your mouth. Your tongue will please me in that most intimate area. And mine will do the same to you. Show me how well you know your man. Show me how you can belong to him. Show me how he belongs to you. Nothing’s hotter than topping a domme. You’ll see.

D, Show me how to make Thursday lose her mind. Catalina and I can both top you… hard and soft. We can all just fuck. We can all just chill naked and just touch.

Cum for me. As soon as you can after reading this. I don’t care if it’s in the bathroom at your parent’s house.

Do it, Your interior monologue should be “I’m a slut I’m a slut” Put that energy into it. Let it become a mantra.

Ok. I’m exhausted. 4 hours sleep. I’m just rambling.
So.
Yes.
Let’s play.
:)
Marky