The Twelve Tasks of Christmas

And finally, they are done, all twelve tasks. I had to refer to the list frequently as I get quite silly when I’m getting whacked on. All in all it was a fun project for everyone involved. M says there are a lot of holidays still on the calendar that he needs to research. Ha!

Twelve jambock swingings
Eleven ass cheek canings
Ten titty slappings
Nine bum waggings

Eight nipple pullings
Seven left bum beltings
Six left thigh croppings
Five pussy smacks

Four right bum whackings
Three left thigh beltings
Two titty twistings
And a Marco Polo of my coo-oo-oo-ter.

Here’s a few screenshots from that night!

Aaand I fell down…

…on my first day of January Jumpstart and on the 11th Task of Christmas. Circumstances interfered with those two things happening – funny, in the 12 card tarot spread (1 card for each month of the coming year) that my beloved friend Ruby did for me only two nights ago, The Eight of Swords was my card for January. The high-level name in the Thoth system for this card is “Interference,” though it refers to interference we cause ourselves rather than anything outside – and is a typical situation for me. I frequently seem to be getting in the way of myself.

From http://www.esotericmeanings.com/eight-of-swords-thoth-tarot-card-tutorial/:

Eight of Swords Upright

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  1. In an overall situation we are having a hard time over which is the best option for us to take at the moment. The swords are all different and so are the things which are getting in the way of our next course of action.
  2. We could be having ‘analysis paralysis’ or over thinking things with lots of things going through our mind our will power to move forward becomes scattered on endless unproductive thoughts..
  3. A solution to this would be to take time out and do something different. Get a distance from the situation as the energy you are putting into it is just perpetuating the indecision. So the optimism of Jupiter should shine through once we leave things alone for a while and let them settle in their own way. Have some fun and come back to this in a refreshed light.
  4. We may be wasting our attention on small things (the knives) which are not important.

I will say that I did show up for yoga yesterday morning and then (miraculously) for running last night right after work. I was feeling good, in spite of not having slept past 4:30 the night before.

Hopefully I will have the energy and time to post about Tasks 11 and 12 tonight – I am sure my Canadian Sir would like that!

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The Twelve Tasks of Christmas, Tasks 4-9

I actually did tasks 5 & 6 on time, and meant to post them here right away, but time got away from me (or I was just too lazy) and so I didn’t…and then New Year’s Eve we let it go until too late and didn’t have the energy to do 7, and I had a migraine New Year’s Day, so that scuttled the doing of 8 on time…and so there we were last night, with 7, 8 & 9 to do all at once and me having to post all of them at once.

Whew!

It was actually fun doing so many at once though, because it was more extended impact/pain play, and I’ve been missing that since my Canadian Sir went back to Canada and I came back home. Now that my regular kink partner is back from vacation I anticipate more play time, but that that may or may not happen. We’ll see. In any case, getting all the 1-9 whacks 3x at once was fun!

I don’t think I’ve mentioned that I am doing all these on Marco Polo, a video sharing platform, so I can share all the goodness with M, sometimes in real time. This is a still from the Fifth Task of Christmas…

“On the Fifth Day of Christmas my beauty sent to me –
Five pussy slaps…”

I don’t have pictures for each of days 6-9, but here’s what they were, and here’s a pic of the result of that on my thighs.

“On the Ninth Day of Christmas my beauty sent to me –
Nine bum cheek waggings…
Eight nipple pullings…
Seven left bum beltings…
Six left thigh croppings…”

Now let’s see if I can finish out the rest of the twelve days with a bang and do them all on the right days. ;-)

As the New Year starts I am also trying to add some other discipline to my life. I’m attempting the January Jumpstart 2021 writing challenge (so expect to see lots more writing here,) continuing my 5k Run/Walk program (doing a walk/run at least 3x/week) and participating in Breath, a 30 Day Yoga Journey.

I started running back in November, when I spent a month in Myrtle Beach with M, and although I had some weeks when I wasn’t able to get out because of weather, I gifted myself a treadmill for Christmas and I have been on it consistently since. I started the yoga practice yesterday, and I’ll be honest, the first day was challenging already! But that’s to be expected, I haven’t moved my body that way in a LONG time. Too long. That’s why I am there. I am also there to honor my body though, and to learn appreciation for it again. I’ve wrestled with hating my body/my self during the past year, and I want to move beyond that. I can only do that by doing it. It’s also about discipline, about commitment, about showing up for myself. All three practices are. I want this year to be the year I Show Up for Myself.

Tasks Three & Four

“On the Third Day of Christmas my beauty sent to me –
three right thigh beltings…”

I didn’t have a leather belt handy, so I used this plastic one, with “Scrabble” images all over it, which made me giggle. The giggles stopped as soon as the belt came down though – it was sharp and deliciously painful! It’s hard to tell how hard those “beltings” were – this red mark bloomed much brighter after about 5 minutes, but by then A was massaging the spot and pressing his hard-on against me, and moments later he had me bent over the massage table, where we’d set this up, and was fucking me from behind – so pictures were kind of out of the question.

He’s been “assisting” me in my tasks, and seemingly thoroughly enjoying doing them, as they have resulted in us having sex twice in the past week. That’s 200% more sex than we’d had in the entire 9 months before, even though we’d sheltered-in-place together when the pandemic broke out. I’d begun to wonder if we had passed beyond that phase of our relationship – and whether I was sad about it or not. I’m still not sure, to be honest. Even though he’s “doing the things” to me, it doesn’t get me fired up in a specifically sexual way because we don’t have a D/s connection, and that’s a huge part of it for me. It was just playful fun. We had sex after because he wanted it – which made me happy that what we were doing was turning him on – but I think I’d have been just as happy not having sex at all. BDSM isn’t always sexual, and doesn’t have to be. And it wasn’t a driving desire in me to have him at that moment – I was mostly happy and silly with endorphins. But it turned out well, the sex was good, we both had orgasms and it was nice to be in that space again with him. I wonder if I can just get out of my head, if I can just be present in the moment rather than *thinking* about it while we’re doing it, if that will make it better.

So there’s that to think about.

But it’s a lot of fun, having him play along, having him whack at me, and in some weird way it feels like it’s bringing us closer -in spite of my ambiguous feelings about the sex. We had three days together when we were both off, and I really enjoyed my time with him. We went and did a walk-through at the house again, played musical cars when his broke down, went to a local park so he could rollerblade with my daughter and her roommate and I could run, had lunch out and dinners in with my kids. We cooked together and binged a new Netflix obsession and laughed and talked. So maybe things will all work out.

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“On the Fourth Day of Christmas my beauty sent to me –
four right bum whackings…”

I chose the spatula for my four, and what a fine lovely “thwack!” it made.

Stay tuned for more Tasks of Christmas.

The Twelve Tasks of Christmas – and a Christmas Beating

The “Twelve Days of Christmas” start on Dec. 25, and if you look at the last entries in this blog, before I shuttered it to move on to my other blog, you’ll see that I had done a “Twelve Days of Kinkmas” in conjunction with Molly on her blog, Molly’s Daily Kiss. Yeah that was way back in 2012! I’d done a lot of Xmas, Christmas, Kinky Advent, and etc., type posts in subsequent years, on my other blogs, but unfortunately they aren’t accessible. And since my primary kink partner isn’t wired to be creative that way, I kinda thought my days of kinkifying the holiday season were over.

Enter the Canadian into my life. He likes games as much as W, and because we are long-distance, they are often a way we stay connected. “Each day of the Twelve Days of Christmas,” he said, “I’m going to send you one task to complete for me.” Then I would report back to him, via text, images, Marco Polo, what have you. I decided to post them here too. Just for fun, to get back into the swing of blogging again. And because I know it will please my Canadian Sir. :-)

But first, there was a Christmas Beating, via a most unexpected source. I was playing cribbage with A, and losing pretty badly. Now I’m not normally a sore loser, but I am pretty competitive, and I was kind pouty. “I’ll make it better for you,” he said. “If I beat you, I’ll beat you.” It’s been a long time since he’s offered any kind of bdsm play. In fact I can’t recall the last time he offered and then actually did it. “When?” I asked, a little dubiously (but with a lot of excitement.) “Right now,” he said. Well, I wasn’t going to try to lose, but when he won a few minutes later, it made the loss much easier to bear! I followed him downstairs and I got my butt (and my thighs) whacked! Happy Christmas to me!

A warm holiday butt.

Then it was on to The First Task of Christmas:

“On the first day of Christmas my beauty sent to me, a Polo of her cootie.” I can’t post a Marco Polo video here, but I sent it to him. (It should be noted that once upon a time I mentioned a girlfriend that I play with “kicking my cooter” during play. Apparently, for the sake of the song, it’s been renamed a “cootie.” You know, in case you’re wondering what a “cootie” is!)

And now, it’s Task Two of the Twelve Tasks of Christmas:

“On the second day of Christmas my beauty sent to me, two titties twisted…
and a Polo of her cootie.”

Assisted by A’s capable hands.

So there you have it, Tasks 1 & 2 of the Twelve Tasks of Christmas! What will future days bring?

The 11th Day of Kinkmas

But Santa’s Helper wasn’t quite done with Bad Jade yet. He wanted to leave a note for Santa so there would be no confusion about which list Jade belonged on.

(The Naughty List, in case you didn’t guess by now.)

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To see the note Santa’s Helper left, head over to Molly’s Daily’s Kiss, where his message will be revealed in her Advent Calendar!

Oh…and check back tomorrow for the 12th Day of Kinkmas, in which Jade gives Santa’s Helper what he deserves for Kinkmas.