DATING DAPHNE – MY FIRST DATE WITH A GIRL SADO-MASOCIST

by Miss Bliss

Dearest Readers,
Many of you are familiar with Bliss Warrior’s fabulously naughty guest blogger, Daphne. I am pleased to present her new serialized blog series, Dating Daphne. Daphne will cover the crazy exploits of the NYC Internet Dating scene and share her adventures as she dates girls and boys, searching for that perfect connection. Enjoy, and Hotel Bliss members make sure to visit Daphne in her hotel room by CLICKING HERE.
XOXOXOXOOX
BLISS WARRIOR

DATING DAPHNE – post one

I had always wanted to date a girl but didn’t attempt to do so until my early thirties. The Internet seemed an easy and safe way to meet someone. So, I changed my search and began searching for women on the site where I previously searched for men.

The first woman I met was a beautiful half-Asian from Vegas named Xandra. She had a way with words, was smart as a whip, and we had chemistry on the Internet which seemed a good start. We exchanged a few e-mails and decided to meet at a coffee shop.

When she walked into the coffee shop, I thought she was attractive though I wasn’t blown away. It’s lucky I recognized her at all because I wouldn’t have recognized her from the one picture posted on her page. She was pretty, had a nice body and good face, but wasn’t calling attention to herself, as she had been in her pictures online. In the picture from the Internet, she had a wig on, and a lot of makeup. When we met, she had short hair and very little makeup on.

She was lovely and charming, making me feel at ease immediately. We ordered coffee and some food, and settled in for talking. We talked about everything. She had a boyfriend with whom she had an open relationship. She described her life as The Story of O. I got the feeling she thought she was better than anyone who didn’t live life as she did; meaning in a sexual state full of sado masochistic highs. She was heavily into bondage, as well. I got the distinct feeling that she felt that those who didn’t live life in a 24/7 servitude type relationship, were at a disadvantage on the path to enlightenment.

Nevertheless, I was attracted to her. She told me she grew up in the city of sin. Her job sounded boring while her life was full of intrigue.

“I like your biceps, they are very sexy,” she told me. I was melting already.

She told me that she had been seeing a married woman for sometime. “Her husband is fine with it though.” I had a hard time imagining that but I was new to all this. Xandra said that she dated women alone and sometimes she and her boyfriend dated people together. He also dated couples by himself. I was fascinated.

“What’s your experience with women, Daphne?” she asked.

“I’ve never been out with a woman,” I replied.

“Never?”

“No, I wanted to. It just never happened.” I said.

“I was with one when I was a teenager,” Xandra told me.

“I fantasized about them since before I can remember,” I told her. “It’s just that the situation never presented itself.”

We talked about her experiences for a long time. She had been with her boyfriend for a good while, and though they were in a committed relationship, she dated women, and he saw couples. Sometimes they played together. It sounded strange to me, but I didn’t care. I was smitten.

We finished our talk, she walked with me for a few minutes, and she mentioned a women’s party on Sunday nights that she thought I should go to. I thought things were going great, after all, we had just spent three hours talking. I assumed we would soon be scheduling our next date.

But she said, “Daphne, you’re just not bi enough. You’re not into women enough.”

“What?”

“You’ve never been with one. Maybe be with a couple first. See if you can handle that. But certainly you can’t handle a woman alone.” And off she walked.

When she left, I was shocked. I was sure that we would go out again. It wasn’t so much a feeling of rejection, though certainly that played into it, but more like, what the hell? I could not believe that she would play with me like that! Why did she spend three hours flirting with me, if she had no intention of seeing me again? Was I a toy? A lab experiment? I knew that the next time I went out with a woman, I would be much more assertive, and if I was attracted to her, let her know right from the start, that I was not afraid of being with her, even though I was new to dating girls.

I found out sometime later that good friends of mine that date couples went out with Xandra and her boyfriend. It was easy to figure out because when Jenya described the date and the girl, I knew immediately. “Was her name Xandra? I asked. “Yes, how did you know!” Jenya replied. “I just did.” I said. Jenya said that Xandra was into being branded and that though she was incredibly smart and beautiful, something was off. Her boyfriend seemed to be forcing her to do things she wasn’t into. Such as kissing Jenya’s boyfriend. And just as I had, Jenya got the feeling that Xandra thought she was better than others.

The other day I decided to look on the dating site and see if Xandra was still there. Indeed, she is. Beautiful as ever. She’s changed her screen name but besides that, everything else in her profile is the same. Some things never change.

XOXOXO
DAPHNE
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ENJOY DAPHNE’S DATING TALES? CHECK OUT SOME OF HER OTHER BLOGS:
PLAYING WITH GENDER: DAPHNE STRAPS IT ON FOR HER MAN
TIE ME UP, TIE ME DOWN: A BI-GIRL SHARES HER FIRST S&M EXPERIENCE

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FROM GUEST BLOGGER V.:
AND THEN THERE WERE TWO – A SERIALIZED TRUE STORY OF A GIRL, HER MAN, AND THE LOVER HE INTRODUCED HER TO: CHAPTER ONE, CHAPTER TWO, and CHAPTER THREE – “A LITTLE PATIENCE FOR SPANKING THE INTELLECT”

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SHE DANCED INTO MY FAIRYTALE – A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER FIRST TIME – PART ONE, PART TWO
CRUSHING ON THE TAKEN GIRL: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY

A GIRL’S FIRST VIBRATOR: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
GETTING HER NUMBER: A BABY BI-GIRL SHARES HER STORY
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