The Story of My Stalker

After writing about my trip to Utah and having to face my stalker again, some of you sent me questions about him, the situation, and what all happened. Master-Sir had reminded me that I had written it all down a couple of times. However, I just never could push the “Publish” button. So now I think need to explain it, maybe not in great detail, but as much as I can so you all know where I am coming from.

Earlier this year, some of you had noticed that I just vanished from the internet. No twitter. No email, no Fetlife. Nothing. It was a;; gone in an instant. Master-Sir deleted everything about me online. This was after I was told by my boss “to go home, recover for a few days or longer”. That was because someone had tried to breach a secured location at my employment, trying to find me.

As my Owner, He has the right to do that without explanation. But I knew why He needed to do that. I needed to vanish for a while to deal with it all. It was as close to being a victim of a stalker as I could ever imagine being. Unfortunately, someone else, a few days later, was going to have to deal with him a little more. Thankfully she survived to press charges and to start part two of this story.

Hearing the security calls on the speakerphone in my office, using a code name for our department, meaning we had to lockdown until it was clear. As scared as I was, it was the worst kind of humiliation to know it was all because of me. Someone wanting to get to me. My Boss tried to assure me it wasn’t my fault, but it was and I knew it.

I had already dealt with weeks of him stalking me online. The last contact was an email showing photos of me in my parking space at work. Now, THIS? It was like the final straw to an unbelievable journey into Hell for me that had started at the beginning of the year. Our lives were turned upside down, inside out and I was in tears many nights with fear and nerves. His job, my job was both threatened. Our privacy was invaded in so many ways I never thought He would ever allow me back online again.

Innocent Beginnings

A man who friended me on Fetlife, had a profile that looked real and genuine. Or as genuine as they can be on such a site. He and i had some wonderful conversations. Long and detailed talks. He asked about being a slave. We talked about me living in Las Vegas, he was from northern California. He liked to talk about relationships and how they work and don’t work. We talked about training a slave, punishment, and what it took to be a good Master for a slave to prosper. His desire was to find an older female slave like me and finally settle down in a cabin the moutains.

After awhile, things started to change in the conversation. he wanted more details about my life, my work and other people that I mentioned in my blog. I would not answer Him, Or at least not with the answers he wanted. The names of people i associate with are changed and my exact work location is never mentioned.

In our talks, He mentioned he had friends in las Vegas. Almost anyone in California has friends or family here. So it wasn’t that big of a deal for me. I knew that from the start. But I never knew exactly who he knew. After i started to talk to my Owner about these conversations and how they were changing, Master-Sir started to notice some strange patterns of cyber-attacks that were being alerted on the security logs on our Home router and VPN servers. This was followed by my inbox getting filled with spam for bondage and rape websites and other sick stuff.

Then one of the men I work with asked me about some man asking about me or what sounded like he was looking for someone that sounded like me. The coworker knew I was a kinky person in a BDSM relationship. He was also aware that this had happened once before. A few years earlier when I had a real “fan” of my blog try to find where i worked. But this one didn’t feel like that. This one was scarier.

Like the last time, another friend from another resort recently called me with the same story of a man asking about a “fluffy” lady who works in a position like mine. This friend laughed at first because He too knew about the earlier incident. Telling me to control my fans better!

This was followed by several unidentified numbers showing up on my phone. I never answer unknown numbers. Once that started to happen, then came the feeling that i was being watched. I was starting to get frightened. And I was being watched.

I checked with my friends in HR at work. They were curious about why they were getting phone calls to verify my employment. Each call was always getting my name wrong. They were not noticing at first until the different staff members started to talk about the calls they were getting. They assured me nothing was given out because they never got the name or the details right. Besides, they knew I was not looking for another job.

Then he popped up on my other site, Humbled Females, and started to try to talk with me there. He started to use several handles so I could not block Him. From my friends in security, I started to learn a lot about “burn” accounts when various emails started to arrive from different accounts.

Each email was about getting a slave an making her His. About using me as his sex slave to rent out, use and display.

My Master-Sir pulled the plug on everything Internet when I received a series of photos of me at work, getting out of my car with notes telling me that as his slave, i should forget about driving. Slaves of his would need to use public transportation if he allowed them to work.

A lady friend who works in the cybersecurity side of the resort told me she had a clue as to who it was. or at least where the emails are coming from. She was able to link back to the photos of me and my car. Then work back on the placement of the camera and have a suspicious vehicle. Each photo was from a different day and the vehicle was the same she linked back to.

All my years working there and making the right friends and giving the blowjobs to the right people, really came in handy now!! They each helped me in one way or another to find out who this was. But the emails kept on coming and got more vile and personal with each one.

After the alarms and the arrest, I was given a temporary leave of absence for my protection as well as to protect the resort from any problems that he may cause.

Final Move on Me

Unfortunately, the leave of absence was not approved yet when he made his final move and try to breach security. He tried to enter into what he thought was my office area. It was a busy weekday when this all happened, so security was not on top of the game around the front desk area as he tried to get behind the front desk, thinking it was an entrance to the office where he thought i worked in.

As he was held in security, my Owner (husband) was called to come and get me. I was too shaken up to work or even drive and with that, they gave me the next two weeks off starting immediately!

It was several days later when Master-Sir informed me that he had been properly arrested and jailed. However, a relative in Utah had bailed him out. They had no idea where he went after that. Yes, the fears came back really quickly.

Two weeks later, one of my friends in security had told me that they arrested him in Utah for similar activity. My friend found out because a bulletin came across her desk asking resorts and other high-risk areas for information on his previous whereabouts. When he was arrested in Utah, he had more notes on me as well as others he was planning to visit. This time, i was assured, there was no bail. he will face a trial or two.

The victim in Utah was similar in my case. The online stalking turned to physical stalking and even an attempted rape or at least an aggravated assault. She fought back and he was sent to a hospital before being sent to a confinement center in the prison system

Last week was one of his trials. Apparently, because she went forward with the case,, other women in Utah have come forward. Mine was a minor incident compared to the others i have been made aware of. Last week i was there to give my side of the story. Last week seems like a lifetime ago and i want to keep it like that.

My Owner has made it known to me in many ways that He loves me and He will protect me. But I need to be more vigilant i future communications. However, that doesn’t mean i will let this creep ruin my life or make me live my life in fear. I will not let him win.

Please accept my apologies. I know i left a lot of detail out. I needed to do that for my own sanity and to get myself to move past all of this. I want to get on with my life. I want to stop looking around every time I am out in public and I want to get back to enjoying my time online talking to people who i really want to be friends with.

I want to put this behind me.

Thank You !