Eden - Story of a Liar Greetings. I just had a good conversation with a mediator who helped all come to a peaceful settlement in this matter. Thanks Jay! However, he and I agreed that this story -does- need to be told to warn everyone on IRC to some of the dangerous people out there. So. In return for Ulrik and (CENSORED) to stop harassing me and to leave me alone, (Meaning: No more threats. No more emails or posts on my guestbook website. No more phones calls. No more assaults on IRC or msgs through my friends. No more threats of things and pictures being posted about me on their website. No more contact. PERIOD.), I would censor (CENSORED)'s real name and information from the story. (Apparently she's in the middle of something legal and it would be bad for the truth about her to get out. I suppose she could have thought about that before she started threatening me and posting my pictures on her website. Oh, well.) So. When you see "(CENSORED)" anywhere in the story, you know why. A promise is a promise. Thanks, -Eden.


Story of a Liar



This true life story is being written as a warning to others, both slave and Master alike. All of us are vulnerable to those who seem like they would give us our dreams. One adage still holds true: If it seems too good to be true, it probably is. Listen to your gut instinct and inner voice. I wish I had.

It started out as an interest in the man's name: Ulrik. At first, I had thought it was a play on "Elric," the Eternal Companion. After speaking to him, I found out that it was based on his Grandfather's name. He gave me his URL. I visited it and discovered that we both read the Tarot. From this, a friendship bloomed and Ulrik became a teacher to me in the ways of Tarot and other Spiritual matters.

In November, after a few weeks of Ulrik teaching me, things changed. One day, instead of having class, Ulrik kissed me and told me how fond he had grown of me. (This is still IRC.) He had seen the potential of me in a number of ways, including spiritual and romantic. I admit that I was attracted to him. I thought he was strong, witty, creative and intelligent. I welcomed his attention and his praise.

Then he told me that he wanted me for his own. He knew I had the potential to enter his Order, the Order of the Sacred Rose, and to eventually become High Priestess. -His- High Priestess. I was flattered and daunted. He assured me that I had all the time I needed. I would have to go through on full year of training before taking the test to be accepted into the Order of the Sacred Rose.

There was one condition to our blooming romance. His slave, (CENSORED), was not to know. I hesitated on this. I did not wish to lie. He explained to him that she was a new slave and he did not wish to hurt her. She would not understand. Finally, I agreed. (CENSORED) was his RL slave but running a fine line by being married and cheating on her husband and son. I agreed, understanding that slaves who are new to Gor were possessive and easily hurt. Besides, who was I to question a Master's actions to his slave.

This was difficult for me. (CENSORED) asked me several times what was going on between her Master and myself. True to my word to Ulrik, I lied to her. He and I would hide from (CENSORED) on Dragonnet so that we could be alone without her interference. In December, Ulrik collared me on Dragonnet under the name of Dae-Kar. I was erisa(DK). As we got closer to each other, I asked him to tell (CENSORED) the truth. He would not. He always explained that he did not wish to hurt her.

Late December, after speaking to each other every single day on the phone and online, we made plans to visit each other in real life. We had to know if the connection we felt over the wire would carry into the real world. I drove down to see him just before Christmas, scared but eager. The first meeting went fairly well except that (CENSORED) showed up, announcing that she was pregnant, and that Ulrik was the father. When she arrived, I did not meet her. Ulrik kept us separated. Now I know it was so that she and I could not compare stories.

I left that day for home, thinking about things. I really missed Ulrik but was bothered by some of the things I had seen while I was there. He smoked. Something he said he did not do. He drank a lot. Something I was very uncomfortable with. And last, but not least, he had said to me, "You are the only one I haven't lied to. You know the truth about me." He promised this to me. That one statement really bothered me. Usually when someone says something like that, it means: You are the only one who has not caught me in a lie, yet.

Ulrik's lying to (CENSORED) was starting to really bother me. If he lied to his own RL/IRC slave like this, how could I believe him? Also, I listened to some of the more outrageous things he would tell me: "I have branded 22 slaves RL." (Didn't show me the "brands" he had out in the garage.) "I make jewelry. I will make you your gold collar." (Couldn't show me any examples of his work.)

Still, I wanted to be with him. He was very charismatic and persuasive. Two days later, he collared me on IRC. During my collaring, Ulrik was banned from #GoreanXroads. Later, I asked the OPs why this occurred. The explanation was that Ulrik was a brutal man and taken advantage of a number of people from the channel. I could not and would not believe this.

Less than a week later, I was driving back with a very good friend, delilah from #BlackTarnKeep, to his home to pick him up to spend a week with me. I learned a lot about Ulrik that week. I learned that he smoked constantly, even though I'm allergic to it. I learned that he started drinking almost from the moment he got up. (So much for his comment about being a light drinker.) I learned that he could not pay for anything while he was with me. And I learned that he had still not told shirin the whole truth.

In fact, (CENSORED), breaking Ulrik's orders not to speak to me, emailed me to ask if I had seen him. Apparently, the pregnancy issue had still not been resolved. (Though, Ulrik told me that (CENSORED) had left tampons in his trash, so she wasn't pregnant.) Ulrik told me to tell her that he was away on business. I hated doing it but I did not know how to tell him no. Then (CENSORED) and I got into an email fight about who Ulrik loved and she told me that Ulrik had asked her to marry him.

This was the same day that he first approached the subject of a permanent relationship with me. Engagement and marriage. (After knowing me RL for only 10 days) I turned him down. Until (CENSORED) knew everything, I would not consent to any of it. By the time I drove Ulrik home, I was ready to be rid of him. There were too many things that were bothering me. But, Ulrik soothed me, promising me that he was going to tell (CENSORED) everything and release her. He asked me to be exclusive with him and he would be exclusive with me. I reluctantly agree, part of me hoping for my dream, the other part of me telling me how stupid I was being. You see, Ulrik lied so much that he believed himself. It's very hard to combat that face to face.

I think my biggest enemy was myself. I did not want to believe that I had chosen such an awful man to fall for and submit too. I convinced myself that he could not be that much of a liar and as a consequence, proved myself to be that much of a gullible fool. Ulrik was a man who indulged his every whim like a 2 year old child. Even if it meant lying or stealing. He was the type who always had a plan to get around the law and to break the rules.

The next two weeks cemented that I wanted to end things with Ulrik. (CENSORED) was continually telling me about being with him, even though Ulrik swore up, down, left, right and center that when (CENSORED) came over, he slept on the couch. He was adamant to me that things were over with her, that she was just his friend and that he wanted to marry me. Period. That was what he wanted.

Mid-January, I went back down to Southern CA for a conference with a couple of my friends. Ulrik picked us up in (CENSORED)'s van and then insisted that we all go out to lunch. During lunch (that Ulrik made me pay for), he insisted on having a pitcher of beer to himself. I objected, stating that I did not want Ulrik to drink and drive. "Fine, you drive." Ulrik handed me the keys to (CENSORED)'s van. I was not happy.

After lunch, Ulrik dragged my friends out to the side of the building one by one to speak to them privately. As we drove back to the hotel, he decided to tell me what he asked/told my friends. To paraphrase: "How do I get rid of (CENSORED)? She knows about you and I and just won't go away. I want to be with you and you want to be with me. That's the way it's going to be."

All I could think of to say was, "Are you really sure that that is what you want?" Ulrik was drunk and got very upset at my question, demanding to know what I meant and did I not want to be with him? I felt very bad for my friends trapped in the van with us and finally said, "That is something I wanted to talk to you about."

By the time we got back to the hotel, Ulrik was crying and telling me how much he loved me. We got up to the hotel room where Ulrik proposed several times, telling me that he had bought me an $8000 engagement ring. I stood my ground, saying that I did not wish to be exclusive with him. I was not breaking it off completely - just that I wanted to see others and he should see (CENSORED). (I knew he was already. I had finally admitted to myself that Ulrik had been lying to me as well as (CENSORED).) It ended up in a small argument. I stopped arguing when Ulrik punched the wall next to me. I let things calm down and for Ulrik to calm down enough so he could leave. (After borrowing gas money) Ulrik left, promising to see me the next day. He then torn out of the parking lot like demons were chasing him.

I was just glad to see him leave and that he didn't hurt me.

I saw him the next day for very short, awkward time. He left the convention, promising to give me a ride to the airport. He did not call me nor did he give me the promised ride. I was not surprised.

When I got home, I logged online and spoke to delilah. She was the one who had driven down to meet Ulrik with me. Ulrik had once confided that he and delilah had met previously but that she was really shy and wouldn't want anyone to know and to please not tell her that I knew. (I discovered that this was a lie and it infuriated delilah to no end.) During the ensuing conversation, I discovered that Ulrik had already come online and talked about me. Told everyone we had broken up and he wanted to start working on a real life relationship her! (Gee, what happened to (CENSORED)?) She and I compared notes and I discovered that Ulrik had lied to me from the beginning.

I had had it. I wrote an email to Ulrik, confronting him on his lies. I included delilah and (CENSORED) in the email. I explained all that I knew. The lies the Ulrik had told and had me tell. I sent (CENSORED) the log of my collaring. Basically, I laid all the cards on the table. Ulrik was a liar, a cheat and not to be trusted.

Unfortunately, Ulrik had already convinced (CENSORED) that I was the liar - even with all the evidence I gave her and my friend backing me up in front of her. Ulrik and (CENSORED) were together again. Fine. Great. They deserved each other. Ulrik was a lying, drunken conman and (CENSORED) was not much better, a gullible woman who was cheating on her husband. I wanted nothing to do with either.

However, Ulrik was very angry at me catching him at his lies and confronting him. He began to threaten me via phone and email. Telling me that he was going to "get me" and btw, he was a High Priest of Satan (What happened to the Order of the Sacred Rose?) and that he was sending demons after me. (Yeah, right.)

After several threats, (which I still have saved and logged), I went to the police, concerned that Ulrik might actually follow through on something. He knew where I lived. After reviewing all the evidence (email/phone calls), the police assured me that Ulrik was like a school yard bully and a conman, angry at being caught. They told me of certain protective measures that I could do (which I did) and then told me not to worry about it. Ulrik would drop off the face of the earth.

Which is exactly what happened.

The odd thing was, after I broke it off with Ulrik, many of my friends began to tell me that the never liked him. One told me about Ulrik being banned from Sorcery.net for running a con game. They were afraid to warn me because they thought Ulrik would turn me from them. I wish someone -had- warned me. That is why I am writing this. I think the story needs to be told.

Both (CENSORED) and Ulrik disappeared from Jan 18th until now, Mar 20th. Suddenly, both have reappeared on Austnet with a new ISP. (I guess they are still together. I really don't care.) The reason I noticed this, is that (CENSORED) and Ulrik have began to pop into whatever channel I'm in and then 20 seconds later quitting IRC. (This is something (CENSORED) would do to me all the time when she was trying to find out what was going on between Ulrik and I.) This included my private personal IRC channel, #gaan^eden.

This is a warning to you all. Be wary of any with the email addresses: (CENSORED)@as.net & (CENSORED)@as.net or the name "Ulrik." In short, he (and any using the addresses) are not to be trusted. They will use your own dreams against you. I just hope that I can warn others before they hurt anyone again.


As it was pointed out to me, every side has two stories. If you are interested in the other point of view, email Ulrik at (CENSORED)@as.net. I'm sure he and (CENSORED) will have plenty to say.
Note about this. I still would not mind anyone contacting them and asking their side of the story (it's only fair) but, a promise is a promise. I had to CENSOR the original email in the story. You could try writing Ulrik at Ulrik@hotmail.com or Greydove@hotmail.com or Dae-kar@hotmail.com
Mar 1998


Well now. Isn't this interesting. Since I posted this story, (CENSORED) and Ulrik have made death threats, hack threats and blackmail threats. They have threatened to "out me" to my family and to send stuff to my work place. The latest is to post erotic pictures of me on their tripod website. Now, there are two interesting facts to these pictures. First, I -wanted- a copy of these erotic BDSM pictures of me. (Thank you very much for posting them.) Second, these pictures where taken by Ulrik while he was visiting me. (You remember... this was when Ulrik told (CENSORED) he had "business" out of town. That "business" was fucking me silly. And I have to admit, he wasn't half bad.)

Moral of the story: Be careful who you let keep pictures of you.

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(Below is (CENSORED)'s email to me)
Date: Wed, 01 Apr 1998 18:40:21 PST
From: (CENSORED) "(CENSORED)@hotmail.com"
To: skitten@best.com
Subject: the page

Jennifer

does this picture look familar... I asked you to please take the page
down, i am asking you again please take the page down, otherwise i have
know choice but to post all of the pictures at our site with links to
yours (This was one of the nicest emails she sent to me. Of course, she forgot the URL. I'll have to provide it for you later.)

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(Below is my response to her.)
To : (CENSORED) "(CENSORED)@hotmail.com"
Cc :
Attchmnt:
Subject : Re: the page
----- Message Text -----

Hello (CENSORED),

Thank you for sending me the URL. I was hoping I would get the nadu
picture. I eagerly wait the rest of them. Please let me know when they
are up so I can have the full set. I am proud of those pictures.
I am a beautiful, voluptuous woman who was willingly submitting to a man.
Too bad he turned out to be such a bad egg.

As for the rest of your threats. Well let's see: my work knows my hobbies,
so that threat doesn't work. My family loves me, whatever my hobbies are,
so that threat doesn't work. I've taken appropriate measures for the
hack and death threats... so... that doesn't work. You might as well
give up while you are behind. The page stays. Please don't contact me
again.

Thanks,
Jenn/eden

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Starkitten (& so many other names) * "Act passionately;
skitten@best.com * Think rationally;
http://skitten.best.vwh.net * Be Thyself."
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And now, what you all have been waiting for... the URL!!

Erotic (blackmail?) pictures!!

(Well, as you know, the URL shouldn't work.)

Apr 1998


9 November 1999

Will wonders never cease!! I received the below email late last night. Something I never ever thought I'd see. Elaine is (CENSORED) from the above story.

To: skitten@best.com
Subject: what a fool i was

i dont know if this is your email still

but there was some things i wanted to say, what ia fool i was and i finally kicked mykal out, his dad sent him back east. he left me with a few debts that i am trying to pay off. I wish i would of listened to what you were saying then i wouldnt of gone through the hell i went through.

anyway

just wanted you to know that he is no longer on the west coast

elaine

I haven't responded to her yet. I will. I'm just not sure what I'll say. Part of me feels vindicated. "I told you so." Part of me feels very sorry for her. I'm going to add this email to the bottom of the story as an update. It's just too necessary. As much as she was a witch to me, she was hurt by him, too.

I hope this is the last I will ever hear of him.


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