One day, after DdiaperDDom had been exchanging emails with Mei-Lin for a week, she noticed something uniquely different about his emails. As a security-minded person, she had looked at the headers of his emails. That is equivalent to the route the mailman takes to deliver your letter. Early on, they were from a secure server in Estonia that masked his identity. Lately, he had become careless and didn't always use his proxy.

Mei-Lin searched through the headers and determined it was coming from an IP address range she was familiar with. Ones registered to MIT. Her buddy, DdiaperDDom, was located somewhere on MIT's campus! Perhaps he was a student? What luck!

Mei-Lin knew this wouldn't take too long to track down. She traced the IP through several routers and switches. She soon isolated it to the Chang Building. She went from searching for a needle in a haystack to searching for a red cherry in a sack of black beans.

Upon further investigation, she noted the user responses corresponded to the gap between classes. It was from a dedicated system, not one of the library systems or a student with a roaming laptop. Using a few her old security skills, she ran a detection program against the system to fingerprint it.

Mei-Lin didn't get a username or ID, but she got an ID number of the system itself. MIT had matching asset tags on all school-issued equipment. Now it would require a bit of legwork to track it down to the physical location.

All the while Mei-Lin was sleuthing her way toward her quarry, she was increasing her domination of April with the tips she had learned. She directed the blonde to give her two oral orgasms before she diapered her.

If April failed to make her mistress come soon enough, Mei-Lin would spank her the required 10 strokes with a hairbrush until her bottom was an angry shade of red and her lower lips dripping with desire. Mei-Lin knew April displeased her on purpose. She was happy to oblige.

Afterward, Mei-Lin would diaper her and rub the blonde to a quick and blissful release before setting her face-first back between Mei-Lin's thighs to finish what she started. What a glorious tongue she possessed.

The next morning, Mei-Lin let April out of her diaper with a kiss and sent her to the shower. After Mei-Lin showered, April requested some help with her PC again. She was having difficulty with a classroom attachment from her crush, the assistant professor. It was an easy fix. April merely needed to update her browser to support the newer file format.

What jumped out at Mei-Lin was the IP address, the same IP address that Mei-Lin had been hunting for the last few days. Could it really be April's hopeless love interest, Raylin, was DDiaperDDom? She decided today was the day to track down her prey and confirm the identity.

Mei-Lin had one class, then a free period before her next session. It was on the same side of campus as Chang Hall. It would not be far out of her way. With any luck, she would know the location and possibly the identity of her elusive online friend before the end of the day. If it was Raylin, things were going to become very interesting very quickly.

Class was over and Mei-Lin entered the Chang Building to search around. She looked Raylin up in the office directory and found his office on the second floor. She walked up the steps and approached his office. The door was closed but not locked. He must be in class.

A curious Mei-Lin entered the office. She noticed nothing that would give Raylin away as a diaper aficionado. She looked for the asset tag on the back of the system unit. There it was, a match for the one she was hunting. She sent a magic packet to the IP address from her phone to confirm. Magic packets are a way techs can wake up a sleeping computer remotely so they can perform maintenance.

All Mei-Lin wanted, for now, was to confirm that Raylin's computer was her target system. His system came to life and the login screen appeared. He sent the emails from this system. She had her man, or rather her next submissive.

She hastily scribbled a message with a cartoonish diaper outline in the corner on a sticky pad. She signed it MzThistle and carefully hid it under his keyboard. She left the office as she had found it and closed the door behind her. She had a smile from ear to ear. It was her destiny to be the cat in this game. The mouse wouldn't know what hit him.