Making money off the hard work of pervets

Believe it or not, there was a time when I made a significant amount of money by writing stories that appealed to a particular audience. While I can't pinpoint the exact moment it began, I found myself earning a substantial four-figure salary each month on the platform Triond, specifically through its subpage called "Newsflaver." This subpage catered to a unique niche that some might find unsettling.

One story, in particular, still fascinates me to this day. It involved the tragic death of a woman after a sexual encounter. This couple, both in their fifties, lived in Southern Ireland and were well-regarded in their community. However, they harbored a dark secret – they were involved in perverse activities. One day, their deviant desires led them to experiment with something new: introducing their pet dog into their intimate moments. Unexpectedly, the woman developed an allergic reaction, causing her lips to swell. And by "lips," I mean the ones on her face!

The intriguing part is that the woman had a peanut allergy, and oddly enough, dog semen shares a genetic structure similar to peanut oil. Tragically, before the ambulance arrived, the woman went into anaphylactic shock and passed away. The court found the man guilty of causing her death and sentenced him to prison, in addition to placing him on the sex offender's register.

While I can't recall the exact earnings from that particular article, I distinctly remember the overwhelming number of views it received. Previously, my articles struggled to reach 50 reads within 24 hours, but this story managed to garner over 100,000 views in the same timeframe. By the time the website eventually collapsed, an astonishing 7 million people had read about this bizarre scenario. I can safely assume that many readers were unaware of the connection between dog semen and peanut allergies, so I believe I also provided them with some unexpected education.

Another story that garnered significant attention was about a man who stole a one-of-a-kind, million-dollar replica of a woman's intimate part. This true account revolved around a woman who commissioned a jeweler to create a diamond-encrusted, anatomically correct replica of her own private area. A local criminal with deviant tendencies heard about this unique item and broke into the jeweler's shop one night to steal it. For several days, the thief remained unidentified until he ended up in the local hospital with a severe infection in his penis, which was described as "shredded" according to the initial reports.

Unlike the first story, I remember the earnings from this article quite well. Over its 19-month lifespan, it generated nearly $7,500 in revenue and amassed more than 20 million reads.

Lastly, there was the story of a rather disturbing character in a small New England town. An unknown man in his forties began trespassing into people's gardens, engaging in public masturbation. He would loudly bang on their windows and, in some instances, even block their home's exits to prevent them from stopping him. This unsettling incident continued for several weeks until the police recognized a pattern and set up a sting operation. They managed to detain the man, but not before he had completed his lewd acts at a house specifically arranged as part of the sting.

This particular story spread across multiple articles, accumulating nearly 27 million reads in total. Due to the nature of the ads displayed alongside the stories, it generated a substantial $11,000 in revenue. This success left a lasting impression on me because, at the time, I had unexpectedly lost my job and fallen behind on all my bills. I had accumulated £7,000 in debts (which was equivalent to almost $11,000 back then) due to a high mortgage and living beyond my means.

During that time, I had discovered how to use Google News and RSS feeds to ensure a daily influx of bizarre stories, including those with a perverted angle. Opening my laptop each day meant being greeted by a new wave of sensational tales.

Interestingly, I even acquired a stalker who would consistently comment on every single article I wrote, regardless of whether it was a perverted story or a general piece. Surprisingly, I grew somewhat fond of this stalker, and I miss their presence the most since the collapse of Triond. In fact, I had begun writing a story about my experiences and my stalker, who went by the name Gizelle.

I must admit, the temptation to revisit this strange line of work is quite alluring. As the actor Alex McGowen said in the 1987 movie "Personal Services," "The world is filled with kinky people."