Witchcraft

The craft of the wise has been practiced in secret for centuries.

Witches have often been accused of all sorts of truly ridiculous feats.  From flying through the night air on broomsticks to sneaking into windows to steal away infants, witches have been the boogey(wo)man in the night, the thing that gets blamed for all the misfortunes in the world. Scary witches with lumpy green skin and warts populate our fairytales and sleek vixens with malice in their hearts adorn the covers of pulpy paranormal romance novels.

I’m kinda ok with the romance novel versions of witchcraft.

You see, those atrocious novels come much closer to getting it right than the fairytales do. I’m not likely to try to sneak into your house to make all your milk go bad, nor do I fly on a broomstick. Oh, no, I fly on a Hitachi and I’ll sneak into your bedroom to make your cock go hard! I’m more interested in the ways I can wind you around my finger than how to make the crops fail. If you were to offer me a choice between dancing naked under the full moon or messing about with truly gruesome spell components, well… point me towards the bonfire baby!

My craft may have been a secret, once upon a time.

Lucky me, I don’t have to practice my art in secret anymore. I’m out of the broom closet now! (Fuck, I’m out of every closet imaginable, just way out there, being me and having fun.) If you’ve followed my Fetish Phone Sex blog, then you know just how out I am. Well, now you can follow along with my adventures in the supernatural over at Supernatural Phone Sex. You can expect all sorts of content, from informative pieces on the supernatural and occult to some darkly erotic storytelling. Demon Mistress Simone and I will be running that blog and collaborating on some black magic of our own.

I hope to catch you all on the dark side.