A MAN the State claims was Graham Dwyer told Elaine O’Hara that he would get her pregnant if she helped him stab someone to death, after she asked him to stop stabbing her as she was scared he was going to kill her.
When she expressed concerns about being caught, he noted that nobody had ever been caught for killing Raonaid Murray or a homeless woman in the Phoenix Park.
The evidence was heard this morning on the 35th day of the architect’s murder trial at the Central Criminal Court.
Mr Dwyer (42) is charged with murdering Ms O’Hara at Killakee, Rathfarnham, Dublin on 22nd August 2012, hours after she was discharged from a mental health hospital.
The Cork-born father of three of Kerrymount Close, Foxrock in Dublin has pleaded not guilty to murdering the 36-year-old childcare worker on that date.
Prosecutor Sean Guerin SC continued to read out dozens of the messages this afternoon between Ms O’Hara’s iPhone 086 3311207 and the number 083 1103474.
This was the number of a prepaid phone purchased by a “Goroon Caisholm” which the prosecution claims was being used by Mr Dwyer.
Mr Guerin was reading from transcripts of the texts for a third day as Crime and Policing Analyst Sarah Skedd gave evidence.
He referred to the users of the two phones as “he” and “she” throughout his narration of the messages as it continued this afternoon.
Before lunch texts were read out detailing an exchange in the summer of 2011 in which he spoke of planning to kill someone, and also said he had a free house for a number of days when he sent a text on 6 September.
When evidenced resumed this afternoon, the court heard she later texted him, saying: “I’m trying to distance myself from that stuff.”
“I’m being used and I don’t want to be a piece of s*** on the side, I want to be the only one, be it vanilla or BDSM,” she texted. “If BDSM, if not the only one then the main one.”
On September 8, he texted saying he would be “here for you if it doesn’t work out.” Later that day: “Offer of baby or ending your life always there. X.”
There was a “substantial break” in the messages, which Ms Skedd said was because either there weren’t any or they were not available to be recovered either from Ms O’Hara’s iPhones or the computer backups.
One text on October 6 from her to him just said: “Hi, how are you?” and the next day, from him: “I’m good, missing tying you up.”
“Can we meet up sometime?” he asks, to the reply: “Yeah, maybe, how is plan going?”
“Terrible”, he replied. “ I have everything in the car, have tried a few dry runs but always too nervous or people coming along. Have to be really really remote to do it. Wish you were with me.”
“Looks like it might always be a fantasy,” he texted, asking her: “You still have fake knife? Would love to play after work.”
She said: “no, still looking,” to which he replied that he was “still available for part time play until you find Mr Right. No blood, I promise.”
She told him the “code downstairs” had changed and added: “I have heard that one before.”
He asked her to skip college to “get raped” and again promised: “no blood.”
“I don’t think so, college is important to me as I am doing two years in one,” she replied.
She said she did not use the new code and always used her key.
“Let me know your terms; no real knife, no anal or whatever, safe word etc,” he said. “I will be OK with rape and fake knife and will do anything you want.”
She later told him: “I have been thinking about getting chained every day to tell you the truth.”
On October 10, she told him: “I haven’t made my decision yet.”
Later, she said: “Sorry I have to say no. You are good, don’t get me wrong, but I need a bit of loving now. You can be rough even when you don’t try to be… I always end up with marks, even without the real knife.”
On October 12, he texted he was “not mad, disappointed.” She told him: “I know it will lead to cutting… you just can’t help yourself.”
“Come hunting with me,” he asked, to which she replied: “I won’t be able to keep it a secret. As long as I don’t know who or where it will be OK, I’ll help you with everything else, planning, cleaning up etc.”
On October 24, she texted: “Don’t be mad at me, I’m just not good at keeping secrets. I told my dad about BDSM for God’s sake. Who the f*** would do that? I just can’t keep secrets.”
When she told him she did not want to “play”, he texted: “What about baby? Clock is ticking.”
“That is not fair, I can’t afford a baby for f*** sake... Everything is maxed out, I don’t even eat dinner anymore, beans on toast for the last two days,” she texted, telling him she had figure out how to pay her debts and adding: “Baby is out of the question.”
“What if I pay you for play?” he asked.
“I am not a prostitute, I am a person. I have dignity,” she replied.
“Not when you are chained up, you are not. We would be helping each other out,” he texted, telling her that being “humiliated, used as a sex slave and a breeding cow” were “all a part of BDSM.”
He later texted: “I’ll keep you locked up like Fritzl.”
“You say that but you can’t because you have a family,” she texted.
“You can live in my office basement,” he said.
“Yeah sure,” she said. “If it was that easy you would have done it a long time ago.”
When she told him he could not call over because she had been smoking, he said: “Then come to my office.” She said she was studying.
On November 4, she sent him a message saying: “I need my keys back, I have to give them to the builders, can you get them for me?”
“Hi there, would love second chance long term. No marks and could develop into affection and baby long term if you give up smoking,” he texted.
“Don’t want to be the bit on the side anymore,” she replied, adding: “you really don’t listen.”
She asked again about him returning her keys.
On November 10, he texted: “Can’t find them, sorry, you will have to get some cut. Do you really have builders coming or are you worried I’ll slip in and slit your throat?”
She told him she was getting furniture fitted.
“You are lying, you want to keep them, you are too organised to lose them,” she went on to text.
When he asked if she was not too broke to get furniture, she explained that her father had consolidated all her loans and she was paying him back.
“If I find them of course you can have them back. If you are naked and chained on your bed and want me to come and f*** you, I’m sure I’ll look harder.”
“I tell you what, I’ll do that if you leave your wife,” she replied.
She admitted to him she missed “play” but said: “I don’t trust you.”
He told her she could still look for a full time master.
“I would love you forever if you helped me fulfil my dream,” he said, to which she replied: “Bulls**t.”
In a later text, he said they were “evenly matched.”
“No, we are not evenly matched, we want different things,” she said. “You want someone part time. I want full time love. Different.”
He said he had loved subs in the past and they wanted him full time.
She said she was like that at one stage but not anymore.
“I know why, you know,” she texted. “I am not good looking enough for you. You want a trophy person. All your other subs were thin and good looking. You are afraid to show people who you really are.
"That is why you won’t get your wife involved. Why you keep that side of you a secret. I’m the opposite, I don’t care what people think of me if I’m happy. I can’t trust you. I just can’t.”
She told him he never kept his word, that he had promised to tie her overnight, that he would spend two days being a full-time master and that he would not stab her, “but you do.”
“I tell you every time but there is no point and in anyway, there is no ‘this time’,” she said.
“I try to do whatever you want me to do, but you know what? I don’t get that back from you,” she texted.
“I can chain you up in basement all weekend but you are chicken,” he told her, to which she replied: “If I was chicken I wouldn’t have let you do what you have done to me, or told my dad about BDSM.”
“We need a master and slave contract. I would owe you,” he said.
“So you haven’t been listening to me over the years,” she texted. “I know what you can offer I don’t need you to tell me.”
“I would be your master and see to your needs as much as possible, not just my own,” he said.
He told her they needed to agree a list of what they wanted. His list was “shorter and easier,” he said.
“Your needs as I see them are to feel loved and cared for and not lonely,” he said, adding that she needed a master to take control of her weaknesses like diet and money.
“Not bad, I’ll let you know,” she replied.
She later texted: “you never try to stab, never” and he said: “It’s a deal, fake knife.”
On November 11, she suggested a “trial run until Christmas” and he told her it was “worth a try.”
“Let’s get together, not master and slave, just you and me and talk,” she said,
“It’s a good start, I will take charge once you become a slave again,” he later said.
On November 12, she asked him: “Sir, any chance of getting 086 SIM? I get free texts.”
Ms Skedd agreed with Mr Guerin there were several days of messages that were not recovered before he again texted her on November 23.
“Is there somewhere near your place I can load you in the boot without being seen, otherwise you can get in the back seat. Do you have bag for our BDSM?”
In another text, he said: “We can do office tomorrow, my place tomorrow.”
The next day, she texted: “Are you having a good time without the mrs?”
Further days had unavailable texts. On November 29, she said: “I have been dreaming so much lately of being punished, not by knife. It’s driving me mad.”
The next day: “I suppose I’d better hide all the goodies I have before you come tonight,” and he replied: “ha ha ha, no need.”
This was the last communication available between the phones in 2011. The court heard the two 086 Nokia phones that were later found in the reservoir were bought on November 30. Between that day and March 2012, there was only one communication between those two phones.
On December 9, 2011 there were five messages between Ms O’Hara’s phone and the 083 phone. Ms Skedd it appeared they had been sent but never went through and expired.
On March 22, recovered text messages between the 083 phone and Ms O’Hara’s resumed.
On January 24, a call was recorded as having gone to Ms O’Hara’s voicemail. This was the one and only contact on her phone from an 086 Nokia found in the reservoir.
On March 23, the user of the 083 phone texted her: “We are good at BDSM, we should treat ourselves to exciting play. Leash outdoors in woods was fun.”
Later, she said: “I don’t want to play, all I want is a baby.”
He said he would give her a baby but wanted bondage while doing it and she must promise “never to look for maintenance money.”
“When can I start planting my seed?” he asked in another text. She asked if he wanted to be part of the baby’s life and he said he could if she could accept a part time partner or master.
He told her a child would be good company for her.
The trial continues before Mr Justice Tony Hunt and a jury of seven men and five women.