I have been lurking for some time, but only recently started posting. So I consider myself a new member. D_Cooper is an alias, but Cooper is a literal translation into English of my last name. I am a 50ish American, bred and buttered in Wisconsin, but currently living in Texas.
my avatar is a picture of Matt Helm from 60's paperbacks. He is a favorite series character of mine, filled with femme fatale characters, many who die. He is really more Spillane than James Bond, of whom's movies the Helm films are an awful parody. I wanted an avatar of an older man with a receding hairline, but to be more realistic, I probably should have chosen Patrick Stewart.
My prefered method of female demise is penetration of some kind (bullet, knife, sword). They can start wherever, but end up in the chest. (A breast shot coup de grace). No head shots. I also have death fantasies of my own, which are the same as listed above. Not into strangling. As Trevor Howard explains to Frank Sinatra where he is going wrong using a rope (from Von Ryan's Express) "You're taking far too long. Your average Nazi will tend to get impatient waiting for you to finish..."
I like my ladies to be dressed in either a skirt or a dress, no pants (another Matt Helm foible) I prefer stockings and garter belt to pantyhose, but both are preferable to bare legs. Up until a few years ago I was definitely a leg man, but more recently have become more and more fixated on breasts. (I say my ladies because you should be able to keep what you kill

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I do think a garter on a woman is extremely sexy.
I prefer 'consensual' death, or at least women who are aware that death is always a possibility of the game they are playing. I started out by reading Storm's stories of Black Ops, and they are still among my favorites. I do not like innocent victims. I also do not do rape. I will not read about it nor watch graphic videos.
Rather than start an early stimulus post, I'll finish up here. Like other's, movies and TV were my introduction fo female deaths. One I remember vividly is Elke Somer's machine gun demise in 'the Wrecking Crew'. Her almost orgasmic gyrations were very exciting. I also sometimes fantasize about being the henchman who dies with her. As if our dying together is some kind of shared sexual experience. Dianna Rigg's death in OHMSS, was probably the most traumatic, as I was a fan of the Avengers. Also an unhappy ending by the demise of the female lead was a new and strangely titillating concept.
My own death fantasy was revealed to me in the 5th grade. As a class project, we were glong to film a movie of a civil war battle. In the planning stages an image of my charging up a hill, clutching my chest dramatically as I am shot, then rolling downhill all the way to a dramatic puppet whose strings have been cut death pose was giving me a tingling sensation in my groin. I had no idea then about sexual excitement and was vaguly ashamed of my feelings, which I kept secret until finding this community.
So much for one liners. Sorry, Bluestone.
