I don’t tend to talk much about past clients—most of it’s protected by confidentiality. But “Jarod” is a different story. Part of his domination kink was public humiliation, and our contract included full permission for me to share details of his sessions.

In addition, he had a lot of other very specific kinks he’d hire me to help him fulfill. One very specific one is something I’d never encountered before—or since.

Jarod liked to pretend he was a haunted porcelain doll in need of an exorcism.

He’d show up in full costume: a frilly antique dress, heavy doll-like makeup, glassy contact lenses, and that unsettling, breathy giggle. He called the character Miss Petal.

From there, I had to treat him like a cursed object—chanting fake Latin, drawing salt circles, tying him down with rosary beads, and demanding that “the demon release this creepy little vessel.”

And when the demon wouldn’t budge? I whipped it out of him.

Literally.

Leather strap, flogger, whatever I felt Miss Petal needed that day. He’d writhe around, whispering things like “Miss Petal wants to play forever” in that tiny, eerie voice.

Eventually, once the “spirit” was banished, he’d go limp, blinking up at me with glassy doll eyes, and softly ask, “Was I a good dolly today?”

It was absolutely bizarre.

And honestly? Kind of brilliant.