February News

Whats new on the Gallery!

Flush for Fantasy

New to you is Flush for Fantasy on Mistress April’s Kaviar Gallery.

My slave had to honor of helping me clean out my bowels and then receiving my lovely brown shower all over his face – with some added nuggets of brown poop to sweeten the deal!

Coming soon is Slave’s Water Toilet. I get creative with my slave and find a way to make him my water toilet. Watch the trailer – click below.

A story to inspire your desires!

From time to time I will share some wicked slave fantasies here and I encourage you to do the same

“All that you hear are the sound of her heels walking along the passage, loud, rhythmical. As she gets closer you hear her rubber baton clattering along the iron bars of the cells before yours.

You know she is coming for you… you are not sure if you are excited or scared. Your penis becomes engorged and your heart rate increases as her steps get closer. Sometimes they stop and it sounds like she is giggling quietly to herself – you know this too should scare you but for some reason you’re not and you know you will pay the price for this foolish behavior.

You’re on the floor, on a sleeping bag that is your bed in the cold, dark cell… only a bucket as a toilet and an annoying cockroach your only company. For now it’s dark and as you lie there, tied to the metal chains on the wall, you can still smell the humiliation of the day before’s punishment… flash backs cover your thoughts, you can still feel the heat of your Mistress’s shit on your face and body and you are sure some of it still sits in your nose giving a constant stink smell. Yesterday my mistress shat in a big bath type bucket then she told the prison guard to restrain me (I was uncomfortable, I couldn’t support my body and my hands and legs were tied… bent and wrapped, looking like chicken wings).

The guard then shoved me in the big oval metal bucket… on my face, because my legs and arms were tied I could not move myself, so I just needed to accept that her shit would be all over me and in my face and getting into my mouth and ears…

Mistress April talked to me while this was happening, taunting me, insulting me, she made me feel ashamed of myself, her words harsh and cruel… and for extra fun she would use the cattle prod on my naked exposed ass and back thighs and my balls… which in fear has shriveled up but she found them. Every time I squirmed, my face and chest rubbed more into her shit… no option to move, helpless.

Mistress felt the need to pee, so she made the prison guard force my ass open with a funnel which she peed into, I could feel her hot pee in my ass… the guard removed the funnel and roughly shoved a large butt plug to keep it in.. the pain shot through my ass and I cried out but that just made the shit go further into my mouth, I retched over and over again … and now my pillow was her shit and some of my vomit- it was disgusting… I wanted to die. She had more and peed directly over my head, making the shit wet and mushy. It was stuck to my hair and most of my chest and face.

She left me there for a while, then the guard picked me up and untied my legs and arms so I could stand and walk. Now I needed to shit because of my mistress pee enema and I moved around a lot trying to fight against the need to shit and my stomach cramps.

I could see Mistress watching me, with her arms crossed, a disgusted look on her face but I could see her smirk. Mistress was loving watching me squirm, full of her shit and pee on my face and knowing I needed to get rid of my own shit after she peed in my ass.

She made me walk back to my cell with my ankles and wrists tied in short chains.

While I shuffled back she whipped me from behind, the butt plug could not hold the shit and pee anymore and it started to run down my legs and onto the floorm which made Mistress very angry.

She made me stop and lick it clean, I was so disgusted and humiliated and I felt sick because of licking the shit and because I needed to shit so badly.

We continued to my cell and she continued to whip me. When we got there she untied my hands so I could use my toilet bucket. Then she left, leaving me smelly and dirty – that was yesterday.

Now I hear her coming for me again. She is almost at my cell. What will she do today, what sins do I need to answer for today? Show me my goddess, I want to repent, I want you to cleanse me of my sins that give you such pain and I want to make you happy so you will give me the privilege of living at your feet forever”