Mistress April, a vision in latex, summons her slave, Ares, to her feet. She runs a gloved hand over his bound body, her high heels clicking on the cold floor. April's fetish for domination evident, she orders Ares to perform a humiliating task. He hesitates, earning him a sharp lash of her whip. April's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as she watches Ares, now adorned in a chastity device, squirm under her stern gaze, awaiting his next demeaning command.