EDIT: Also, because it's fitting and is my first ever story, I've made Lanala's face from this image my new avatar.

Note: This is not done by me. All credit goes to the person with actual talent, the wonderful fiftyshadeofgag who once again brought one of my characters to life. Go and tell them how great this is.

This image is something I commissioned of Lanala based on a scene from my first ever story posted on this site: Lanala
Lanala
She let the world fade around her as she shut her eyes. Concentrate, she thought to herself. Deep breaths. In through the nose, out through the... oh. Lanala had almost forgotten about the gag. The stifling cloth pressed tight against her lips and kept the wadded up cloth sealed within her mouth. Of course she didn’t forget about the thick rope that bound her wrists behind her back. Nor did she forget the others that wound around her arms and the four that bound her legs at the ankles, knees, and thighs.
A strand of her medium length, tied back hair fell in front of her eyes. She always liked the colour but people had a hard time deciding what exactly the colour was. Fuscia? Magenta? Plain old pink? Or was it purple? Lanala herself preferred to call it strawberry because it sounded better and...
Why am I wasting time thinking about my hair colour? She thought to herself. I’ve got training to do.
The room she sat in was plain and emp

I couldn't be more pleased that is the one who depicted the very first DiD scene I ever wrote. I had never written any bondage-y stuff before my first story on here. But the idea was in my head. I had no idea what kind of silliness I had started, nor the kind of intense pressure I'd start to put on myself to "perform' to some imagined expectation. Still, I'm grateful to have had the chance. And I'm happy that people seem to enjoy it.

And thanks, fiftyshade, for your patience, talent, and enthusiasm. It's always a joy to talk with you and work these things out.