Note: I had nothing to do with drawing this. Someone with actual talent drew it. Go tell them how great the work is instead of telling me.

Ah, now this lovely image of Lanala was drawn for me by Geknebelt for a commission. It is a companion image to this two part story here: The Dancer: Part 1
Note: This will hopefully be the last of the split stories. I want to make them longer and in single parts from now on. Let me know if that bothers you so I can try to find a happy middle ground.
The chair squeaked as the mighty woman sitting in it struggled with her rattling chains. Another, larger woman glared down into her eyes and the struggling stopped for the time being.
“Shake your head for no and nod for yes,” Artema said. “Do you understand?”
Farrah nodded frantically. “Ymmph!”
She had been tightly bound to her chair with heavy chains. Two sets of handcuffs locked her wrists behind her back and a thick chain wrapped around her waist, attaching her to the chair and attaching her cuffed wrists to her waist. Another chain wound around her arms from her elbows to her shoulders, keeping them pinned and locked in place. Yet another heavy chain bound her legs just above the knees and leg irons locked each of her ankles together. The chain of  The Dancer: Part 2
Meryn’s throat had gone raw from all the screaming she did. But no amount of rage or struggling could release her from the handcuffs that bound her wrists to the bed frame above her head. A ball gag with a head harness kept her from forming coherent sentences but a scarf tied tightly over the ball muffled all of her anger.
She still wore her yellow dancer’s outfit and the discomfort was killing her. But being bound and gagged meant she now couldn’t even change out of it. Not to mention the fact that some rich woman kept trying to make her laugh by tickling her under her arms with a long feather. But Meryn refused to laugh and the tickling sensation just made her angrier. Just who was this woman and what did she want with Meryn? At least she was gone for the moment.
Taking the opportunity, Meryn looked up at her cuffed hands. The damn straps of the harness ball gag obscured her vision somewhat but she got a good look at the cuffs. They were made of a strong steel and t  

The story was all a bit of a shameless excuse to put my characters into ballet dancer outfits and get them tied up because, well, I like outfits like this. And, as you can see, Lanala rocks a dancer's outfit. I could have chosen many scenes to depict but I feel like I enjoyed Lanala's outfit the most and she was the star of the first three series I wrote so getting her drawn again needed to happen, I feel.

And, of course, go check out the art of