Celebrate DeviantArt's 15th Birthday! by Heidi, journal
Celebrate DeviantArt's 15th Birthday!
As DeviantArt enters its 15th year on the Internet, we want to take a moment before blowing out our candles to thank the community for allowing us the honor of hosting the site that you call your home for art. After all, it's the community's 15th birthday, too, and in the past few months, we've been making it our top priority to share with you our plans for the future, celebrate the successes of our past, and look to you for guidance on how best we can serve each of you while entering this new phase of DeviantArt's existence.
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As DeviantArt enters its 15th year on the Internet, we want to take a moment bef
[Teaser #5] Riko's Black Pantyhose by LennoraSilverstone, literature
Literature
[Teaser #5] Riko's Black Pantyhose
Riko gave him that menacing look again, “SO! As you might have grasped by now, this is not a request, it is an order! You really have no choice here. I suggest you get off that chair and start with what you so blindly and brilliantly promised to do. Drop to your knees”. It was at that moment Sora’s mind was made up. This was happening, it was real, he was about to be dominated by this goddess, HIS goddess. He jumped off his seat and dropped to his knees, in front of Riko, looking up at her, waiting for the next words to come out of her mouth. Riko, now back on the desk, smiled in satisfaction. She took off her shoe
[Teaser #4] The Class President's Slave by LennoraSilverstone, literature
Literature
[Teaser #4] The Class President's Slave
Sora lost his words once again and blindly obeyed. There was a battle going on in his mind. “Is this ok? She is being a bitch, but I kind of like it. Is something wrong with me? Is this normal? Should I just go along?”. Dozens of thoughts troubling his mind.
Riko slowly moved back, hopping on a desk, crossing her legs and arms. “Now, as I said, I am not going to kill you, BUT, since you know my secret I have to get something from you in return!”, she said with a smirk on her face. “ANYTHING! I’LL BUY YOU LUNCH EVERY DAY, I’LL DROP TO MY KNEES AND APOLOGIZE! YOU NAME IT!”, sa
[Teaser #3] The Class President's Lewd Secret by LennoraSilverstone, literature
Literature
[Teaser #3] The Class President's Lewd Secret
Sora, slowly pulling himself together managed to mumble a few words, “S-sorry, I… I’m leaving”, he said and turned around, still stunned by the situation. “HOLD IT THERE YOU DOG!”, shouted Riko. Sora froze and slowly turned around again, facing Riko. She was now standing, seemingly having pulled herself together, with her hands crossed under her chest. “SIT!”, she said. He blindly obeyed, not breaking eye contact. He WAS a dog for that moment, he had no say, he just blindly followed orders. “What did you see, dog?”, she asked. “I-I… nothing!”, replied Sora
[Teaser #2] The Naughty Class President by LennoraSilverstone, literature
Literature
[Teaser #2] The Naughty Class President
The classroom door was still open. He walked in, covered in sweat from all the running and there it was, all his darkest fantasies, all his perversion in all its glory. Kinari Riko was under Sora’s desk, on her knees, with her head on his seat and her hand under her skirt and into her black pantyhose. Sora couldn’t believe in his eyes, the girl who gave him that menacing, criticizing look for staring at her in that lewd way before was now on her knees, with her cheek touching his seat, masturbating. As he was standing there Riko let out a faint moan, “SORA!”. He lost it. He had no idea what to do. All these d
[Teaser #1] The Pervert in the Back of the Class by LennoraSilverstone, literature
Literature
[Teaser #1] The Pervert in the Back of the Class
She was incredible, everyone had their eyes pinned on her. She was the one for Sora, the woman of his dreams, his darkest sexual fantasies. Curvy thighs, slim waist, short fiery red hair, a pretty face and breasts the size of one’s handful, fitting perfectly in one’s palm as if asking to be caressed. She didn’t mind the looks, except one. Sora had his eyes locked on her just like everyone else but there was something about his face, something indecent. Riko could tell and as their eyes met, in that instant, she gave him the most menacing, criticizing look, digging into his soul. At that moment she knew. She pouted