Yesterday Daniel and I went to a concert. It was my first time visiting a punk/rock concert.
To enter the concert a security check was necessary, I didn't know that and Daniel was surprised, too. It felt like my heart will explode in this situation when I realized what will happen. He decided that we will enter anyway, because we already payed a lot in advance. I think I wouldn't have made the same descision but it was good because otherwise I have missed anything and have lost a lot of money. It was a very strong situation. The security woman checked my bag (and has seen my spray bottle) and touched my body to search for illegal items (like for anybody else). Of course she recognised my chastity belt and the tightbands. When she touched something unexpected she tried to find out what she had here. I had to wisper it in her ear so at least nobody else will notice. I think my head was red like a tomato but a few seconds and a very surprised look later it was over. Daniel was very proud of me (and I was very proud of me, too) 🙂
Inside the atmosphere was great, it was such a big party. Everybody was dancing and had a ton of fun and then music was so great. Anyone could have a great party except me 🙁 In my tightbands I was so restricted that I was not able to join the pogo dance and I had to stand at the side and sway a bit. It was also so hot, It was definitely one of the times where I hated my belt a lot.