Posted by: by surrender4love

A while back, BloodLustDaddy had put ankle and wrist chains on me. These chains were just like my collar in that they were not made to come off unless he undid the links in the chain himself. I had been wearing these chains for over a month and had gotten used to the feel of them on my skin and was really enjoying the feeling of being bound for my Dom even when we couldn’t spend all the hours in the day together. No one had really commented on the chains and when people did notice I think that they just chalked it up to it being regular jewelry. Well, at least that what I assumed people thought until I had to make a run to the courthouse.

I managed to get myself a speeding ticket and needed to go pay it off. In order to pay off the ticket I needed to make a trip to the courthouse. So, of course I wait until the last day the ticket was due to get myself there and I go wearing my regular dress, my collar and chains.

I walk in the door and first thing I had to do was go through security. I took my shoes off, keys and such and placed them on the little conveyor belt and walked on through. A loud beep then proceeded to follow me through the machine. So, I step out and two security guards run the wands over me and it beeps right at my waist. One of the security guys asks me to take my glasses off, which I do. The other security guy asks me if I am wearing a belt, to which I replied no. Now, I am in a dress wearing no panties as is a rule from my Dom, no panties unless he specifically tells me to put them on.

Going through the machine a second time, half-blind without my glasses the beep goes off again. Now, all three security guards grab some wands and have me stand with my legs spread and arms out so that they can better check out my possible hidden threat. The beeping goes off at my wrists, my neck and my ankles. From some reason, the second security guard insists that I’m wearing a belt under my dress… to which again I replied that I am not and that there is no need to inspect that area; trying to get them not to take me in some back room and search me because the highlight of my day would not be three senior citizen security guards having a gander at what is undoubtedly property of BloodLustDaddy. So, they decided since they cannot find anything to have me go through the machine yet again but I am told to walk through it as slowly as I can.

On to the third time: I proceed as slowly as I can through the machine much to the irritation of the pregnant lady and Mormon gentleman waiting in line behind me to get through security as well. Again, despite my stealth ambulation the machine beeps. All three security guards once again grab their wands and have me spread my legs and stretch my arms out. They proceed to now slowly run these wands over my body again. The first security guard holds a wand at my wrists while it beeps, the second one holds a wand at my neck while it beeps and the third, on his knees at my feet holds a wand at my ankles while it beeps. The first security guard says now that they have found the problem all I have to do is take my jewelry off. I just stand there …

“Mamm, did you hear me? All you have to do is take the jewelry off”
“Yes, I heard you. See the thing is… I can’t take it off.

“Excuse me?”

Standing with my legs spread and my arms stretched out, facing the pregnant lady and Mormon guy I repeat myself.

“I cannot take the jewelry off.”

The second security guard doesn’t seem to believe me, so he proceeds to tell me to lift my hair so he can check out my necklace, while the other two inspect my wrists and ankles. Tugging on what he thinks is my necklace he quickly finds out that I am indeed telling the truth.

So, in front of the pregnant lady and the Mormon guy, he says:
“Your one of them slaves aren’t ya? Hey, Bob we have us a real slave.”

“Yes, yes I am one those slaves. Can I go now?”

The pregnant lady gasps “Oh, my God!” The Mormon guy walks back out the front door. The security guys put their wands back, they give me my shoes and glasses and inform me that until I take the slave jewelry off I will not be allowed in the courthouse. I gather my things, try to keep myself as composed as possible and walk out the door. All in all, I’m just really glad that one guard gave up on claiming that I was wearing a belt.

Did I ever pay the ticket? Yes, I did though I had to call to get an extension on paying it due to not being able to get in the building. BloodLustDaddy promptly took off my chains and collar for the afternoon that I was due to go pay the ticket off.

Thinking about it now though, really where else would wearing slave jewelry be more appropriate than at the local courthouse?

~~,~~’~~,~~’~~{@ Surrender4love

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