Well what would you do when confronted by a dominatrix from the Gold Coast brandishing her hefty whip? Granted - this was not what I expected to find at your friendly Australian VFestival - but hey, maybe this is how they like it on the East coast? I was merely content mooching around asking lovely people 'so what band are you looking forward to seeing?' when suddenly I find myself being challenged to receive a major arse whipping by this hard-as-nails girl who looks like she'd have me for breakfast, spit me out, pick through the leftovers then chew me up all over again. Fully self-aware and secure in the knowledge that I am a major wuss, I let my trusty deputy step in and take my place for the money shot in this S&M fantasy. Nice one Henry (and yes he had a big red mark on his back for the rest of the day, but I get the feeling he kind of liked it). Gold Coast girls - you scare me... But, naturally for a cowardy-custard, when asked if I preferred to give rather than receive - yeh of course! I was happy to comply. So I did.