Sex Game Ends In Visit To Fire Station

As told by Heather Sayers,20,of East Sussex....

Richard's eyes glittered as he grasped the handcuffs from the bedside table.

"Oooh,I love it when you get kinky" I giggled.

My two-year-old daughter Ashley was staying with mum that night.We might as well make the most of a quiet night in!

We been going out for 12 months.I was four months pregnant,but our sex life was going from strength to strength.

Clunk,snap!

Before I knew it,my wrists were bound together in the heavy metal bracelets.

"You HAVE got your set of keys,haven't you?" Richard frowned.

"Of course not" I replied.

Disaster! We had two pairs of handcuffs each...but my set didn't have keys!

Richard,who's 28,is famous for his practical jokes,so I was convinced he was playing one of his games.

I wriggled and wrestled my right hand out of the handcuffs.But try as I might,I couldn't free my left hand.

We tried soap and water,but it was useless - the more I tried,the tighter the cuffs got.

I was getting more and more annoyed,but whatever I said,Richard,who's a builder,still denied he had the keys.

In a huff,I went round to my friend Tracey's house."Trust you!" she laughed when she saw my wrists.

As a child I'd been a clumsy oaf,always getting my hands or fingers stuck in things.

By the time I got back,my wrist was aching,and I was starting to snap.But when Richard called the police I realised he wasn't joking.

They told us to go down to the local fire station."You're going to love this" Richard joked.

"You'll pay!" I hissed.I'd always had a thing about firemen - my friends joked about it - but this was the ultimate embarrassment.

Of course the four firemen on duty thought it was hilarious.I squirmed with embarrassment as they took down our details,and asked what we were doing with the handcuffs.

"Don't worry love,if that's what what turns you..." one of them winked.

I ran for it as soon as they'd cut off the handcuffs with a gigantic 2ft long pair of bolt croppers.

Richard was still chuckling away the next evening in bed.

It was annoying,but our relationship seemed to thrive on having heated arguments which reached a sizzling climax in the bedroom.It was the best sex I'd ever had.

We were having a play fight when he reached for the handcuffs again.But I was determined to get my revenge.

Taking him by surprise,I snatched them out his hand,and twisted round so I was sitting on top of him.

There was no stopping me as I pinned him down,and handcuffed his wrists to the bed-post.I don't know where I found the strength!

It was only later that I realised the safety catches weren't working.

Seeing Richard's unhappy face,I smirked "Now you know how it feels."

I could hardly talk for laughing,but Richard didn't like the tables being turned.

I looked everywhere for the keys,but couldn't find them anywhere.

"It's not funny" Richard moaned.But there were tears of laughter rolling down my face,as I tried to pick the lock.

In the end I had to unscrew the bed head.Poor Richard used soap and water to free one hand,but the other wouldn't budge.

"Here we go again" I groaned as we drove back to Roedean fire station.We were both red-faced with embarrassment by this time.

I hid in the car,as he went inside to face the same firefighters from the night before.

When he walked in,they said "What's been going on here then?"

It gave them a right laugh.

But it was a while before Richard saw the funny side! No more kinky business for us!