Chapter 3 ~ Dinner Date

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Donald's POV

After an eventful morning Nigel told me that he was going to take me out on a date this evening. His eyes shinned when he told me that he had planned a surprise date before he has to leave. Before leaving me yo get ready he placed a soft kiss on my forehead. All of a sudden he ran down the stairs with a piece of cloth in his hand. As he approached me he told me to close my eyes and he placed a blindfold over them.

"You're going to enjoy my surprise." I could practically hear the smirk on his face.

"I'm sure I will." I smiled back. He kissed my cheek and took me by the hand. Taking the lead Nigel guided me into his Aston Martin Rapide S and began to drive, his free hand still clutching mine.

When the car came to a stop i could hear faint music outside. Nigel slowly removed the blindfold to reveal our destination. I peered out of the blacked out windows and it took me a few seconds to realise that we were outside a strip club. "What if somone notices us." I whispered. "This will not be good for our publicity."

"Don't worry Daddy, everyone here is either too pissed or too stoned to realise it is us. Besides our floral shirts make us look...different to usual." Nigel reassured me.

He took my hand and dragged me inside. We spent hours watching strippers dancing around poles in tiny panties. After a few, well a lot of shots the sexual tension between me and Nigel increased. I could tell he was horny.

"Daddy I want you now." Nigel whispered.

I kissed him passionately and dragged him into a back room. His eyes were wild and I could taste the alcohol on his lips. The alcohol had clearly affected him as he roughly pushed me down onto a chair. I obediently sat their as he searched for something in a cupboard. He pulled out handcuffs, a whip and a blindfold. My drunken imagination was going crazy and I just wanted him now.

He strode up to me and in one swift movement I found my hands attached to the chair. It wasn't my first time in a situation like this so I expected the pain from the cold metal digging into my skin. Seconds later I found myself blindfolded for the second time today but this only turned me on even more.

"Ready?" Nigel questioned.

"Of course." I smirked.

He tugged gently at my belt until it became lose and he removed my addidas shorts and matching sandals. My orange penis sprung free and smacked him across the face making me moan but I knew I was about to moan about whole lot louder.

"Shhhh Daddy we can't let them know we are here."

"Sorry baby." I whispered.

He began to lick the tip of my dick and God did it feel good but I had to stay quiet otherwise we would both be punished.

"I hope I can make it up to you for leaving Donald." Nigel said between gagging on my orange dick.

"If this is my 'present' for you leaving I will have to get you to travel back to the UK more often." I smirked.

I felt myself reach climax and I came all over his face. Nigel licked his lips and swallowed the orange gooey mess I had made.

"That tastes so good daddy."

I smiled as he said this. I had always prided myself in having good tasting cum and often get compliments about it. I have even tasted it myself once, you know just to see what it was like, and it was so thick and creamy.

"Let's get out of here Nigel." I said and without a word he undid the handcuffs and removed the blindfold. We walked out of the club hand in hand and made our way back home where we both collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

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