daddy helped me get dressed.
i wiggled my bum a bit making him shake his head.
"don't make me take you right here on this dresser cause i will if you do that again."
my cheeks grew hot.
"all dressed. you look so lovely, baby."
"thank you, daddy."
i giggled, twirling around.
his eyes grew dark.
"before bed, i made you a drink."
i gasped excitedly.
"what drink?"
"just the regular stuff you drink,
i thought you might need it before bed."
i nodded, taking a seat on my bed.
he reached over to grab the cup sitting on my nightstand.
his green eyes followed along my body as he came back over to me,
a wide grin spread across his face when he handed me it.
i gently took it, admiring it.
"does it taste good?"
"of course, i tasted it."
i stared into his eyes nervously.
i trust my daddy.
"drink up, sweetheart."
his voice sounding softer than usual.
i obeyed what daddy says, taking a huge sip of it.
feeling the liquid sliding down my throat.
it tasted sweet, i liked the taste.
so i kept drinking it, till the last drop.
"good boy, my good boy."
i blinked, i can no longer see daddy clearly.
