"I should stop giving in to you..." I muttered as I harshly wipe my tears. He pulled me in his warm embrace, engulfing my small frame with his arms. "But you know that you can't." he whispered. And deep inside, I know he has a point. "Now, bend on my table, count till 10 and don't complain." he muttered as he wiped my never ending tears and planted a soft kiss on my lips. "Y-yes Daddy..."