He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, trying to some how control this lust welling up inside him. He slid his hands along her sides, slowly, savouring the touch. The hot breath on his face was tempting, teasing him along with the frightened little noises and the sobs, she tried bravely to keep at bay, all were telling him to give in again.
Then she looked up with those big blue eyes of hers and a solitary tear trickled down her face. That did it, teeth clenched he leaned forward and whispered in her ear ‘I want to f*cking tear you apart!’ her eyes went wide with shock as the back of his hand connected with her face, throwing her small body to the floor hard, forcing a cry of pain from her lips.
‘This is your fault. You make me sick! You deserve everything you get, you scheming b*tch. You act all innocent, come to me crying, to sit on my lap, hug me kiss me and then what, leave me unsatisfied?! I will not be disrespected by the likes of you!’ with that he turned and left, spitting as he went.  She curled up into a ball and for a long time she just cried.
This was just a hint of what was to come. All she wanted was a kiss to make her graze better, what she got was a kiss that started a wound that would never be healed and an emptiness as she was left to wonder what she did wrong when all she wanted to be was ‘Daddys’ Little Girl’.