Punishment
Warning: This story contains disciplinary spanking of an adult female by an adult male (Domestic Discipline/Corporal Punishment/Spanking). There is swearing in this story as well. If this offends you in anyway please do not read. You probably won't like it. And please note I do not advocate this in real life. This is just fiction.
Otherwise please let me know what you think. Just be kind about it.
"Dean I'm…" She began to say when she was quickly cut off.
"Shut up, Holly." He gritted out shortly as he kept his eyes on the road his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles were turning white. He was furious at her and he was fighting desperately to keep his anger in check.
"Dean if you'll just listen I…" She began again with a bit of desperation in her voice.
"HOLLY! SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Dean's voice boomed echoing through the Impala. His voice was angry and strained with a bitter authoritative tone.
Holly a bit taken back by the sudden outburst Dean was displaying. She had never seen him quite this angry before and if she was being honest with herself it scared her. His face was not pleasant and his usual lighthearted expressions were now ridged and hard. He did not want to talk right now and Holly received the message loud and clear.
"Fine." Holly huffed crossing her arms over her chest turning her head toward the window so she didn't have to look at the unreasonable man. In Holly's mind there was really no reason for Dean to be so upset with her. She did leave the car, but she saved him and no matter what he says she is not sorry for doing it.
Even though it was a silent ride back to the hotel the tension was unbearable. It gave them both plenty of time to think about the events that occurred and why the other was wrong.
The ride to the hotel seemed to be much longer coming back then it was leaving it, but of course they were not pissed at each other then. When the car finally came to a stop in front of the hotel Dean was the first to get out of car. He slammed the driver's door shut like it personally insulted him. He stomped around to the passenger side where Holly was stiffly sitting. He yanked the door opened giving her a look that made her squirm in her seat like a child who had been caught doing something naughty. She tried to look like she was not intimidated by the man looking down at her, but failing finding it difficult to match the Hunter's unsettling face.
"Get out." He growled lowly.
Not able to overcome the intimidation she was feeling she got out of the car thinking it was a good idea not to push him. She knew what he was capable of, not that she thinks he would harm her, but all the same he had the ability and that was good enough to get her ass moving.
Once Holly's feet hit the pavement Dean immediately grabbed ahold of her upper arm in a tight unforgiving grip. He smacked the car door shut with even more force than before and began matching towards the rooms taking long determined strides not taking into account Holly's shorter legs. Holly stumbled a bit and had to really struggle to keep up with him for she really didn't have a choice due to the hold Dean had on her arm.
Holly made a sound that was between a whine of frustration and an angry growl.
"Dean, I can walk."
He did not look at her, the only acknowledgement to her protest was Dean's hand enclosing tighter on her arm. Still having a tight grip on her arm Dean flung her away from his body propelling her around the corner to the East side rooms where they were staying. Not appreciating the manhandling at all Holly could not keep quit.
"Jesus Dean…" Holly remonstrated reaching her free hand over to pry his fingers from her sore arm. "Let go. I can walk."
Abruptly Dean stopped and Holly bumped into him, but was quickly pulled back away not loosening his hold on her. He bent down slightly so he was at eye level with her. Holly looked down for she did not like the look on his face. It surprised her. She did not expect him to be happy, but she wasn't expecting what she saw.
Dean's eyes bore into her like he could say everything he needed to with his eyes alone. And boy could he ever because Holly would not look at him. If he wished to intimidate her at this moment he was doing a great job of it. In Holly's several months of being with the Winchesters she calculated that they were brave and rather selfless men, but not without their flaws of course. She also knew they were dangerous men who have been through pain and hardships that she could scarce imagine but with that pain comes hardness and numbness and that did scare her. They could be kind and loving men, but when it came to Hunting they could be very intimidating and terrifying.
"Are you done?" He did not yell, but his voice was very deep and deadly calm. Too calm. There was something in his tone that was foreboding and threating.
Looking down at the crack patterns on the pavement beneath her feet she nodded slowly. Something in her was telling her to not argue with him at the moment. She assumed it was survival instincts. Although she was not liking the way she was being treated and she was cursing herself for being so intimidated by the silly and sarcastic men who not just yesterday was balancing his spoon on his nose during dinner arguing that he could keep it there longer then Sam could.
Apparently that was good enough for Dean because he quickly resumed back into his long strides towards Room 41 towing the disobedient girl behind him.
Once they reached the door with surprising skill he unlocked the door swiftly with his one free hand and flung Holly into the room who stumbled trying to regain her balance. She rubbed her sore arm where Dean's iron grip held her. She found herself becoming angry at the way he jostled and pushed like he had every right to do so. In Holly's opinion he did not and she would let him know what a brut he was being. She glared at his back as he was locking the door. Yet, when he turned her glare faltered a bit. She could not really read his expression well. It was full of emotion that she did not recognize. Worried? Scared? Determined? Sad? The only part she could clearly see was the anger. There was no doubt he was pissed.
"You need to calm down." Holly lectured more patronizingly then she intended, presenting more confidence then she was feeling at the moment.
Dean didn't like the words nor the tone that was coming out of Holly's mouth. He was already pissed and she was not helping in the slightest.
"Sit." He bit out the order straining from yelling. And God help her if she did not listen.
Holly's eyes widened at the rude demand. There was no asking, he was ordering. She was not a private in the army nor was she a child or a dog for that matter. She was an adult that deserves common courtesies. He didn't even say please.
Holly crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eye brow at Dean's rudeness showing her displeasure by staying planted exactly where she was.
Dean took a menacing step towards her and Holly automatically stepped back her bravado wavering under his piercing eyes.
"Are you physically incapable of following my orders or do want to see just how pissed I can get?" Dean asked darkly practically daring her to defy him again.
"I…" Holly started to say, but apparently he wasn't looking for her to respond.
"Sit down Holly before I help you sit down." Dean growled his words through his teeth. There was no hint of the Dean Holly knew, no sarcasm, no witty comments, no lightheartedness, just anger. This is what happens when Dean Winchester gets truly pissed. Holly did not like it one bit.
Holly gave him a look of disgust, but obeyed despite herself hating to obligate the man who was in her opinion being a Grade A asshole.
Once her butt was firmly planted on the edge of the mattress Dean glared down at her in an authoritative manner. So that's why he wanted me to sit down so he could stand over me? Fucktrad.
"You got anything to say to me?" He graveled out lowly.
If he was looking for an apology he was not going to get it from her.
"Oh you want me to talk now?" She said with a fake quizzical surprise to her tone.
Dean just glared at her and Holly glared right back. Her brown eyes bearing into his green eyes. She felt her anger starting to bubble up inside of her.
"Or do I need permission to do that too?" She bit out her words angrily at him. "Well good now that I can talk. I want to tell you what a fucking asshole you are being…"
With a growl Dean backed away from Holly and began to pace back and forth like a dog in a kennel; huffing and grunting trying to burn off his built up angry and energy that was inside of him.
"What's the matter with you?" Holly asked with both concern and annoyance. She had never seen him show this much irrational emotion towards something before and it made her feel uneasy.
Dean stopped pacing and snapped his head towards Holly. "What's the matter with me?" He repeated in disbelief and irritation. "You almost got yourself KILLED and you're asking what's the matter with me?"
Holly winced slightly at the furry in his voice. However, there was pain in his eyes that Holly failed to see for she was too focused on the harsh tone and the accusation made against her.
"I did not I…" Holly was again cut off.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?!" His voice boomed echoing through the small hotel room and Holly jumped slightly at his volume. "You're seriously going to sit there and tell me you did not put yourself in danger?"
Holly swallowed feeling nervous at Dean's tone that was not very forgiving.
"I was careful." Holly muttered looking away from Dean's narrowed eyes.
"I told you to stay in the car." Dean gritted out his voice was at a dangerously low tone with an eerie calmness to it.
Holly was remembered his words: Stay here in the car. We will be back. There is a knife soaked in dead man's blood under the seat. Stay quit and alert. We'll be back, do not get out of the car. The words were clear in her head and she did not forget them. However, they were gone far too long for her comfort and when the worry was too much to bear she grabbed the knife and went to aid Sam and Dean. She began to feel a bitter annoyance at Dean's lack of faith in her and anger towards his arrogant ego that dismissed her help. It got under her skin and she was going to tell him.
"Yeah and if I had? What would have happened then Dean? Huh? You wanted to take on all three vampires by yourself tied to a metal pole!" Holly's voice was bitter and accusing. She shocked herself at her bravery as she stood up from the bed to face the Hunter. Perhaps it was stupid and perhaps she was not thinking clearly, but Dean wasn't the only one allowed to be angry. She wasn't going to let Dean get drained by a vampire just because he was too prideful.
"I saved your ass." She growled at him. "You are welcome by the way."
Holly was breathing heavily now feeling tightness in her chest as she stared up at Dean. Dean said nothing, his face expressing his displeasure as his mouth deepened into a firm scowl.
"You saved my ass did you?" Dean asked in a dark rather condescending tone. Holly scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion and annoyance. "Sweetheart despite what you think you did the opposite." Dean voice was calm, but his irritation was prevalent. "Sam and I had a plan. We did not go in there like blind idiots. Sam was going to come around back and flank them, but he never got the chance because YOU came in and ran straight to untied me."
Holly gaped. "You wanted to be captured?" She asked completely taken back by the news which would have been wonderful to know before the Hunt.
"Bingo." Dean said condescendingly.
"You didn't tell me." Holly exasperated now privy to the new information. She was now realizing she not only put herself in danger, but she put Sam and Dean at risk, not to mention the success of the hunt. Holly was now feeling really small and rather stupid at this point.
"You were not a part of it; you were supposed to be in the CAR!" Dean was glaring at her and Holly dipped her head down in embarrassment.
"You should have still told me." She mumbled to the floor.
"No. You should have followed my orders." Dean growled his blood starting to boil and his breathing beginning to pick up.
Holly snapped her head back up to him surprised.
"Orders?!" Holly exasperated taken back by the unfamiliar word. "You don't get to order me to do anything Dean Winchester." She once again crossed her arms around her chest giving Dean a sour look challenging him.
"Oh yes I do. You are in the Hunter's world now baby and you are under my protection and you WILL follow my orders." His tone was extremely stern and deadly serious.
"Excuse me? Who do you think you are?" Holly riled shocked at Dean's tone and demand that she WILL listen to him. She understood about messing up and perhaps she should have listened and stayed in the car, but saying she had to obey him (even if she could help) was going a bit too far.
"I am the one that is trying to keep you alive and safe and YOU seem to be the one trying to get yourself killed!" Dean took a step into her personal space. Without meaning to Holly cringed at the sudden closeness that made her feel rather anxious. Dean wasn't wanting a hug that's for sure.
"This has to stop." His voice was bitter. Holly had on occasion perhaps put herself in danger more than once. But only a few times. There was the insistent with angry spirit and the witch lady and she guessed maybe the ghost and…there was that drunk guy at the bar, but Holly could have handled him if Dean hadn't stepped in. Overall everything was alright; they got out alive every time.
"Dean I was fine. I didn't get…" She tried to get him to see reason.
"ENOUGH!" Holly did jump at that. She took a step back only to hit the back of the bed with her leg. "Not. Another. Word. I am too pissed to deal with you right now." He said in a menacing tone.
"Deal with me?" She asked confused at the statement and stared at the ridiculous man with a raised eye brow.
"Go take a shower." He ordered suddenly waving a hand angry dismissing her.
"What?" What is going on with this man?
"DO NOT test me." Dean warned giving her a look that made her fidget.
"If you do not move your ass by the time I count to three. I will pick you up and throw you in the shower." He said pointing a threating finger in her direction. "Just a word of advice, you don't want me to do that." He dipped his head down slightly that made him look even more intimidating then before. His eyes darkened and his jaw clenched tightly.
"Dean you are being ridiculous!" Holly shouted both desperate and confused.
"One." He began.
"Dean…" She half whined.
"Two!"
She was dirty anyways. She threw her hands up in the air exasperated. "FINE." Despite her pride she did not want to be thrown in the shower. She stomped angrily to the bathroom.
"AND TAKE YOUR TIME!" He bellowed at her.
"I PLAN ON IT, ASSHOLE!" She shouted back at the end of her patience as well.
In all her fury she slammed the bathroom door so hard that it seemed to shake the wall. Dean in response clenched his fists angrily and released his rage on the wall beside him punching a decent sized hole in the drywall which did not aid to calm him down in the slightest. In fact, it just pissed him off even more because of not only the pain that shot through his hand, but he doubted The Sunset Inn would overlook a fist size hole in the wall.
Anger was flowing through her body as she shook in rage at Dean's ridiculous reaction. They got out safe, everyone was alright and she was rather proud of herself for being able to hold her own. He was over reacting in her opinion and was letting his pride get in the way of his reasonable judgment.
After a good long conversation she had with Dean in her head she began to calm down and felt her body relax under the warm water of the shower that was soothing on her tense muscles. She began to feel guilty for yelling at Dean. She did, after all, do exactly the opposite of what he told her to do and he is the expert in Hunting while Holly is completely green to the idea. Hell, she never knew of the Supernatural till seven months ago when Sam and Dean saved her from a Ghoul. It was the most terrifying experience of her life. No one was able to come to her aid except for Sam and Dean and for that she was eternally grateful. She found herself feeling shameful for completely ignoring his request and getting him in an uproar. Even though he did not fill her in on the plan (which would have been so helpful) the last thing she wanted was for Dean to be made at her. Even though he was being a complete unruly asshole she owed that man her life and she cared for him more than she was willing to admit to herself.
Holly emerged from the bathroom calmly dressed in her night attire which consisted of a simple pair of boxer shorts and a black t-shirt. Her long brown hair was braided back in a long braid that hung over her shoulder. She noticed Dean was sitting on one of the beds looking much calmer then he did before but still looked very stiff and angry. His elbows were on his knees and his hands were enclosed together with his lips pressed to his folded hands. He looked to be deep in thought pondering something that appeared to be important. Holly did not miss the new addition to the room, a fist size hole no doubt left by the man before her. Dean finally lifted his head to look at her. He looked very stern and his eye held a disappointment and something else that Holly couldn't quite put her finger on. Holly felt her cheeks blush slightly in shame for making him feel the way he did, even if it was misguided and unreasonable, she still felt a sting of regret in her heart.
Dean said nothing. He simple stared at her with his striking green eyes. Holly swallowed and shifted feeling awkward at the silence. "Sam's not back yet." Holly stated to break the silence.
Dean looked down at the floor in deep thought then nodded more to himself then to Holly seeming to not hear a word she was saying; like he had decided something. Was he sitting there the whole time she was in the shower?
Holly feeling even more uncomfortable at Dean's lack of verbal communication decided to try again. "You want to take a shower now?" He was still dirty from the hunt.
Dean looked back up and stood from the bed locking onto Holly's brown eyes.
"No. We got some things to discuss sweetheart." He said calmly, but his words held an ominous tone that put an unsettling feeling in the pit of Holly's stomach.
Holly was done with arguing and wanted Dean to be back to his old self again simply sighed. "I'm sorry for not staying in the car, okay? I didn't know about the plan. If you would have told me I wouldn't have gone in there blind."
"You should not have gotten out of the car at ALL regardless if I told you the plan or not. It was a direct order and you disobeyed me." He growled and looked at her like she had committed a horrid crime.
"I am not a soldier Dean. You cannot order me around like one." Holly stated firmly not liking his belief that he had some sort of authority over her.
"You are in the Hunters world now and in case you haven't notice it is dangerous. You do not take risks and you do not disobey me. That will get you killed and as long as am alive I am not going to let that happen."
Holly found his statement both endearing and irritating. It was quite a wonderful thing to hear that he was going to protect her, but at the same time she was a grown women who was not about to take orders and obey Dean like a trained solider. Her pride would not allow it and her desperate need to protect and aid all that she has left would deter her from it.
Holly sighed again knowing that they were not going to agree and felt too worn out to argue. "Alight Dean, I understand."
Dean shorted in disbelief and Holly narrowed her eyes at that. "Dean just drop it. I'm sick of arguing."
"You're not the only one." Holly sighed in relief feeling like this painful dispute was over, but that good feeling did not last long when Dean continued. "But…" But? This man was going to be the death of her.
"We are far from done Holly. What you did…sorry is not going to cut it." Dean voice was deadly serious and Holly was beginning to feel nervous. Sorry is not good enough? What else did he want?
"You know when my Dad first started hunting when I was a kid I would sometimes go against his orders because I thought I knew best. I learned really fast that orders are to be obeyed and if not, I would suffer the consequences. And believe me I thought twice before disobeying again…."
Holly's mouth dropped opened in shock. She had a pretty good idea of where this was heading. He wanted to punishment her for not following his orders. He is even comparing her to him when he was a child. He wanted to punish her like he would a child. To Holly that was unbelievable.
"So, what are you going to do Dean? Put me in time-out? Ground me?" Holly said sarcastically feeling annoyance at the absurd notion Dean was implying.
Dean smiled. He actually smiled. This was not funny. Not to Holly anyway. He was being an idiot in her opinion.
"I personally was not grounded as you call it and I did not receive time-outs. Old John Winchester found them to be….ineffective." He stated in a matter of fact manner that made Holly want to pull her hair out.
"Dean I was joking..." Holly was getting frustrated at his ease and comfort he was having with this idiotic conversation. He was acting like it was normal to treat her like a kid.
"I'm not." He was serious. Holly threw her hands up in the air in vexation.
"So, your plan is to punish me like a child? That's your solution? You're not going to talk it out like two consenting reasonable normal adults." She moved her hand down to her hips giving him the most irritated look she could give him practically willing him with her eyes to see reason.
"I ain't normal sweetheart. Hunters' lives are not normal, you should know that by now, and as shitty as it is you are part of that life now. The sooner you come to terms with that the better. This isn't no Brady Bunch sitcom so don't expect it to be like one. It is dangerous and, in my experience, actions speak louder than words. You will be punished."
Like Hell. She may be privy to the Supernatural now, but that does not mean she is going to let Dean punish her like some kid. Hunter's world or not she will not be subjected to his demands. She knows very well the dangers of it. Hell, she almost got eaten by a Ghoul who had sadistically transformed to look like her sister that was devoured by the monster. She knows the risks and what she decides to do with herself is her decision not Deans. She has every right to try and participate; to help them any way she can. She simply can't sit back and wait idly until they came back, if they came back. No, sorry Dean, but damn your pride or your need for control or whatever the hell this is. If he honestly thinks I am going to agree to this he is an idiot.
Later on Holly would find out just how persuasive a scared Dean Winchester could be.
"So, what is it Dean huh? You gonna take away my phone? Send me to bed early?" She asked mockingly trying to express to him the absurdity of his statement to punish her. She truly believed whatever he was thinking was unnecessary, useless and irrational.
"No." Dean said simply never taking his eyes off of Holly.
What he said next was said with the upmost solemnity. "I'm going to spank you."
Holly gaped. Her mouth nearly hit the floor. He can't be serious?
"What?!"
"You heard me." He said steadily.
"Spank me? You have got to be kidding me?" If Dean did not look the way he did at this moment Holly would have thought the man was pulling her leg. "That's not happening!" She stated determinedly.
"Is that so? Darling let me tell you something that I was told all my life: You don't have a choice in getting a spanking. The only choice you have is do you want to do it the easy way or the hard way, but either way you will be over my knee." Dean's voice was very foreboding and dangerously stern. His deep voice dropped to a whole new low tone that Holly did not recognize. It was made her uneasy and she swallowed with difficulty as the man looked at her stiffly in an impressive manner of authority.
"Is this some kind of sick joke?" He wasn't really going to spank her? Everything from his words, to his tone, to his body language screamed he was not joking and she would be punished by the Hunter regardless of her opinion in the matter.
"Far from it, sweetheart." He graveled lowly.
Trying to find reason in the situation Holly thought that Dean just wanted to spank her so he could ease some fantasy or kink he was feeling and using her disobedience as an excuse. However, Holly had a terrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that she did want to admit; that Dean was intending to punish her. Even though everything told her otherwise, she did not want it to be true.
"I will not be a part of your fun! Forget it Dean Winchester." Holly said not sounding as firm as she had hoped. It was hard to compete with the 6'1 Hunter that stood over her, guff and dirty fresh from a Hunt.
"Trust me sweetheart, this is going to be far from fun for both of us. This is not some bedroom kink. This is a punishment. You will not enjoy it." He was very serious in both his expression and his tone.
Holly felt her chest tighten at his words and her breath caught in her throat. No. Where was the Dean she knew? The sarcastic and carefree Dean? Why is he acting this way?
"You're sick! This is not happening." Holly spat out defensively taking a step back.
"Oh, it is and after I guarantee you will think twice before disobeying me and putting yourself in danger. Now let's get this over with. Come here." He ordered hooking a finger at her gesturing for her to come to him.
Holly froze in place. Not wanting to admit the fear and panic she was feeling building up inside her as she tried to put on a firm face, but was failing miserably at the attempt. Dean could over power her if he wanted. She knew that, if he wanted her to do something there was no doubt the strong Hunter could make her. But that did not mean Holly was going to make it easy.
"No." A dark shadow passed over Dean's already stern face. He narrowed his eyes at her giving her a hard warning look that made her shrink back.
"If I have to come get you it will not be pleasant. You are getting a spanking. Come here. Now!"
She thought about arguing again and pressing for him to see reason, but she knew he was far from that and any words she spoke would be completely useless.
Holly's heart rate was rising. He was giving her a chance to come to him on her own without manhandling her, but was she supposed to be grateful for that? No matter the indefinite she could not bring herself over to him to be punished like a little girl. It was too far from what she saw as normal and right, not to mention her instincts for self-preservation. She mumbled out another defiant "No."
If Holly thought Dean could not look anymore severe then he did a second ago she was dead wrong. Right as the word "no" passed from her lips she was regretting it as Dean began to march over to her like she had personally ended the world. Her heart beated rapidly in her chest and she felt her throat go dry as she instinctually stepped back from the irate Hunter. Holly thought of running, but before her mind could comprehend anything Dean grabbed a hold of her upper arm in a hard constricting grip. Holly in response pulled back and struggled against his hold as he began to march her over to the bed. This was not happening, no way in hell. Holly was using all over her strength resisting and jerking back.
"DEAN! LET GO!" Her struggle was unless; Dean was 175 pounds of pure muscle and in full stubborn Grade A asshole mode. She was not even moving an inch in her favor.
Suddenly, Dean whirled Holly around so she was facing sideways then she felt a hard hand smack down on the middle of her bottom. Hard. Like really hard. She jolted forward at the impact and felt a painful sting beginning to form. She was stunned. Then another smack that hit lower on her bottom. She reached back with her free hand trying to protect herself, but it was useless. Dean was simply wacked it out of the way and continued his reprimanded with five more memorable spanks. Ow. Ow ow ow. OW!
Too stunned to do anything but gape at what just occurred Dean took the opportunity to sit down on the bed and fling her over his knee before she knew which way was up.
Holly shot her hands forward to try and catch herself from ramming head first into dingy carpet. Dean shifted slightly getting her in the position he wanted. He wrapped his muscular arm around her waist holding her firmly. As the realization of being draped over Dean's knee hit her Holly began to wiggle and struggle to free herself from this awful position.
"NO DEAN. YOU ASSHOLE. NO. LET ME GO NOW! YOU ARE NOT SPANKING ME!" She bellowed desperately having great resentfulness towards the Hunter at this moment.
Dean only hummed lowly at Holly's statement.
Holly was feeling gravely uncomfortable at this point both in fear of what was to come, but also the position itself. She felt the blood rushing to her head and Dean's hard knees cutting into her stomach. She didn't have too much time to ponder it because she felt a hard smack come down on her bottom. She grunted as her bottom was beginning to feel achy just from those few swats Dean had given her. Holly anticipated that this was not going to be pleasant.
"DEAN!"
Dean only responded with more spanks to her up turned bottom altering from cheek to cheek and moving to the upper part of her bottom to the lower part making sure he was covering her backside thoroughly. The pain in Holly's bottom was increasing rapidly with every swat and she was squirming uncomfortably. Her boxer shorts were thin and did little to protect her from the calloused hand that was relentlessly smacking her. Also it did not help that the boxer shorts ridded up slightly when Dean adjusted her over his knee. I bet he did that on purpose! Dick!
It had been a long time since she had been given a spanking. She remembers telling her dad ironically that she was too old for a spanking and that was when she was fourteen. She never imaged at twenty-six she would be over someone's knee getting her bottom spanked, let alone over Dean's knee. Holly was both infuriated and embarrassed. At her age receiving a spanking and for disobedience no less. God if anyone were to see her right now she would die of shame. Although she was almost certain she would punch them in the face if they made one comment about it.
Then she realized something: Oh God. Sam still isn't here yet, what if…? Oh God.
She was younger then both Sam and Dean, but not that much younger and she certainly was not young enough for a spanking in her opinion, but Dean felt differently and he was making that abundantly clear as his palm kept falling down on her upturned backside. Her rear end was stinging horribly and it was beginning to become very difficult for her to keep quiet and not vocalize her discomfort. She gritted her teeth and grunted as her bottom was becoming very sore. She wanted him to stop.
"D-dean w-we can talk about t-this." She strained out trying desperately to keep her voice steady, but it was not working as well as she had hoped. She was stubborn and didn't want Dean to know he was getting to her, but it was becoming overwhelming and she was greatly trying to appeal to his rational side, but it seemed like Dean was ignoring that and going off of pure idiotic testosterone. In Holly's mind he was simply asserting his dominance over her and she was trying desperately to fight against it.
Dean stopped spanking for a moment and Holly could feel his eyes on the back of her head. Holly for a split-second thought it was over and was about to give Dean a piece of her mind when he brought his hand down rapidly on the backs of her thighs. That HURT and poor Holly's resolve broke and she vocalized just what she thought about that.
"OH MY GOD! SHIT! OWWWWWW! DEAN STOP!"
Dean gave her thighs a few more swats then moved to spank Holly's sensitive sit spots.
"AHHHH! OW. THAT'S TOO HARD. STOOOOOPPPP!" Holly began to feel tears start form from both the pain and the frustration she was feeling. She was cursing herself for pleading, but it hurt and she just wanted it to stop. She was done arguing and fighting she just wanted relief. Her stubbornness was ultimately cracking under Dean's punishing hand.
"O-okay D-dean. I-I get it. Orders! I g-got it." Holly was very close to sobbing trying hopelessly to keep her resolve, but one particularly hard swat to her lower left cheek broke the dame and her tears began to fall. She gasped trying to catch her breath with great difficultly now realizing that she had been holding her breath for quite some time.
Dean was not responding to her nor was he letting up with his swats. She was crying openly now and did the one thing left she could think of to get him to cease the spanking. She flung her hand back palm up covering her tender skin that felt hot on the back of her hand. Dean halted for a moment hand in mid swing.
"Move your hand." Dean ordered in a low voice.
Holly let out a whimper and shook her head feeling absolutely miserable at this point. "D-dean p-please stop. You're hurting m-me."
"It is a spanking Holly. It is supposed to hurt. Now more your hand." Dean said sternly not giving Holly any sympathy.
"Please Dean! I g-get it! J-just stop." Holly pleaded, but all she got for her troubles was Dean grabbing her wrist and pinning it behind her back.
"NO DEAN! NOOOO." Holly yelled uselessly as Dean began smacking her bottom once again. Holly hung her down gripping onto Dean's muddy jeans with her free hand.
After a bit Holly began to feel really sorry about everything. Sorry for herself and her poor little achy bottom, sorry for going into the vampires nest blind and she was really sorry for disobeying Dean making him disappointed and mad at her.
For what felt like an eternity to Holly, Dean finally stopped the spanking. Holly did not move to get up right away even when Dean released his hold around her waist. Dean placed his hot stinging palm on Holly's back as he let her sob. After a few minutes when he felt she had calmed down enough. He gently guided her up off his lap. Holly stood and immediately wiped her tears away with her fingers. Dean stay seated where he was and looked at her with an unreadable expression.
Holly looked at him with what she thought was a contemptable expression, but in reality, looked more like a firm pout. She squirmed slightly and looked down at the ugly grey carpet feeling all but eight years old. She subconsciously brought her hands back to comfort her sore bottom. She closed in on herself slightly hunching her shoulders and putting her head down feeling very vulnerable.
"I-I can't believe you did that." She mumbled after a while sniffling.
"Believe it, sweetheart. And I will do it again if you disobey me." Dean warned sternly giving her a pointed look.
"You…you…spanked me." She was still shocked that her grown ass self was just punished over Dean's knee. The statement must have sounded stupid and obvious, but she was trying to recover from the shock of what Dean just did to her.
"I did." Dean said simply with no ounce of sympathy in this voice which kind of pissed Holly off.
"I…you…why?" She asked trying to find her words.
"You know why." Dean said seriously.
Holly shot Dean an accusing look.
"Don't look at me like I killed your dog. I spanked you, yes, and I will do it again if you dare disobey a direct order I give you. During a hunt I am in command and you will stay where I tell you to stay and do what I tell you to do. You will not put yourself in danger again. Am I clear?"
Holly started at him wide eyed as he towered over her in a very intimidating way.
She nodded looking at the ground not able to bring herself to look in his intense eyes. She felt a calloused warm palm grab her chin gently pull her up to meet his eyes. The look on his face told her that he wanted a verbal response. Holly couldn't bring herself to say anything for she was too overwhelmed with emotion until he gently but firmly pressed again. "Am I clear?"
"Y-yes." Holly muttered out tears beginning to line her eyes again. He was clear, of course he was clear; he couldn't be any clearer than he was at this moment. He spanked her for goodness sake. He made his point.
Dean hard faced soften slight as he saw the tears forming in Holly's eyes. He almost looked in pain as he studied her face then he seemed like he just couldn't bear to look at her anymore and let go of her chin. "Just…please…ah shit Holly. I…I didn't do that because I wanted to or anything. I.. you.. you scared the shit out of me."
He looked both frustrated and sad at the same time.
"I scared you?" Holly asked confused as she raised an eye brow at him. "You're not the one who got their ass beat by cold-hearted hunter." Perhaps she was exaggerating a bit, but she was still feeling bitter about being spanked and she wanted Dean to know.
"No." Dean said steadily ignoring her jab toward him. She half expected him to laugh or snort, but he did not. "I was the one that saw you almost get ripped to pieces right in front of me. How do you think I felt being tied to that fucking pole? I was useless. Do you think for one minute that I was not scared to death that you might….?"
Dean didn't finish his sentence. He paused and looked at the floor taking a deep breath to calm down his body. He then looked back up to Holly with an expression that Holly recognized as fear.
"You. Could. Have. Died."
Holly winced. Oh.
Dean's face was pained and his voice was stern, but broke a few times as he describes what seemed to him like a horrible nightmare that he was experiencing the effects of the aftermath. Dean had been doing this his whole life and Holly was baffled that he seemed so scared at this moment.
I didn't mean to scare him. She was now feeling really horrible about it, not the act itself for she would not be useless, but making Dean feel the way he was feeling. It made her sad and her heart ache.
Holly was speechless. She was mixed with so many emotions flowing through her that she was having trouble thinking of anything to say. She was ashamed for disobeying, but infuriated at Dean's idea of consequences. She was sad that she had been spanked, but then again happy because of his concern for her. She was confused, but the one thing she was sure of at this moment was Dean said she had cared about her, in his own shielded way, but none the less he expressed it.
His face suddenly turned hard again and looked at her severely. "That will not happen again. Next time you want to disobey me; think about your ass. I guarantee you will miss sitting down."
Holly swallowed at the threat as she felt her bottom tingle from the relentless spanking she has just received. Her hindquarters were achy and sore and very hot to the touch, she wanted to take two ice packs and lay them on each of her burning cheeks.
"The spanking was uncalled for." Holly said miserably as she absentmindedly rubbed her butt with her palms. "I'm a gown ass woman."
"Grown ass woman or not, Holly, I will be spanking you from now on if I find it necessary. And you have no say it." Dean gave her a firm look showing no signs of yielding. He was serious.
Holly was unsure what to say. Is this how it is going to be? She was upset about the whole situation and began to feel a bitterness build up inside of her. She didn't like the idea of not being in control and it made her resentful. So to get back at Dean she tried to hit him where it would hurt. "You're cruel! So you like abusing woman, is that it?"
Apparently, that worked because Dean's face turned pale as his big green eyes widened in disbelief of what she was implying. Holly caught a slight flicker of hurt in his eyes. However, soon those beautiful green eyes turned hard and his jaw tighten giving her a menacing look.
"Excuse me?" Dean growled baring his teeth a little bit. "My dad would come up from his grave and kill my ass if I did. I spanked you. There is a huge difference. Never would I abuse you. Don't you ever say that to me again. That is sick. Do you understand?"
Holly not quite expecting that reaction swallowed hard. His words were angry and accusing and it made Holly's heart race. She upset him something horrible. It was her intention to make him feel bad, not get pissed off. Holly was beginning to feel like she did not know Dean as much as she thought she did. The thick skinned burdened man was expressing his true emotions and it hit Holly like a ton of bricks.
She bit her lip and looked down at the floor again studying her feet. For being a gown ass woman Dean was sure making her feel like a child.
"Hey!" Holly snapped her head up immediately. "I asked you a question? Do. You. Understand?"
She nodded. "Yeah." She reluctantly muffled out.
Dean pushed his eyebrows together in thought. He looked almost confused. "You can't tell me you've never been spanked as a child before?"
"Yes, but as a child. I'm not a child anymore. You can't seriously think that spanking me is going to prevent me from…" She paused as she saw Dean's face grew dark into a deep scowl. Perhaps she should have kept that comment to herself.
"From what Holly?" Dean growled. Great she just seems to keep pissing him off.
"You…you just can't." Was all she could think to say. She absolutely did not want to be spanked again.
"I just did." Dean said simply.
"So every time I do something that you don't like you are going to spank me?!" Holly asked reproachfully crossing her arms over her chest.
"If you disobey me and put your life in danger, yes, I will spank you again, but next time I ain't gonna be nice about it. I'll bare your ass and spank you with my belt and trust me you ain't gonna like it." Dean's voice was hard with a tone that was deep and ominous.
Nice? There was nothing nice about that horrible spanking. However, the horrible thought of Dean spanking her ass with a belt with no clothes to protect her bottom sent fear shooting through her body. Not only was it a scary thought in the way of pain, but it sounded awfully humiliating. Not that she wasn't embarrassed enough with the spanking she just received; this seemed absolutely mortifying.
"And I might even have you start calling me "sir" when I give you an order till you gain respect for me and this lifestyle. You need to know who's in charge Holly and you need to obey me."
Holly's mouth nearly dropped open. He was being completely unreasonable, but she knew he was not joking which was a disheartening and downright…shitty.
"Dean I can take care of myself and make my own decisions. This is unnecessary. Please…just…don't spank me again." She hated the way she sounded, she was pleading with the man. This shouldn't even be a conversation in civilized society, but she wasn't in civilized society. She was in a Hunters world and Dean has made it perfectly clear that there are rules and he was just going to be a dick about it even though she is a big girl and can make her own decisions.
"Don't disobey me and you don't have to worry about me spanking you." Holly almost rolled her eyes at that, but felt it might be a good idea not to.
"So when someone scares you or pisses you off, you spank them?" Holly asked as a joke trying to make light of situation and perhaps show Dean how unreasonable he sounded.
"Not everyone. I might beat the shit out of them, but, you, sweetheart, I'll spank you." As he said those last words his lips curled up into a small smirk.
Holly seeing that smirk felt a slight relief wash over her as she was beginning to see the Dean she knew. Holly licked her lips and gave him a small smile back which he hardly deserved, but she couldn't resist the affection she saw in his eyes and in warmed her heart. Yet, she couldn't leave him with no resistance after all he did spank her. "You know, I think it is only fair that if you put yourself in danger that you should get a spanking too." Holly felt her chest tighten in anxiety waiting for his response. She was being rather bold for someone who just got her ass handed to her.
To Holly's great satisfaction Dean chuckled. It was a beautiful sound to her ears.
"You think so do you?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow, but he had a hint of amusement on his face. "Hummm. I'll tell you what, if you can put me over your knee then I guess I have no choice."
"What?! You're not going to come willingly?" Holly asked with fake surprise in her voice.
"You didn't which really pissed me off by the way." Dean said giving her a stern look. Holly shrugged her shoulders like what did he expect. Getting a spanking was not a normal occurrence for her, but apparently it just might become one if Dean has a say in it which unfortunately he does. After a moment Holly heard Dean soothing low voice.
"Come here." He beckoned as he put a hand on the back of her head and gently guide her to his warm hard chest. Holly buried her face into his chest feeling his large arms enclose around her. She felt safe and protected in his affectionate hug. She could feel his heart beating in a steady rhythm in his chest and she felt his chin come to rest on her head. Then his arms started to close around her tighter almost like he was afraid she was going to fall if he didn't. The hug was rather powerful and full of emotion. Dean had hugged her before, but not like this. It almost felt like she was his.
Dean was never really good with words and Holly knew this. His actions spoke volumes. Despite the spanking sucking overall Holly couldn't help but notice intense emotion Dean had expressed towards her. He cared. A lot, apparently, and Holly was feeling a great affection towards him at this moment which confused her because he did just tan her ass, but for some odd reason she did not feel hatred towards the man like she thought she would. He was a good man, just scared.
Almost like he realized what he was doing he suddenly pulled her away from him.
"Alight enough of this chick flick movement." He announced as he cleared his throat awkwardly.
"I am a chick." She stated the obvious with a smile.
"Yeah I noticed." Dean said nodding towards her as he turned to walk towards the bathroom, but before he reached for the door knob he turned around and gave Holly a look that appeared to be both worried and amused. "If you try to kill me in the middle of the night I will come back to haunt your ass till the end of time."
Holly let out a snorted of amusement. "Yes, sir." She said giving him an exaggerated salute trying to mock him about the comment he made earlier.
"Be afraid you'd come back and spank me." She added with half bitterness and half amusement in her voice. She was honestly slightly confused as to why she wasn't punching him in the face right now. Cruse his stupid charm!
Dean smiled at her faking the sternness in his voice. "Believe me sweetheart I would."
Holly rolled her eyes. She didn't doubt it.
THE END.