Title: A Guilty Conscious Can Cause a Lot of Pain
Author: Truman's Shell
Characters/Pairings: Dean (21), Kae (11), Sam mentioned
Scenario: John spanks Kae. John gets spanked
Implement: hand, paddle, tawse
Prompts: First Time, Shelter in (change to from) the Storm, Power Exchange, Random Inspections, Thank you for punishing me, Homeless, Rescue Me, The envious snitch is (change to was) telling a lie.
Summary: John runs into some trouble while on a hunt with Dean in a museum
Author's Notes/Warnings:
Swearing and Spanking
Written for Spring Challenge 2012.
John smiled as he drove home from one of his random inspections of Sammy's living arrangements. Sammy was safe and that was all that mattered. Sam had been gone for almost six months and this was his fifth visit to make sure his son was ok. It wasn't like he stopped in to say hello or anything. He just broke into the dorm rooms and followed his wayward son around the campus for a couple of day. At times he wished he could bring Kae along, because she always could detect the supernatural, but she would insist on seeing Sammy and that was just not an option right now.
John knew Sammy would be pissed if he knew everything that John had done to his dorm room to ensure Sammy's safety. First, John created a flood on Sammy's floor and posed as a maintenance man to fix the problem. Once inside the room, he punched holes and placed hex bags into the holes, he drew a devil's trap in invisible ink, and to take the safety measures up another notch he repainted the dorm with paint containing iron particles.
John realized early on that the homeless existence they lived was going to be harder on Sammy than it ever was on Dean. Sammy wanted stability, no needed stability. So he shouldn't have been surprised when Sammy decided to go to college and leave the family behind. Unfortunately, he let his fear take over and said so many things that night he now regretted, the worst 'telling him if he left to never come back.' How could he have said that to his own son? Oh yeah his stupid temper and stubborn pride made him the idiot of the century. John's only hope was that one day his son would forgive him for all of the awful things he'd said. John also hoped that Stanford was going to offer Sammy the stability that the boy had always wanted.
After visiting Sammy, it was time to go home and see his other children. It was time to move on again. He had a case in Arizona. What John didn't expect was to come home to a full on war between his eldest and youngest. When John heard Dean start yelling, he decided maybe a little recon was in order. Dean tended to sugarcoat things Kae did wrong unless he was truly pissed and it sounded like this was going to be one of those times, well if he gave his baby girl time to bury herself into a deeper hole.
"What the fuck, Kaelyn? Another fight? Dad's going to kill you and then me for letting you get away with so much shit!" Dean yelled.
"That envious little snitch was telling lies about me and I sure as hell wasn't going to let the bitch get away with it!" the eleven year old screamed back. "OW…Dean…STOP!"
"Get your ass in the corner now," Dean growled after landing five hard swats.
"Dean, she…" Kae tried.
"Kaelyn, corner now!" When Kae just stood there glaring, Dean added, "Do you need more incentive? Because trust me we are discussing this physically the minute I calm down."
John walked into the house at that point, if anyone was beating his little girl's ass tonight it'd be him. Kae's eyes went wide and Dean smirked. He was sick and tired of his little sister and her acting out.
"Dean, Kaelyn do you want to explain what's going on?" John asked ominously.
"Little Miss Attitude got into a fight at school and was suspended for not three days, but ten days all because she doesn't know when to keep her damn mouth shut," Dean said.
"Fuck off, Dean!" Kae yelled back this time earning John's hand and ten hard swats. Those had tears running down her face quickly.
"Your brother told you to do something little girl and I suggest you do it," John said and indicated that Dean should go with him into the kitchen. "Let me see the note."
John read the note and his blood started to boil. Sure Kaelyn hadn't started the fight, but the minute she was in the principal office she gave him lip and was completely disrespectful. All because she refused to apologize to the girl that Kae had already pummeled. What did the girl think would happen if she disobeyed the principal, it wasn't like some power exchange was going to transpire and she would suddenly become the one with all of the power.
"What's been going on?" John asked.
"She's just been acting out more and more. I know she misses Sammy, but it's getting to the point of ridiculous."
"Oh yeah and you're a burning example of stability, Mr. Alcoholic!" Kae grumbled loudly from the corner. "He drinks every night when you're gone and I swear…"
"Kaelyn, we'll talk too. Right now I want you in the corner and following corner rules," John said calmly.
"How has she been acting out?"
"Not doing her homework, arguing about everything except training, she got two notes home from school for being disrespectful, and she's taking swearing up to a new level," Dean complained.
John counted to ten about one hundred times and asked,
"Why didn't you call me?"
"I've been handling it," Dean tried.
"Obviously not. She's suspended for ten days, luckily we're moving tomorrow morning. Dean, when she's acting like this I need to know. She knows better and you know better than to let her get away with it," John admonished.
"Yes, sir."
"Is it true about the drinking?"
"I've had a beer or two a night."
"LIAR!" Kae yelled.
"Kaelyn, if I have to tell you to stop one more time, you're getting my belt instead of the paddle."
Kae turned back towards the corner and fumed. Dean was just as messed up as she was about Sam, well everyone was.
"Are you lying?"
"Ok, I've had a few more than that and I've kinda been going out at night when I'm not supposed to," Dean admitted.
"Consider yourself grounded for a month and before you argue about your age or the unfairness of it, count yourself lucky that I'm not taking you over my knee."
"Yes, sir."
"Take off, Kaelyn and I have a lot to discuss," John said.
"Yes, sir," Dean said.
"Enjoy your ride, because the keys are mine too," John said to his son's groaning retreated form. "Kaelyn, front and center."
Kae dragged herself over to her father. She didn't want to walk over there. She didn't want to face him. She wanted to run to her room to seek shelter from the storm she knew was coming. John Winchester has many many rules, but his main ones were not to call attention to them and to be respectful at all times. She had broken both of them today.
John knew the minute he walked in the door that he was going to spank Kae tonight, but after reading the letter he knew he had to take it up a notch. Like Dean's obsession with the Impala, Kae's obsession was hunting. Well, her hunting days were over for the next two months.
"What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Victoria was jealous because Mike Sanders liked me, not that I give a sh… crap," Kae said deciding swearing wouldn't be a good idea right now. John hated it when she swore. "about that jerk. He was the one who instigated the fight in the first place, by saying how hot I looked today. Dad, look at me, I'm wearing jeans and a tee-shit, and I wasn't trying to impress anyone. She said that I was a tramp who had to show off my body to get people to notice me."
"Did you fight like a normal eleven year old?"
"Kinda," Kae said looking down. She used some of the moves that John had taught her.
"Meaning you didn't. Damn it, Kaelyn. What if we needed to stay here longer?"
"I'm sorry Dad," Kae said with tears in her eyes. She hated it when John was mad at her for any reason or when she disappointed him.
"Go get the paddle," John said with a heavy heart.
"Yes, sir."
Kae walked into John's room to get the dreaded piece of wood that brought terror and pain to every one of the Winchester children's hides. Kae only tasted it twice. Once for fighting a demon that was posing as Sammy's prom date and the second time for fighting a boy at school. She picked it up and walked slowly back into the living room.
John decided quickly that his banishment from hunting would be the main punishment so she was only going to get four with the paddle tonight.
"Quit stalling Kaelyn," John said when she didn't get back quickly enough in his opinion.
Kae hurried after that, hoping that she would get to keep her jeans on. John didn't say anything he just took the paddle and helped her over his knee. John started spanking hard and fast, making Kae cry out more than once. Finally, when he heard a true sob, he stopped.
"You're getting four with the paddle, for disrespect and getting into another fight."
Kae was surprised at how little she was getting, but then figured that the spanking wasn't her only punishment. Damn this was going to suck. John landed all four swats on Kae's sit spots and made sure each one of them counted.
The minute he was finished he pulled Kae into a hug and held her as she cried. Once she was finished, John put her down and looked into her deep brown eyes.
"The rest of your punishment is you're grounded for two months and you're not hunting at all during those that time. You can help with research and detection, but you will not go out with Dean or me when we go after whatever it is. Do you understand?"
"Dad, I get that I was wrong, but please don't take away hunting," Kae pleaded.
"Dean's losing his car and you're losing hunts. Fair is fair."
"Yes, sir," Kae said trying not to have too much of an attitude. Her ass as killing her and she didn't want to get swats for coping an attitude. "Am I grounded to my room too?"
"Yes and no. You need to start packing. We leave at 0600 tomorrow. Once you're done packing you can come back out."
"Ok."
"Kae, I know you're mad about the punishment, but you need to stop you're fighting," John said giving her one last hug.
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John drove the Impala sticking with Dean's punishment. The look on Dean's face when John handed him the truck keys instead of the Impala's key was absolutely priceless. He also decided that Kae needed to ride with him, because Dean would be pissed and he wasn't going to take it out on Kae.
"How's Sammy?" Kae asked.
"How did you know that I was visiting Stanford?" John asked smiling. Kae hadn't been able to read his mind for the last couple of years without him knowing immediately.
"Every time you go, you come back smiling and you seem more relaxed."
"Sammy's fine. You talk to him almost every night, so you should know that," John said.
"Yeah, but it isn't about the supernatural and I know that's why you go. Well, that and you miss him too. You really should talk to him. It wouldn't be the first time you admitted you were wrong and Dad you were wrong that night," Kae said looking out the window.
"Kae, I'm going to let Sammy have this and when I'm ready I'll talk to him. Not before then."
"Dad…"
"Kaelyn, this is between me and Sammy. So not another word," John said trying not to get angry. His guilt over that night was sometimes overwhelming and he really didn't want to discuss it with an eleven year old.
"Yes sir."
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They arrived in a small town in Wisconsin the next morning. Five security guards at a local museum were beaten to death by some sort of object. When John first read about it he thought, maybe it was just some crazed lunatic, but the more he read about the deaths the stranger they looked. According to reports most of the beating took place on their butts, thighs, and backs.
John, Dean, and Kae visited the museum that afternoon. Kae was using her abilities to sense the supernatural beings and couldn't find anything until they came to a section of the museum that dealt with different implements used for punishment. She couldn't pinpoint which item it was, but knew it was in there.
John and Dean made their ways back to the museum that evening. Dean looked at all the beating implement and was happy that his father only resorted to his hand, belt, paddle, and sometime the brush when they misbehaved. Each one of those hurt items looked like it hurt like hell and he hoped never to get spanked by one.
John looked around and hated the fact that they really didn't know what they were up against. He hated being unprepared and hated that he brought his son along not know exactly what they were about to do. The one thing he did know was he couldn't salt and burn down every item in the room.
"You've been very bad and you need to be punished," a voice said in the distance.
"Dean, get back," John said pushing his son back.
A wicked looking implement with a handle and two leather straps flew towards John. Dean looked quickly at the nameplate, it was called a tawse. John felt himself being lifted by some unseeing force and to his surprise he felt his pants and boxers being pulled down around his ankles. The first whip was like fire and John couldn't believe how much it hurt. He ground his teeth trying hard not to yell out.
"Dad!" Dean yelled and tried pulling the man down as the tawse came down for a third time. What was he supposed to do? He could see the look of pain on his Dad's face and knew John was holding back his yells of pain because he was in the room. Dean went with his next instinct and called Kae who was waiting in the car. "Get up here. Things have gone to hell and I need your abilities."
"NO!" John choked out. This was bad enough without Kae coming in and seeing him get his bare ass whipped.
"I won't let her in all the way, Dad."
"DAD! DEAN!" Kae yelled hearing the beating she started to come into the slavery room only to be told by Dean.
"Don't come in. Just tell me what you feel," Dean ordered.
John yelped in pain as the twentieth swat landed, he knew there were welts on his ass and thighs.
"Dad you need to say, 'Thank you for punishing me' and it will stop. Do it quickly, the spirit is getting angry do to your lack of response," Kae said.
"Thank you for punishing me," John ground out. Immediately he was let go and he fell directly onto the floor.
The tawse floated back to its spot like it was a harmless exhibit.
John pulled up his boxers and pants with a hiss. Sitting was going to be impossible for quite a while. Wow, that was the worst spanking that he had ever gotten in his life. John grabbed the implement salted and burned the damn thing with delight.
"You ok, Dad?" Dean asked.
"I just got my ass beat literally, I'll be fine son."
"I'm sure glad we don't have one of those. I don't think my ass could take it," Dean teased.
"My ass barley took it," John said ruefully.
"Can I come in yet?" Kae said wanting and added. "You need a post spanking hug in a big way."
Both Dean and John laughed before allowing her to come in.
"Do you know why it went after me?" John asked.
"Sammy," Kae said not looking at her father. "It looked for something you were feeling guilty about and punished you for it. That way you would be absolved from your sins. That's why you had to thank it to make it stop."
"Did it work?" Dean asked.
"Not really, but maybe I should give your brother a call and at least apologize," John thought.
Kae and Dean looked at each other with hope until John said,
"No. This is Sammy's time to shine and he doesn't need our lifestyle getting in the way. Your brother would feel guilty and want to hunt with us on weekends. This is safer and better for Sammy," John said soberly and felt a twinge of guilt at the dejected looks on his children's faces.
Well, he wasn't going to change his mind about this no matter how many spankings he was forced to endure.
Author's Note: I promise I will post the next chapter for a Gift from Azazel before the end of the weekend. Sorry, my plan was to do both this week but I ended up in the hospital for a couple of days :(