Chapter 5: Another Punishment

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WARNING: This chapter contains descriptive SPANKING (Domestic Discipline/ Corporal punishment) of an adult female by an adult male. There is, as always, swearing. If this offends you or you do not like it, please DO NOT READ!

"Come here."

Now that the time has come and Dean was clearly planning on spanking her, Holly could not and would not come to him willingly. Her heart was beating in her chest rapidly and her adrenaline was pumping through her veins as she thought of her options.

"Dean, spanking me is not the answer. Please, listen to me." Holly begged looking at him with desperation in her eyes hoping by some miracle he would listen to her.

"Holly." Dean graveled out in deep stern tone. "Stop stalling. You're getting a spanking. Now, come. Here." Dean pointed his demanding finger at the floor in front of him once again.

"Dean." Holly said in a pained voice like he had betrayed her in every way.

"One." Dean counted ominously. His fists were now clenched at his sides and a glare fixed on Holly that pierced her heart. Holly found Dean's lack compromise and openness to listen to her side appalling, unfair and downright wrong.

"DEAN! THIS IS REDCULOUS!" Holly shouted almost like the volume of her voice would penetrate his stubborn shield of ridged authority.

But that did not sway Dean one bit. His eyes were determined and unyielding and Holly knew no matter what she would say Dean would not listen to her. His mind was made up.

"Two." He growled tipping his head down slightly giving her a looking that showed she was pushing it. Holly knew that if she did not go to him, he would be even more pissed then he was already, but she just could not yield to such an unorthodox thing.

"DEAN LISTEN TO ME!" Holly shouted in a last stich effort of desperation.

"Three." Dean spoke the dreaded number and Holly's breath caught in her throat and Dean looked at her raising his eyebrows at her like he couldn't believe she chose to defy him. She supposed she could be grateful for Dean giving her an extra second to move her ass towards him, but she was not. She could not willingly allow her body to move towards something she disagreed with, her ass was on the line literally.

Dean's eyes darken and marched towards Holly with full intent and anger written on his ridged face. Holly allowed instinct to take over and she bounced off the bed in the opposite direction to where Dean was rounding and raced as fast as her feet could carry her to her sanctuary. All she was thinking at the moment was to get away from Dean, if she could do that, she could hopefully postpone the spanking indefinitely. She could hardly believe she made it to the bathroom. Once across the threshold she whirled around and swung the door shut with force seeing Dean only a few feet from the door. Holly locked the door quickly and as soon as she did Dean was there twisting the knob and banged him palm on the door.

"Holly! You brat! Are you serious right now? Open the door!" He spat in frustration.

"Uh no." Holly said with a bit of sass in her voice now that she knew she was safe behind the door. There was no way she was going to face Dean like this. Hell! He wouldn't even let her talk. Holly didn't know how long she would stay in the bathroom, but knowing Dean was determined to spank her no matter what, she probably could stay in there for quite a long time. Her determination not to get a spanking was just as strong.

There was a long pause of silence until Dean spoke again his voice sounding much more casual and relaxed. "You know I get it. I did this once when my dad was about to give me a spanking. I took the Impala for a little joy ride without his permission when I was about thirteen and I figured locking myself in the bathroom would get me out of it." Dean was talking now as if they were having a simple conversation at the dinner table.

Holly rolled her eyes annoyed finding his tone not only strange, but the fact that he was comparing this situation to one with his dad when he was thirteen. Holly did not find this to relevant considering Dean was thirteen and his father was the one planning on spanking him. He was not twenty-six and he was not going to be spanked by his friend so in Holly's mind his story held no water.

"Well, you want to know what he did?" Dean asked in calm collected tone.

There was a small pause and Holly rolled her eyes once again. "Fine. What did he do?" Holly asked humoring Dean in hopes that they could eventually talk it out. Dean had no choice, but to discuss and talk now that a door separated them or so Holly thought.

Suddenly, the door busted open. The frame splintering and splitting around the lock and Holly's heart dropped immediately into her stomach.

"Holy mother-fuckin'…!" Holly screamed in alarm as she flung herself away from the door throwing herself to the ground in pure instinct. "Shit!" She yelled finishing her thought as her bottom connected with the ground.

Her chest was rising and falling heavily like she had just ran a marathon. She looked up at Dean wide eyed like he was crazy. He just kicked the door in! Holly couldn't believe Dean's actions and she was in utter shock. Seemingly it was down near impossible to stop Dean Winchester at anything once his mind was made up and apparently, much to Holly's dismay, that included doors.

He walked into the bathroom calmly and went to stand over Holly looking down at her shaking his head like he was scolding a child. "Now see if I said that, I would be eating soap too."

Holly gritted her teeth and pushed her lips together in an angry firm line glowering at the idiotic man who just kicked a locked door open.

"What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack!? Now we have to pay for the goddamn door!" Holly shouted in pure frustration and anger. She was upset about the door and Dean scaring her half to death, of course she was, but mostly she was angry at him for literally busting open her safe spot. There was just no escape. He busted her hope it swift one kick.

"I'm trying to give you the spanking you deserve." He said sternly as he grabbed Holly's arm in his tight iron grip pulling her to her feet and marching her out of the bathroom and towards the bed.

"Dean no!" Holly yelled grabbing ahold of the bathroom door frame with her free hand. Dean turned around and got really close to Holly's ear. "Let go." He growled in a very deep threatening voice that made Holly's chest tighten. It was apparent he was getting annoyed her lack of compliance, but what did he expect? Holly was just not the obedient type.

"You are not spanking me!" Holly was hoping to sound firm in her statement, but it more came out as a whine then anything.

"You want to test me?" Dean said in a deep intimidating tone giving Holly a look that showed all his patience was nearly spent. Holly swallowed biting her lower lip nervously. Dean did not look pleasant. Then Dean got really close to her ear again and said "If you don't stop acting like a five-year-old, I will treat you like one."

That set Holly off in anger. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" She shouted in frustration.

Holly wished she never asked that because just then Dean bent down grabbing Holly by the legs and flinging her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "DEAN! What the hell? LET ME DOWN?!" Holly wailed as she kicked and struggled to free herself from this humiliating situation. However, that was abruptly stopped with a very hard smack to her upturned bottom. "Ah!" The sting spread immediately tingling her rear.

"Stop it, Holly." Dean bit out sternly as walked towards the bed flinging her down on the mattress. Holly bounced up slightly and attempted to get up, but that only aided Dean in quickly flinging her back to her feet, sitting down where she once was and hauling her over his lap.

"Dean! No, NO!" Holly wailed and she attempted to push herself off Dean's thick muscular thighs kicking her feet franticly. She could not believe she was in this potion yet again and was trying everything to get out of it. Dean quickly trapped her legs under his and held Holly's middle tightly pressing her up against him. Holly was terribly uncomfortable and found her body filling with dread as she was unable to move even an inch away from the horrible position, she was in. She didn't have too much time to comprehended much because Dean wasted no time in peppering her bottom with swift frim swats. The swats were not light and they hurt making her bottom become increasingly uncomfortable. She couldn't believe she was back over Dean's knee being punished for the same exact damn thing she got pushed for the last time; disobedience. Something that should not and would not happen to any reasonable adult, but Holly, of course, was stuck with the one idiotic man in the whole United States that believed this was not only okay, but was essential for survival. Holly was greatly embarrassed and could not help but push her anger towards the Hunter who was smacking her backside with relentless precision.

"Dean let me up, you asshole!" Holly spat out infuriated with the Hunter.

Dean simply ignored her and continued raining down smacks on Holly's bottom that was beginning to feel hot and stingy. She wiggled a bit and gritted her teeth at increasing discomfort. The pain of a spanking was well remembered. She recalled her last spanking and was dreading the impending ache and soreness that was soon to come. Dean turned his attention to her sit spots and Holly grunted and grimaced at the sting and thanked the Lord above that she had jean's on instead of those dreadful boxer shorts she had on last time. Holly was determined to take the spanking stoically and not give Dean any satisfaction that he was getting to her. After a few moments Dean stopped his assault on her backside and Holly nearly breathed a sigh of relief due to the fact that it was becoming very difficult not to cry out. Holly, breathing heavily, thought that perhaps Dean was done. Yet, she could not have been more wrong.

Holly felt Dean reach underneath her which she found unseemly odd. Holly's eyebrows pushed together then her eyes widened like saucers when she realized what Dean was doing. Dean had popped the button on Holly's jeans and unzipped the zipper.

Oh my motherfucking GOD! This is not happening!

"DEAN!" Holly shouted in panic. "What the HELL are you doing?!" She was absolutely shocked and mortified when Dean began to pull down her jeans. Holly felt the cold air hit her heated backside and began to blush profusely as Dean was now staring down at her round thick posterior that was well displayed for his viewing.

"DEAN, NO!" Holly screeched as she through her hand behind her palm up to cover up her now exposed backside that was burning on the back of her hand. Holly was horrified at the fact that the only thing she had for protection from Dean's hand and eyes were her hot pink cotton laced panties. Her cheeks now beat red, almost matching her punished bottom.

"Dean!" Holly cried and sniffled miserably. "This is perverted!" She attempted to grab her jeans and pull them back up which was a difficult task, but Dean gave her left cheek a good swat that made Holly jump then stiffen letting go of the waistband as she felt the dreadful sting spread over burning bottom. She found herself clenching her cheeks together at the instant pain. Holly was surprised at just how much that one swat hurt. She did not get much protection from her panties due to the fact that they were thin and delicate and Holly was now cursing herself for getting such thin underwear. She got them because she thought they were pretty now she was finding them to be a pain in the ass, literally.

"Ah!"

"Keep your hands out of the way." Dean said sternly.

Holly smacked her palm onto the floor in frustration and embarrassment as Dean continued to push her jeans well passed her thighs. Holly was feeling so embarrassed by this point she just wanted to scream. Dean was not only spanking her this time, but he had pulled down her pants so not only would Holly feeling the sting of his hand stronger, but also Holly couldn't help, but think that Dean did that so he could get a nice view of her ass. This thought not only mortified Holly, but it made her angry and fill with resentment towards the Hunter. This was her friend, someone she trusted! How dare he?

Just then Holly was met with another swat that made her squeeze her eyes shut at the undeniable sting then another one followed on the opposite cheek and Dean continued at a rhythmic pace alternating from cheek to cheek. Holly felt her flesh bounce every single time Dean's hand connected with her bottom and it wasn't long before Holly began wiggle trying to turn her bottom away from blistering smacks, but sadly the more she did that the more her panties road up exposing her bottom even further to Dean's punishing hand. Dean tightened his grip on her pushing her down steadying her as his thick muscular thighs pushed into her stomach. Holly bit the inside of her cheek trying her best to remain quiet whether that was because of pride or the need to prove something that did not change the fact that it HURT worse then she had imagined. Her backside was burning like crazy and staying silent was not an option anymore.

"Owww!" Holly hissed. "Ah, God!"

Dean thoroughly covered her backside top to bottom making it clear that this punishment would be well remembered. The pain of the spanking was like nothing Holly had never experienced before. It was painful, humiliating, degrading and made you feel the worst shame for your actions that nothing else would ever be able to produce. It was truly a one of a kind punishment and Holly hated it. It was especially difficult for her considering she had not been spanked in many years and was used to being in control of every aspect of her life. It wasn't long until Dean moved down concentrating on Holly's sensitive sit spots and thighs.

"Ahhhhh! Shit! OWWWW! Dean, stooooooppppp!" Holly complained appropriately as the pain increased significantly. Holly was finding the spanking to be unbearable. Her heart was rapidly beating in her chest and her head was pounding as all the blood was rushing to it. Her bottom was officially on fire and this child's punishment HURT and all Holly wanted was it to be over.

"D-dean, p-please stop. I-I under-stand." Holly strained trying to keep her composure.

Holly was amazed when Dean ceased the spanking and placing his hot palm on her back. She could feel his eyes on the back of her head studying her.

"Humm." Dean hummed deeply. "Do you?"

"Yes!" Holly said frustrated and sad. "Let me up."

"You said that the last time and look where we are now." Dean said in a bit of a condescending and scolding tone.

"Dean I-I mean it. I'll follow orders better, okay? Just…stop." Holly begged not liking her tone, but not even believing her own words. For some reason orders were really hard for Holly to follow.

Dean hummed again lowly in his throat. "I'm sorry sweetheart, I hate to break it to you, but I don't believe you and we are far from done. I believe I promised you a spanking on your bare bottom."

Holly's heart stopped at hearing Dean's appalling and terrifying words. Her stunned face soon grew hot and angry. "You will not!" Holly growled as fiercely as she could. "Don't you dare Dean Winchester!"

Without even a word Dean grasped ahold of Holly's hot pink laced panties and tugged them down swiftly to meet her jeans.

"DEAN! HOW DARE YOU?!" Holly was appalled and outraged as she now was completely exposed. Her bottom was naked and on full display to be punished. Even though her panties were not much coverage for her bottom they gave her a sense of dignity and comfort, but now she had nothing and she was horrified to say the least. Not to mention that now her private most areas could be seen easily.

Dean ignored Holly's outburst and began the spanking once again. Holly cried out immediately in pain as Dean's hand fell down on her naked bottom again and again.

"You are perverted and disgusting!" Holly wailed enraged. "I will not forgive you for this! Is this what you wanted? To see me naked? How could you? You're sick, evil, disgusting bastard! Son of a bitch!" Holly cried out the words sobbing hard as she thought her friend betrayed her trust and only seeked to demean her. And spanking her because he cared was just an excuse to fulfill a fantasy Dean had. Her heart was breaking with every swat. Horrible thoughts crept into her mind. He used her. He hated her.

Sick, twisted, how could he?

Very abruptly the spanking stopped and Holly found her head and shoulders being twisted upwards to look at Dean's very hurt and angered face. Dean grabbed Holly's turned chin with his rough calloused hand.

"You are getting your bare bottom spanked to be punished, nothing more. You understand me? My sexual needs and desires have nothing to do with this. As crazy as it might sound to you, I am not sexual turned on by you risking your life, woman. My goal is to keep you alive. Spanking you is not for my sexual gratification. I would never ever do that you."

Dean looked at her with a pain and vulnerability that Holly had never seen before and it cut her straight throw her heart. He was absolutely serious. "You don't know me at all."

It was hard for Holly to comprehend the fact that her friend was spanking her fully exposed backside and was not in the slightest bit sexually involved with her. Dean was punishing her nothing more. Holly had always pictured herself, when with any man, naked, that it would be for sexual reasons, never had she pictured herself being punished. It was odd and in the back of Holly's mind she felt somewhat thankful that Dean was not punishing her for sexual satisfaction, but it was because he truly cared about her safety and well-being. It might be a strange and unorthodox way of showing affection, but it was affection none the less. It was just something Holly had difficulty understanding, however, somewhere deep down she knew Dean had very little left to love therefore his love was intensely and abnormally strong and would do whatever it took to keep what he had left safe. And part of that "whatever it took", was spanking poor Holly's naked backside till she wanted to punch him in the face.

Dean let go of Holly's chin and Holly was once again face to face with the old carpet. Fresh tears sprung in her eyes as she felt her heart sink to a new low. There were too many emotions for Holly to bare and she sobbed uncontrollably as Dean began to spank her once again. She felt extremely ashamed for not following Dean's orders for a second time. And she was scared and confused about her feelings towards the Hunter who was punishing her. He was showing an intense care for her in away that she was not used to that went against her thoughts of a normal friendship and found it extremely perplexing that despite everything she did not have hate for him. A man that grew up in a crazy unforgiving hard world where he learned to be strong, resolute and selfless, however he also learned to be fearful, paranoid and ultimately hopeless. And it hurt Holly to the core that she had caused this scared man even more fear. Yet, her mind swarmed with her own desires to continue to help Sam and Dean in the hunts and destroy evil. Risking her life was something she was okay with; however, it was clear Dean was not. It was a hard desire that formed into a need and Holly found it painful to even think of giving Dean control over what she does during Hunts. Holly liked being in control of her life and her decisions, however, ever since she met Dean that has all but turn on it's head. At this very moment Holly had no control of anything and it was very trying to her mind and her heart.

Holly cried and sobbed watching her tears fall onto the carpet. As Holly felt each spank sting her bottom and echo throw the small hotel room, she prayed that the next one would be the last and finally Dean landed one final swat in the middle of her bottom. Holly felt Dean immediately grab her panties and pull them up to their proper place making sure he was careful. Then he proceeded to pull up her jean up as far as he could. In all honesty Holly would prefer them off as her bottom was a burning, stinging, aching, sore mess and would love to stick her bottom in a bath of ice. Yet, what little dignity she had left; she was not about to give up. After a little while, once Holly's sobs had died down, Dean grabbed ahold of Holly's arm and lifted her slowly off his lap.

Dean sat where he was watching Holly as she fixed her jeans and zipped them up. Holly wiped her eyes and her nose with the back of her hand. She stared directly at the carpet with her shoulders slumped refusing to look at Dean. Her braid, that was now no longer considered a braid, was pulled out by Holly allowing her thick brown hair to cover her face. Holly pulled both hands behind her back and proceeded to comfort her well punished bottom. It wasn't long before Holly found her chin being raised up and her red rimmed eyes meeting Dean's instance green eyes. Seeing Dean's face made Holly feel more ashamed and she swallowed back tears were forming in her eyes. Dean's face was firm, but his eyes were intense, although obscure, held great concern for the woman in front of him.

"That really hurt." Holly complained accusingly feeling the horrible throbbing spread all over her backside ultimately wanting Dean to show some empathy and comfort she desired feeling very vulnerable.

"Spankings are supposed to hurt." Dean graveled out seriously as he let go of her chin showing her that he was not sorry he punished her and in fact it was his goal to make it hurt.

"You went overboard. How the hell am I supposed to sit?" Holly asked annoyed giving her bottom a good rub not liking the way she was feeling at the moment.

Dean lips curled up and let out a small lighthearted chuckle. "Part of the punishment, sweetheart. Short answer is you don't."

Holly glared at him.

"You're lucky we don't have to leave right away. Try riding six, seven hours in a car after having your ass beat." Dean said reminiscing perhaps trying to make Holly feel better although it was not working.

Holly rolled her eyes at that. Dean just looked at her for a long while and she looked down still very embarrassed. She really did not know how to react or respond after a spanking. She was not used to it and she had something on her mind that she desperately needed Dean to know.

"Dean?" Holly said mumbled quietly.

"What?" Dean blinked at her looking somewhat concerned.

"You pulled my jeans and my underwear off. You embarrassed me and humiliated me." Holly mumbled to the floor keeping her eyes away from Dean. "You…you spanked me…bare." It was hard for her to say the words due the penetrating emotions it brought.

"I did. I know it was embarrassing and I know it stung like a bitch. I did it because you would not have thought twice otherwise. If you haven't notice it is hard to get through to your stubborn ass and I intend to leave a good impression in your mind to never do that again. It was a punishment Holly, but now it is over." Dean said giving Holly a feeling that somehow Dean was saying he forgives her and there is no need to talk about it anymore. Holly gave Dean an unstratified look.

"I got spanked on my bare ass many times and so has Sam. You honestly got nothing to be embarrassed about, I can tell you all kind of stories of me getting my ass beat that are ten times more embarrassing then you will ever experience." Dean said fully convinced at his statement while Holly was a bit unsure how she could feel anymore embarrassed then she already was.

"Was it really necessary?" Holly argued.

"Yes." Dean said firmly. "Or I wouldn't have done it."

Holly pushed her eyebrows together looking unconvinced.

"Would you ever want me to spank you again?" He asked directly knowing the answer.

"NO, it sucks." Holly said grimly giving Dean a disgusted glare.

"Right. So next time I give you an order think about this and how much this sucked and how I will follow through and punish your ass if you do not. Am I clear?" He was stern and gave Holly a serious look.

"Yes, sir." Holly mumbled finding herself defeated and way too tired and sore to feed her pride by arguing.

"Hey." Dean said gently trying to get Holly to look up at him. Holly did so slowly and what she saw when she looked up was beautifully heartening. Dean was giving her that look of affection that was reserved solely for her. Dean grabbed Holly's shoulders and pulled her into his warm embrace. Holly melted into his hard chest burying her face into his shirt. Dean put his warmed palm on the back of Holly's head and Holly felt safe and warm as Dean held her tight. "You know I don't like to do that. I can't tell you how much it sucks, so I would appreciate it if you would just follow my orders so I don't have to do that ever again." Dean words were pained sounding like it was one of the worst things he's ever had to do. Holly heard his words and knew he meant what he said, but it was hard for Holly considering she most certainly could tell him how much it sucked on her end.

"Or you could just not do it at all." Holly admonished reasonably needing to put her input in even if it was hopeless.

Dean pulled her away from him holding onto her shoulders looking into her eyes sternly. "You know very well I will do it again if you disobey me and I will most definitely follow through. I may fucking hate giving your ass a spanking but make no mistake, sweetheart I will do it again."

Dean's threat made Holly want to squirm. She believed him and found herself thinking how much she never wanted her ass spanked by Dean ever again. In all of Holly's embarrassment she desperately wanted to gain some lightheartedness and carefree feelings and found herself beginning to joke trying to hide her emotions.

"I thought the next time you said you would spank me with your belt? You didn't follow through there?" Holly said very happy he did not, considering the spanking she just received burned her ass like hell fire. She liked the idea that Dean showed her some sympathy. Perhaps he has a soft side that Holly could maybe play to her advantage. She liked the idea of being able to have a bit of power over Dean even if it was just a little.

"Oh." He said unconvincingly surprised. "I did, didn't I? I can still follow through." He said threateningly raising an eyebrow.

"NO!" Holly shouted desperately and somewhat demandingly. There was one thing Holly was sure of and it was that her poor bottom could not take anymore and the belt sounded like a dreaded nightmare at this point.

"Sorry, no, sir." Holly said correcting herself in a mocking tone.

Dean just hummed not looking real appreciative of the mocking tone Holly was using, but decided he was in need of beer and walked way.

Holly ended up going in the bathroom while Dean sat on the bed with his beer watching some TV show. Holly closed the door to the bathroom as much as she could and for obvious reasons, she could not lock it. Once she got it as closed as she could she slowly and carefully pulled down her jeans and panties hissing as the fabric scrapped against her sore bottom. When she got them completely off, she turned around and looked in the mirror at her backside that definitely looked thoroughly punished. It was a bright cherry red from the top of her bottom all the way down to her upper thighs and was hot to the touch. She poked at her one cheek which turned white for a split second then turned back to its red heated color. Holly scrunched her eyebrows together at the sight. She honestly expected her backside to look worse then it did due to the relentless ache she was feeling. Holly couldn't help but feel a jab of bitterness towards the man responsible, but despite everything she felt cared for and that was a very powerful and comfortable feeling that she never knew she desired. To ease the discomfort on her bottom, Holly grabbed a wash cloth and wetted it with ice cold water and gently placed it on her scorching bottom which eased the ache slightly. After she put her pjs on and got washed up. Before she went out, she took one last look in the mirror and noticed her boxer shorts did not cover the redness on the bottom of her thighs. There was no way she would go walking around like that even though Sam knew she was going to get a spanking and Dean obviously knew, she could not humiliate herself further, it was bad enough she got spanked. She did not need to display a visual reminder to all parties present.

"Dean?" Holly yelled from the bathroom.

"What?" Dean said walking over to the door a little worried due to Holly's tone.

"I need sweatpants." Holly said simply.

"Okay, you can barrow mine." Dean was unsure as to why Holly was sounding so desperate.

"Bring it to me, please." Holly said quickly.

"Are you okay?" Dean asked concerned.

"Well, no, now that you ask. I just got my bare ass spanked by a brutal Hunter that now looks like a cherry tomato, I'm sore as hell and my stupid shorts won't cover my red ass thighs. So bring me the freaking sweatpants….please…sir." It kind of all came out at once and Holly did not have much patience for questions as to why she needed sweatpants, but she thought Dean ought to know her discomfort and she hoped that she made him feel at least slightly sympathetic towards her. He deserved it after all he was the one that spank her.

Dean was silent for the moment probably not sure what to say so he did the wisest thing he could have done which was get the sweatpants to Holly. He opened the door just enough to get his arm through to hand her the pants.

"Thank you." Holly said grabbing them. They were huge on Holly, but they were comfortable and did the job of covering her backside. Once Holly emerged from the bathroom Dean looked up from the TV and gave her a small smile.

"You know, Sam and I know you've been spanked. You don't need to hide it. I bet it would be more comfortable without them." Dean suggested casually shrugging his shoulders like it was no big deal.

Holly raised an eyebrow at him. Who was he to say what was more comfortable? "What? You trying to get a good look at my ass again Dean Winchester?" Holly said with a slight tease to her voice in hopes of perhaps embarrassing him. "Was it that beautiful?" Holly joked dying to know what he would say. She was living dangerously, which was something she was fairly familiar with, and did not know how Dean would take it, but was more then willing to find out half expecting him to get annoyed. She felt a surge of excitement build up in her as she stared at him daringly in a slight mischievous way.

Dean looked at her with an unreadable expression. His green eyes focused in on her. Without saying a word, he grabbed the remote and turned off the TV then he turned back to look at Holly with his eyes now intensely stern and Holly thought she was about to get scolded again and waited.

"Every part of you is beautiful, Holly, any man with fucking eyes can see that and I happen to be a man. Now get your little cherry tomato ass to bed before you end up over my knee again."

Well she was not expecting THAT. That surprised Holly to the point where she was speechless. Her mouth fell open. Did Dean just call her beautiful? Not only that, but he called her ass beautiful? He called all of her beautiful? Every part? It was a compliment that Holly never got from Dean. It was direct and clear and undeniably endearing in a somewhat stern shielded kind of way, but still endearing which was rare and precious. She was told she was beautiful by others, but to hear Dean say it, it seemed to mean a lot more to Holly and she could not help but feel warmed and unquestionably pleased about it. Of course, he had to accompany the complement with a threat, but he said she was beautiful and he could not take it back. Holly just stared at the man whose face was firm, but is eyes full of affection and it did not fool Holly, not one bit. She saw it and it was irrefutable.

Dean got up off the bed and walked over towards Holly. He looked at her with soft eyes then shocking Holly again planted a kiss on top of her head.

"Goodnight, Holly." His voice rumbled her core soothingly. Holly blinked in a short of a trans.

She felt a warmth fill her body, but soon that warmth became more specific and traveled down to her bottom as Dean lightly patted Holly's sore butt encouraging her towards her bed.

Holly quickly moved towards the bed to get away from Dean's hand she did not want her bottom touched it was far too freshly spanked for that. "You're cruel." Holly shot back at him half heartedly as she turned around rubbing her bottom. It did not hurt that much, but it was the idea that made her bottom tingle with anticipation.

"I could have swatted your bottom." Dean pointed out giving her a small smile.

"I hope your hand stings like hell." Holly shot back turning way as she slowly got into bed on her stomach careful not show him the smile on her face.

Dean chuckled and shook his head. "Goodnight, brat."

"Goodnight, asshole." Holly said with a surprising warmth to her voice.

Holly lied on her stomach and allowed her thoughts to drift to Dean's words. He said I was beautiful. Every part. She felt herself fill with warmth and a happiness that was unusually different. Perhaps Dean was not too untouchable and a shielded heart could relax. Did she have a chance to truly know the stern Hunter? She couldn't help, but feel happy and tranquil at the moment even though her bottom ached her warmed heart was stronger and overpowered the physical discomfort.

It wasn't long till she heard Sam come in and oddly Sam and Dean said nothing about the spanking perhaps not trusting that Holly was asleep or trying to spare her some dignity. Whatever the reason that could not quite be ignored when Sam noticed something unusual.

"What the hell happened to the bathroom door?" He asked in a surprised tone.

Holly felt her lips curl up into a smile and was able to fall into a dreamless sleep.

TBC ?

Well that was poor Holly's punishment. What did you think?

Not sure if I should continue this story or stop it here and perhaps write something else or another story involving Holly, Sam and Dean. Not sure, but suggestions and comments are very helpful and let me know the level of interest there is.

Again, thank you all so much!