Winchester Family Punishment – Part 1

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WARNING: This story contains SPANKING (Domestic Discipline/Corporal Punishment) of a adult female by an adult male and swearing. If this offends you in anyway. Do NOT read.

"Are there any romances I should know about?"

Holly shuttered at his words leaving her with a complete sense of dread. If this demon knew about her and Dean, he would undoubtably use her to get to Dean. That thought utterly terrified her because she knew very well that Dean would come after her without hesitation regardless of the risk. This was a fear that seemed to trump all others. It was the worst possible situation she could think of and she was living it right now.

Before more could be said the dim light over the wooden work bench flicked off abruptly blackening the shop. Holly was frozen in place petrified to move, blink or breath. There was a loud bang and a sudden flash that echoed piercingly within the concert walls. Holly nearly jumped out of her skin as she felt her bicep being grasped in a tight unforgiving grip. Her arm stiffened as she screamed in shock and unshakable fear. Nothing but darkness was visible to her eyes as she was being dragged roughly by her arm. She heard the demon's pounding feet lay heavy into the concert floor moving swiftly and urgently making Holly trip and stumble over her feet. The door from whence she came was kicked forceable back open and the light of the dim street lamp rush into her eyes. Holly began to pull back on her bicep hard, but the hold on her arm locked into an iron grip the was immoveable. Flinging her body Holly prepared to fight for her life when her eye caught the familiar swinging pendent around the man's neck. Dean stopped abruptly and Holly rammed into his chest bouncing off of him stumbling as he flung her out away from him. Dean didn't even glance down in her direction as his neck craned behind him for a short moment. Holly could hear Dean's heavy hallowed breaths, his chest rising and falling rapidly from pure driven adrenaline. His face was stiff and determined, but his eyes held a fear that was clearly visible. Dean bared his teeth letting out something that sounded like a growl of anger and a heavy heated sigh of relief.

"D-Dean." Holly breathed in disbelief blinking up at him her mouth parted in shock.

His muscular frame was stiffened and tense as he suddenly began to jerk her along once again completely ignoring her words not sparing a glace down at her. Dean's strides were long and hurried making Holly's feet shuffle rapidly to catch up. Her heart was pounding in her chest, fear was still running ramped through her body from the demons terrifying words.

The Impala sat just a couple yards from the shop waiting under a street light illuminating it with a soft yellow glow. Dean yanked opened the backseat door snapping his head up to look at the shop.

"SAM!" His voice boomed with urgency.

Holly eyes locked onto the side door of the shop waiting with fearful anticipation. Is Sam alright? It wasn't long before Sam emerged from the dark shop. Holly breathed a sigh of relief letting her tense body relax slightly as he turned and slammed the door shut behind him jogging towards them.

Dean jerked Holly's arm around so that she was directly facing him, however, Dean's eyes, again, never met Holly's as he began to lift up her shirt exposing her belly to the cool night air. Holly said nothing as Dean continued to search mindlessly for injuries letting him turn her around and pull her shirt up around the back. Dean grabbed her shirt collar and jerked it down exposing what he wanted to see. He's actions were not gentle, but they weren't harsh either. His adrenaline was still running through him strongly and had not calm down in the slightest. Dean moved his hands upwards to placing his palms firmly on the sides of her face. Dean's head was cast down looking at the ground but Holly could feel the intensity of his emotions as he hands shook slightly against her face. Holly watched him intently without a word feeling herself fill with satisfaction at their skin touching, something that she had ached desperately for. Holly heard Dean breath in a hallowed breath before moving his forehead up to rest on hers. His eyes were closed as he released a shaky sigh through his nostrils allowing himself to gain some relief that she was alright. He lingered there for just a beat feeling her skin on his before opening his eyes and lifting his head off hers. He pulled back just enough to gain focus on her flushed face. His features were stiffened as he gave her a hard unwavering look of betrayal, his eyes clouded by a calm fury. Holly's mouth parted slightly as if she was about to say something, but nothing came out as she felt a weight of tremendous guilt push down on her.

Sam arrived at the Impala pulling the passenger door open with a quick jerk.

"Alright let's go." Sam said urgently breathing heavily.

Before Holly knew it, Dean snatched her arm once again pushing her into the backseat of the Impala. Dean revved up the Impala's engine and drove off like a bat out of hell putting as much distance as he could from them and that cursed town.

The silence that filled the Impala was tense to say the least. Holly sat in the back off the Impala looking back and forth between Sam and Dean fidgeting nervously as both of them said absolutely nothing ever since they drove off. Holly bit her bottom lip as their stoic stern expressions stared straight ahead. Silent fury casting over both their eyes. At this moment they never looked more alike. Holly swallowed nervously unsure if she should speak. The silence was eating away at her filling her gut with unbearable uneasiness.

Dean ringed his hands over the stirring wheel fidgeting with pent up wrath and hurt. He ran his teeth over his bottom lip feeling on the verge of exploding as he recalled all the events that happened in the past four days. Unable to take it anymore Dean abruptly jerked the Impala off the road. Holly snatched a hand out to grab the back of the front seat preventing herself front flying into the door.

A sense of pure dread came over Holly as Dean kicked the driver door open slamming so hard that it shook the whole car slightly. Holly watched with wide eyes as Dean marched around to the back of the Impala looking downright murderous. Holly head snapped towards the front as soon as she heard the passenger door fling open. Holly's heart sunk as she saw Sam get out of the car slamming his door shut just as hard before leaning his back against the door crossing his arms over his chest. Holly could not see his face, but from his ridged posture she knew he was scowling something fierce. Holly's heart hammered in her chest as her door was ripped open. Dean reached in and snatched Holly's arm jerking her out of car making her stumble to regain her balance. Despite the tremendous guilt she was feeling in her gut she did not like to me manhandled so forcefully and pulled back against his hold. But it was utterly useless she did not move an inch and it appeared Dean had hardly noticed.

Dean jerked her close almost meeting her nose against his scowling at her with such severity Holly pulled her shoulders up to her ears shrinking back from the absolute fury in his eyes. He locked onto her eyes sending a shiver down her spine as she had never seen him this anger before. His jaw was clenched and his features were stiffened from the pent-up rage. He held onto her gaze long enough to make Holly feel exceedingly uncomfortable before releasing his firm hold and stomping away from her. His feet lay heavy into the dirt as he walked a few feet before turning back around to face her his fist clenched at his side.

"Dean, calm down." Holly surprised to hear just how timid and unsteady voice was to her ears. However, it was understandable as the furious man would have grown men cowering away in intimidation.

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say and Holly immediately regrated opening her mouth.

The words set Dean's fiery rage boiling over as his body shook with frantic frustration. Dean's eyes widened at the woman's audacity.

"CALM DOWN?!" His voice boomed making Holly jump at the sheer volume. "YOU, almost became a demon's play thing and you want me to CALM DOWN?!" His voice echoed through the wooded area behind him making his words sound even more terrifying. Holly swallowed hard her face was paling as her body swarmed with regret and shame.

Dean watched her for a long moment his chest rising and falling with short heated breath. His lips pressed firmly into a tight line before stopping over to her, the fury of hellfire behind him. Holly stayed frozen in place unable to move her weak legs. Dean grabbed her arm jerked her to the side slamming his palm down hard on the seat of her jeans. The swats sunk through her jeans producing a penetrating sting that set Holly's backside on fire immediately. Holly could feel Dean's anger, frustration and fear through each swat. Holly flung a hand back to protect her posterior, but it was useless as Dean just moved down to her thighs making her kick her legs kick up. Dean alternated between her thighs and her bottom missing her hand every single time. Dean had only given her half a dozen swats, but to Holly it felt like Dean had just given her a fierce spanking.

"AH! Stop, that hurts!" Holly found herself saying which she knew very well it was Dean's goal to make those swats hurt, but it didn't make it any less true.

Holly let out a cry of pain before Dean suddenly stopped releasing Holly's arm and stomping away from her once again knowing he was way too angry. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration keeping his back to her breathing heavily.

"That hurts." He growled lowly through clenched teeth repeating her words.

Holly's hand slowly moved to her backside feeling a deep prickling sting linger. Holly watched Dean closely feeling her eyes line with tears, a contrate expression forming across her face. He was undoubtably furious with her and Holly knew it was all her fault. Holly tentatively looked over her shoulder at Sam who scowled at her looking very anger himself. His face was unwavering as he blew an angry sigh through his nose. He was in no way sympathetic and his eyes all but said she deserved getting her butt spanked, if not needed. Holly turned away unable to look at his infuriated express feeling utterly humbled.

Dean turned around his eyes flashing with heat.

"THAT HURT?" He repeated her words again, his loud voice indicating that her complaint was incomparable. "You want to know what hurts? You running away, leaving me nothing but a freaking note saying it was for "the better". FOR THE BETTER, HOLLY MARIE BECKETT? Are you kidding ME? You ran in front of a car, dodged a FUCKING train. A FUCKING TRAIN! That would have run you threw like a bug on a windshield! AND NOW THIS!" His voice was laced with frustration and rage. To say he was angry was an understatement; he was absolutely livid as all of his pent-up emotions came pouring out.

"And I know very well that you had at least a suspicion that something was wrong here, but like always you ignored it! That was a demon that would have tortured you for days, weeks, MOUTHS in the most horrible ways you couldn't possibly imagine just for the mere pleasure of it. All for the better? LIKE FUCKING HELL!"

Holly jumped at his booming voice. Unable to look at him Holly had concentrated on the ground below her feeling tears line her eyes from the sheer guilt and shame that seemed to all but consume her.

"I'm sorry." Holly murmured in a small voice; her tone lanced with regret. She truly thought her leaving was for the better, however, now looking at it, it seemed to actually make things worse. A hell of a lot worse. She seemed to manage to screw things up no matter what she did and was absolutely hating herself over it. However, there was the overwhelming feeling of hurt that rushed back into her body over the cutting words he had said about her. A fire was being built back under her as she looked back up at him challengingly with hurt written all over her expression.

"You-you said you wished you never met me, that you wished you never set eyes on me, that I was the worst pain in the ass you'd ever had!" Holly nearly chocked on her words as a lump formed in her throat. Swallowing hard Holly's eyes narrowed as she ran her teeth over the bottom of her lips preventing it from trembling. "So yes, I left! It was a mistake and I'm sorry, but you cannot blame me for that. Forgive me, but your words did not sound like you were wanting me around anymore." Holly's volume increased as her frustration built up strongly giving him a fiercely reproachful scowl.

Dean's heart skipped a beat as the whole reason for her leaving became abundantly clear to him. Dean locked his jaw tightly feeling his face muscles twitch in response to her words. Despite his raising emotions, Dean's face remained unmoved, the heated glower was still firmly plastered on his face. Dean dipped his head down leveling at his eyes to lock onto hers.

"Didn't stick around for the end of that sentence, did you?" Dean asked accusingly a bitter tone lining his deep voice.

Holly's brows frowned deeply at his insinuation. Wonder pulled at her curiosity as she pondered what he could have possibly said that would have made it any better.

"You are the worst pain in the ass I've ever had. You are the most accident prone, self-sacrificing woman on the planet! You attract trouble like a freaking magnet, but at the end of the day, Holly…you're ours. You part of this little screwed up family was have going here and we would never let you go. I would never let you go." Dean stern voice began to soften a touch. Dean visibly swallowed a flash of fear past over his eyes before casting his eyes away from her.

"I-I can't lose you. I just can't." He expressed softly fear laced behind each word. His tone suggested that his feelings on this were inescapable and unyielding and there was a sadness to that ran deep within his bones.

"Don't ever run from me again." He declared somewhat strongly, but surprisingly soft, almost begging as his walls momentarily become opaque giving her a glimpse of his heart.

Dean was clearly saying he loved her yet again, granted not in the most sophisticated complementary way, but it was enough for Holly and she understood the man. He loved her despite her flaws and mistakes and nothing would ever change that. He still wanted her.

Holly's lips parted to say something, but she found herself become speechless. Dean's words seeped through her body making her heart throb and ache in pain and desire. She loved this man so much. She wanted to give herself to him fully and completely. She wanted to take his pain away and make him feel loved. But he wouldn't let her….and that was the disgrace that tore Holly's heart apart in agony.

Dean's soften face only lasted a brief moment. Dean's chest was rising and falling in shorts breaths turning his head upwards a pain frown chiseled into his hard expression. He glared at her for a long moment watching a tear drip down her cheek. His heart ached in raw incomparable pain as he recalled every agonizing moment Holly had been away from him. His heart hammered in his chest as he remembered every single life-threatening act she took in response to his absence. A dark shadow past over Dean's face as he tilted his head down slightly narrowing eyes in on the woman who cheated death over three times in four days.

Dean turned so that his whole body was square with hers never taking his eyes off hers for a second. He sighed heavily glaring at her for an agonizingly long moment his eye brows pressed together like he was contemplating something which, in Holly's experience, never was a good sign. Holly felt an uneasiness swarm in her gut as she continued to glare daggers into her.

"I swore to myself I'd never use this." Dean expressed sounding somewhat regretful, but there was a clear firm resolve in his tone that was highly unsettling making Holly's become exceedingly uncomfortable under Dean's firm glower. Holly had no idea what he was talking about and was positive she did not want to find out.

Dean shook his head slowly at Holly, before scuffing at her in disbelief morphing his face into a grimace that all but told her she had never been in it this deep with him. Almost like it was unbelievable to him how far Holly had gone, but here they were. Holly had met that incredibly high standard of making him so unbelievable angry and desperate.

"But congratulations, Holly, you pushed me just far enough." He said in an eerily calm level voice that it made Holly heart beat wildly in her chest. Holly tried to keep her face from revealing her rapidly growing anxiety, but it was proving to be more and more difficult at every passing moment.

"You upgraded yourself to a classic Winchester family punishment." His tone was deep and ominous making Holly shutter a bit as her mind swarmed with anxious thoughts.

But nothing could prepare Holly to what happened next. Dean's hands moved up to his waist and began to unbuckle the thick brown leather belt that wrapped around his slender hips. Holly's eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets, her mouth opening wide in pure shock. It might have been almost humorous if Holly wasn't about to get her ass beat with that thing. Terror and surprised covered the poor woman's face as Dean pulled the flexible belt from the loops, the strong leather slipping against the denim fabric with ease. The distinctive sound of friction between the two materials made Holly's heart drop into her stomach. Dean folded the belt in half gripping tightly onto the tarnished silver buckle letting his arm fall to his side allowing the belt to swing ominously.

Holly knew Dean was going to try to give her spanking at some point, even Holly wasn't that clueless, but she had never imagined that he would use THAT thing on her ass. His hand hurt enough on her backside and Holly was absolutely certain a belt would be a lot worse.

"Dean, y-you cannot be serious? You're not spanking me with that thing!" Holly declared taking a step back trying to keep her voice firm and confident, but there was a clear shake to her voice making her sound exactly how she felt – scared as hell.

Holly felt shameful and guilty for leaving, but that did not mean she was going to submit to this. It was simply impossible and it went against every fiber of her being. It was not in her nature nor her will to submit. Not to mention it wasn't in her backsides best interest either.

Dean's eyebrows moved up high on his forehead giving her a look of mild surprise at her audacity.

Dean hummed deeply in his throat at her declaration. "Better check yourself, sweetheart, because I'm dead serious." His voice rumbled in his throat deeply as his expression all but showed just how serious he was.

Holly swallowed hard as her eyes cast over the swaying belt at Dean's side. She definitely believed him.

"Dean, let's talk about this. For once, just be….reasonable!" Her voice was loud and desperate as she begged him to be a normal adult.

Dean's eyes narrowed in on her severely his brows frowning deeply as his face morphed into a furious scowl.

"You wanna talk about reasonable? How about not running in front of moving vehicles or how about not jumping in front of trains! Or better yet, let's talk about not hunting a demon ALONE!"

Holly physically flinched back at his booming voice before casting her eyes away from the man. Holly felt her cheeks blush with embarrassment as she was reminded of all her foolish stunts, she pulled over the past four days. She had not recalled how foolish they were until Dean uttered them out loud making it seem downright idiotic to her own ears. It was not her shining moments to say the least and it made her feel shameful.

"I didn't know he was a demon." Holly murmured to the ground trying to gain some short of dignity in her actions as they seemed ridiculous and childish.

"But you knew something was wrong there. I know you did. You ain't stupid, despite your complete lack of regard for your life." Dean's words were firm and harsh not caring in the slightest about her embarrassment.

"This, right now, sweetheart, is me being very reasonable, if you want to keep it that way, you bring your reckless butt over here so I can spank it until you learn what being reasonable really means." Dean slowly lifted the belt in front of him letting it ominously dangle directly in Holly's eyeline a split second before extending his pointer finger and bending it towards him.

"Come here." He graveled out deeply.

TBC

Uh oh Holly.

Think Holly is going to come to him?

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