One more thing, you'll quickly see that I'm not exactly the show, I like the first seasons, when the boys are just hunting. I really like Castiel. Crowley and even Lucifer make me laugh. I like their sarcasm and dark humor. I included Ben. Dean spent a year with Lisa, so he knows Ben by heart. Sam is back, and then it'll be back to hunting and mostly Ben's disobediences.

Family life

Dean had been living with Lisa and Ben for a little over a year. Ever since Sam left, fell into the pit with Lucifer. Locked in a cage in hell.

"Benjamin Isaac Braeden, what are you doing?" Dean growled sternly.

Ben 10 year old,jumped at the call of his name.

"Give me that! Where do you think you are?" Dean snatched the gun from the boy's hands.

"I just wanted to see it!"

Dean closed the impala's trunk.

"Listen to me, never open that safe again! Do you understand me?"

"Okay, I'm sorry, but it's not fair, you had your own gun when you were my age!" Answered the child.

"Well, I won't tell you ten times! Weapons are dangerous and I forbid you to go near them!"

"But Dean!"

"That's enough! Stop answering me! When I tell you something, you obey! Period."

The boy knew in that moment that he had pushed the man.

"Okay, sorry, I beg your sorry. But I know what's going on. You think something is looking for us."

"There is nothing at all looking for us."

"I could do like you! You could teach me how to shoot!"

Dean was losing patience, he raised his voice, which he rarely did.

"Ben!, I told you to stop answering me! I said no!, I don't change my mind. You will never have a gun, never! Now you'll go to your room, until I tell you to get out. I'm punishing you for answering me, and touching my weapons, you know you have no right. If you continue pushed me, you can go with a good ass spanking! Am I showing myself clear enough?"

"Yes Dean, I beg your pardon, please don't spank me."

"So go to your room, I'm not repeating myself."

" Yes sir ".

The child obeys.

"You punished Ben? He's crying. What did he do?" Lisa asked.

"I caught him in the garage with my trunk open and a gun in his hand. They are not toys, they are dangerous. He knows that my weapons are prohibited. When I scolded him, he told me answered. My dad would have taken off his belt if I had acted like that. I sent him to his room until I told him to get out. I almost put it on my knee for a good spanking! Better worth a crying child than a dead little boy!"

"I understand, you're right. I admit that he also gives me a lot of attitude lately, the last time he raised my hand".

"And why didn't you tell me about it?"

"I put that on early teens."

"Don't give him excuses, if you let him now, he'll be out of control by fifteen, is that what you want?"

"Of course not".

"So, the slightest attitude and you tell me about it. A child needs discipline. A good spanking puts ideas and attitude back in place. I don't want him to be a thug, I want him to become a just and good man. When did he raise your hand?"

"It was this morning."

"Make him a tray, please. He's going to stay in his room tonight."

"Are you going to spank him?"

"Yes. That's a lot of attitude, and you raise your hand, that's something I don't accept.

"Dean, aren't you going to use your belt?"

"No. I've never taken my belt off yet. My hand is enough. I made the threat, but I never had to follow through. The day I have to, he will have done something serious and I won't hesitate." It's not how hard you spank that matters, it's the feel that matters and how you spank. I think undressing him is already a good punishment. I don't really need strength.

"Okay, you decide. You are a righteous man, I love you so much, I thank God every day, for having you in our lives".

"Me too darling, I'm going for a walk to calm down, leave him punished." He said, kissing her.

Ben had been in his room for nearly two hours when Dean knocked on the door. The child was sitting on his bed with red eyes but he wasn't crying anymore.

The man was his role model, his mentor, the closest father he ever had. Disappointing the man had been harder than being scolded. Ben jumped up, hugging him around the waist in a hug. Dean returned the hug, wrapping his muscular arms around him.

"I beg your pardon Dean".

How was he going to punish the boy? He could slay vampires, demons, werewolves and more and had a heavy heart to have to give a good spanking to the child who had been like his son for a year.

"You know I love you Ben, come here, I want to talk to you." Dean sat down on Ben's bed and placed the boy in front of him between his lap.

Ben was surprised, this was the position Dean had put him in before spanking him.

"You said you weren't going to spank me for what happened in the garage?" the child asked.

"It's true, that's what I said. However, another attitude was brought to my attention, one that I do notcan't let go. Worse than answering or touching my guns to my eyes. Can you tell me what do you think you did to make me angry? »

Ben's eyes fell to the ground.

Dean lifted his chin with two fingers.

"Look at me, and tell me what you have done".

Tears welled up in Ben's eyes as he was unable to speak.

Dean tightened his heart to go through with it. The child was overwhelmed by his emotions, Dean knew that.

"Alright, I'll talk if you can't." Decided the man.

"I'm fine with a little attitude, limit a lie, because you're a kid, but what I don't ever want to see you do again, and I mean never, is raise your hands on your mother. a man who raises his hand to a woman is nothing but a coward. Do you understand me ? »

Ben nodded as he was still crying.

"I'd like a verbal response, but we'll let it go and end your punishment instead."

Dean unbuttons the child's jeans and lowers her to his ankles.

"Do you deserve to have your ass bare?" Demand man.

Ben nodded.

"I agree." Dean pulled the boy's underpants down to his ankles to join his jeans.

He paused the child face down on his knees, lifted his hand and lowered it to the bare exposed little ass. The slaps were loud and effective.

Right, right, middle.

"Ahhh sorry!"

The more Ben's ass was red, the more his heart became lighter, he could talk, where to scream.

Middle, left, left, middle, middle. Dean delivered the last two punches a little harder. Right where his ass meets his thighs.

Right left.

"Ahhhhh, I'm sorry, I wouldn't do it again!"

Dean put Ben back on his feet.

"Put your nose in the corner, I want to see you think about why I was so harsh. Your mother is going to come here and you are going to offer her a sincere apology."

"Yes sir".

Five minutes later, Dean entered with Lisa. She saw her son with his nose against the wall and a bare ass well spanked. They sat down on the bed.

""If you've thought about it, you can pull up your underpants and come here. Leave your jeans on your ankles." Dean ordered.

Ben obeys.

"Mom, I beg your pardon! I'll never do it again! I promise you!" Ben threw himself into his mother's arms.

"Apologies accepted, I love you son, Dean was right to spank you, do you realize that?" »

"Yes Madam !"

"Dean? You forgive me ? »

"I forgive you. Come here boy" Dean hugged him tight, making the child cry again, he knew disappointing him was hard for Ben.

"I didn't want to disappoint you."

"Your actions have disappointed me Ben, not you. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir".

"Know that if I have to repeat this lesson, my belt comes off, you have been warned".

"Yes Dean".

"You know how I work, even if you are forgiven with the spanking, you stay punished in your room for the evening. Go take your shower, put on your pajamas, mom will bring you a tray. You eat and go to bed. Tomorrow will be another day.

"Yes sir". Ben obeys, without attitude

A few days had passed, Ben had improved his behavior. The spanking had been beneficial.

Dean had a job as a carpenter, but he kept his guard up. A monster can always reappear at any time. He had found traces of sulfur and scratches that warranted his attention.

Then one evening, he sent Ben and Lisa to the cinemas, while he was on the trail of a monster.

"Be careful" Lisa told him.

"Prudence is my middle name". joked the man.