CHAPTER 19

Adam made his way to a corner in the living room. He was rubbing his stinging bottom. God ! if six swats could hurt like hell , he didn't know if he would survive Dean's detailed discussion about his behaviour.

"Stand with your arms by your side. The only thing you should be seeing there is the wall in front of you. And think about your mistakes." Dean said in a rough voice taking a seat on the couch while Sam went to check on DJ.

"Stand with your arms by your side ,..,blah blah... " Adam mimicked Dean in a mocking tone but he was quickly cut off with another stinging swats that landed on his upper thighs. Adam yelped in pain and brought his hands back to rub off at the stinginess but Dean took a hold of both of his wrists before he could do that. 'It hurt worse there.' Thought Adam.

"I won't tolerate this disrespect. You are in enough trouble as it is, boy. You are to stand here to think about your actions and not make fun of me. Do I make myself clear ?" Dean asked with his voice sharp as steel. Raising that kid would sure give him some grey hair even before he turns forty. He was sure of that. Thought Dean.

"Yes sir." Adam replied with a shaking voice. That man is sure a ninja. Adam was sure of that. He had mimicked Dean but in a really low voice and still Dean had heard him. He had got some great hearing power.

"Now I am gonna release your hands but they should stay by your side. No rubbing at your bottom or thighs. Clear ?" Dean asked.

"Yes." Adam replied. Dean cleared his throat and didn't release Adam but instead increased the pressure on the kid's wrists.

"Sir. Yes sir." Adam said reluctantly. This man should be in a military. Whats he doing repairing cars was really beyond him.

Dean released Adam and again took a seat on the couch. Its like raising Sammy all over again. He thought.

Dean could see Adam itching to rub at his stinging bottom and thighs. If the way the kid was shifting on his feet was anything to go by. But his arms continued to remain at his side. It was about twenty minutes later that he decided to call Adam and get this over with.

"You can come now." Dean said.

Adam turned and made his way towards Dean as slowly as he could. He didn't know for how long he had stood at the corner but it had sure felt like eternity. He really wanted to rub at his throbbing bottom but he wasn't sure if he was allowed. He didn't want anymore smacks so he wasn't gonna risk it.

Dean was sitting with his legs spread on the couch. He pointed at a spot in front of him for Adam to stand. Even a tortoise could walk faster than Adam at the moment. And he was beginning to lose his patience again. But Dean took some deep breaths to calm himself down. When Adam was finally in front of him , he took hold of Adam's wrists.

Adam was feeling trapped standing between Dean's legs with Dean holding his wrists. He had never been spanked before. His mother used to ground him but never once she had spanked him. Now he knew how his friends felt when they used to talk about their fathers spanking them. His father had no say in his life. The man used to meet with him twice or thrice a year. He had no male figures in his life but now he had a 'Hitler' for a guardian. Thank you, God ! Adam thought sarcastically but he thankfully didn't say any of that loud.

"You know why I am going to spank you ?" Dean asked, his voice was not as rough as earlier but it wasn't gentle either.

"You are really gonna do that ? You have no right." Adam spat angrily at Dean. He would not go down without a fight.

"Thats not what I asked. And I have every right to bust your ass whenever you make a mistake. Now don't make me repeat myself. Answer the damn question." Dean said in a hard tone. He was working really hard to control his anger but the kid was determined to not make it easy for either of them.

Adam didn't say a word just continued to glare at Dean. Dean had had enough. He picked Adam easily and put him over his knees and began firing rapid swats at the middle of his bottom.

Adam was shocked but the first swat was enough to throw him into reality. He kicked his legs to free himself but Dean easily pinned them down by draping his own leg over both of his.

Dean was covering every inch of Adam's bottom. He had started in the middle and was now on the top. He could feel the kid struggling to free himself. With every swat Adam was grunting in pain. With a couple more swats at both the butt cheeks. Dean laid his palm on the kid's jean clad bottom and asked in a sharp voice ,

"You ready to answer ?"

Adam nodded frantically. He would do anything to make these swats from hell to stop. He felt like his ass was on fire. Dean tapped his right butt cheek and Adam got the clue that 'Hitler' wanted a verbal response. So he said panting ,

"Yes sir."

"Why are you over my knee ?"

"Because you want me too." Adam couldn't help his sharp mouth to answer once again. If his ass were a person it could have strangled his mouth by now. 'Eww ,ass a person.' This was a clear sign that he was losing his mind.

"Wrong answer." Dean said gritting his teeth. The kid's stubbornness was quite impressive. But this could mean a lot of trouble in the future. He took a deep breath and with one swift motion pulled Adam's jeans down under his knees.

Adam tried to pull his jeans back up but Dean took hold of his arm and pinned it at the small of his back. Dean laid hard smacks at his right butt cheek and then he moved to his left. He continued that for some time and then he moved towards his sit spots.

Adam howled in pain when the first swat hit directly at his sit spot. He was not fighting Dean now but he was laying limply over Dean's knees sobbing.

"Now you ready to answer the question or you got some more smart comments to make ?" Dean asked pausing his swatting and laying his hand at the kid's back rubbing gently.

"No sir. I am ready , sir." Adam slurred a little because he was crying really hard. God it hurt a lot. Dean's hand was really heavy and it hurt worse without his jeans.

"Good boy. Now why you are over my knee ?"

"Because I lied. And I didn't listen when you and Sam told me not to play inside with the ball. And I tried to put the blame on DJ." Adam replied breathlessly. But Dean rubbing circles on his back definitely helped a little to slow down his breathing. The hand that was raining fire on his backside can be really soothing too.

"And ?" Dean tapped Adam's bottom in warning.

"I showed disrespect to you."

"Okay. Now lets get this over with." Dean said and began swatting Adam's sit spots once more. Adam was now sobbing loudly and begging for Dean to just stop. Dean's heart ached for the kid but it had to be done.

"You smack will not smack lie. smack smack. You will not smack smack smack disobey smack smack and disrespect." Each smack landed on his sit spots and upper thighs.

"Y-yes S-sir. P-please I have learnt my lesson. S-sir."

He ended the punishment by swatting Adam's thighs and the fleshy part of his bottom once more.

Dean rubbed Adam's back and when the kid's sobs slowed down and he was sure that Adam could stand. He released his hold on Adam.

Adam stood on shaky legs and with shaking fingers he pulled his jeans back up. He winced when the fabric made contact with the burning flesh of his thighs and rear. His eyes were puffy and tears were still flowing down his cheeks.

Dean stood up and opened his arms to hug Adam to provide him some comfort but Adam pushed him back. Dean let it go. The kid was definitely pissed at him and maybe hated him too. But like his dad used to say 'my job is to raise you right and for that I have to do somethings that you don't like.' And Dean said in a commanding voice ,

"You learnt your lesson ?"

Adam glared at Dean but his throbbing ass was enough to remind him to respond.

"Yes sir."

"Care to repeat ?" Dean asked and ignored the glare that Adam shot at him. If it was him and his dad in this situation , he would have gotten his ass beaten with a belt and it wouldn't have mattered to John Winchester at all that he had just spanked his son. He would go for round two right then and there. But he wasn't his dad.

"I shall not lie and disobey and disrespect." The whole sentence was said with so much attitude that Dean wanted to go for a round two right then and there but he controlled himself and nodded.

"If I have to punish you for the same mistake again. It will be much more worse. Go and rest in your room. I will call you for dinner."

"Yes sir." With that Adam made his way towards his room. Each step made his stinging flesh rub with the fabric of his jeans and it was pure torture. He would be throwing his jeans as soon as he reached his room. Maybe boxers too.

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