Supernatural Spanking Fic

Chapter Two

*Sam's POV*

I woke up at 9am and went to the kitchen.

"Hey sleepy head." Dean said, making breakfast.

I sat down at the island and put my head on the table. "Sleep okay?"

I shrugged.

"here."

He handed me a plate then started making his own plate.

I took a phew bites of the eggs and poked at my food. He sat down next to me and started eating.

"Youre not getting up until you eat."

"Im not hungry."

"How? you didnt even eat dinner."

"So what!?" Im starting to get very irritated. I dont wanna eat.

"Do not raise your voice at me. You're going to eat wheither you like it or not."

"You dont get to just boss me around after not being here for years! You dont get to act like you didnt hurt me!"

"i'm not bossing you around I'm looking out for you god dammit! You need to eat! I'm not acting like I didnt hurt you, im trying to make up for it but your stubborn ass wont let me!"

My eyes started watering.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Can you please just eat?"

Tears streamed down my face. I hate when he's mad. All he has to do is yell and it makes me cry. I'm just hurting. I didn't realize he was too...

He got up and left the room. I looked at my food and slowly ate.

I finished the eggs and part of the bacon and put the rest in the trash.
"Dean?" I called.
No answer.
I went into his office. Not there. I went up to his room and knocked.
"Come in."
I came in. He was sitting on his bed.
"I'm sor- ..I'm sorry"

He patted the bed next to him. I went and sat next to him.
"I didnt mean to loose my temper..I just want to be here for you and you wont let me. I'm not going to just let you not eat."

I looked down at my lap.
"You're going to have to be punished.." My head shot up and I leaned away from him.

"Wh-why..?"
"You ignored what i told you then yelled at me."
"I said I was sorry!"
"That doesnt give you a free pass to get away with anything."
"But Dean-"
"Don't argue with me."
"Please...I was just mad I'm sorry! You yelled at me too!"
"Sam it doesn't matter what I did. I yelled because you yelled. Stop acting like a 5 year old and take your punishment. You just added 10."
"Dean! Thats not fair!"
"20. Its completely fair because your acting childish."

I bit my lip hard to keep from crying.
His face softened. "C'mon. We can watch netflix after."

I shook my head.
"Sammy, please. I dont wanna have to make you."
I gave up and went over his lap.
"Youre getting 40." He started pulling my jeans down. "W-wait..no!" I put my hand back and tried to stop him.
"Sam I'm not stupid, if you leave them up it's not going to effect you. Move your hand or I'll move it for you."
I moved my hand slowly.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK "you don't" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK "Talk back" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK "or yell." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
My ass feels like it's on fire right now.
I squirmed around and immidiately started crying. He started on my sit spots. I put my hand back and he pinned them to my back. I whimpered.

SMACK SMACK SMACK "do you understand me?"
"Y-yess! Deann..I'm sorry! Pl-plea-see"
He rubbed my back and started again.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Ten more." "Owwww!!"
I kicked my legs.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Stop kicking or we can start over."
I started sobbing.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

He lifted me up and sat me on his lap. I clung onto his shirt and burried my face in his neck.
"D-Dean.."
"Ssshhh Sammy, calm down."

"It hu-hurts" "I know buddy, that's the whole point."
I just started crying more.
"Hey! Shhh you're gonna make yourself sick. You need to calm your breathing."
He rubbed my back and I calmed down quickly.
"I'm sorry.." "Stop saying that, you're forgiven."
He shook his head, "i mean f-for what I said.."
"You're forgiven."

He hugged me and I yawned. "You should take a nap.."
"You said netflix."
"Yeah but-"
"You lied?" I asked, smirking.
He rolled his eyes.
"Fine."
We went to his room and watched Orange is the New Black.

He wrapped his arms around me and I layed my head on his chest.

"Dean?" "Yes?"
"W-Why do you..um...s.." "Spank you?"
I glanced up at him.
"Because nothing else seems to get through to you and I want you to do good in life. It keeps you in line."
"What happens when Dad gets out of jail?"
He paused the movie and looked at me. I glanced away.
"Look at me."
I lifted my head to look at him.
"He hurt you, right?"
I nodded, confused.
"And I have full custody of you, right?"
I nodded again.
"Do you want to stay with me?"
"Yes."
"Then you will. I'm not letting him near you either way. What he did to you was wrong."
He pressed play again.
I looked back at the TV.
We watched another episode or two and I fell asleep.