Penance { for Lizardwhisperer

[Nene]

Cas released a shaky breath as Gabriel appeared before him, and he peered up at his brother, tears welling up in precious angelic blues. He winced as Gabriel healed his bump, and looked down at his clothes as the muddy water was lifted from them and his thick dark locks. "I... I know, brother." he said softly. He already knew he would never pull this again. He was so scared and so lost, and his bottom lip wobbled as Gabriel wished to punish him. "b-but... but..." he tried a protest, but he couldn't continue, tears streaming down flush cheeks. He lunged forward, curling his arms around Gabriel's middle, wanting to be scooped up and carried to safety. He hid his face in Gabriel's coat, crying loudly into the soft fabric.

Claire scoffed, "no, he wanted something from me, he wouldn't have done shit." she claimed, but in the back of her mind she knew Dean was right. Still, she stood her ground, "I don't have to watch my mouth, I don't have to do anything, you aren't the boss of me." Claire scoffed again and shook her head.

"Unbelievable. I'm not reckless, I knew what I was doing, and who the fuck are you to call me big-headed? You've barely got anything in your head, Dean," Claire looked to Sam, folding her arms, and looking back to Dean in total disbelief when he implied he was going to punish her.

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do? Put me in the corner?" she had to laugh at that. "I'm not five. I'm not going to take a punishment from you, either of you." she tried to push past them again, looking for her duffel so she could grab it and get the hell out of dodge.

[Lizardwhisperer]

Gabriel looked to the sky, as Cas grabbed onto him, "Father, help me," he beseeched, pretty sure he just left a message with Chuck's answering service.
He looked down at the sniveling little bundle of regret and sighed, "Listen, little bro," the archangel reached down and lifted young Cas, patting his back, "You know you're here, like this, to learn some important lessons. So far, you haven't paid very close attention in class, have you?"

Gabe watched his little brother struggle with his human emotions. Of course he didn't want to be punished--what little kid wanted a spanking? But Castiel was still himself enough to know what he'd earned and that accepting what he had coming would be a righteous act. In the most classic sense of the term, the angel Castiel has always wanted to be a good boy. First, for Daddy, then for Michael--always the obedient and dutiful--until he wasn't.

"There, now, that's better. You don't want to waste those tears, Cassie, you're gonna need 'em." Looking around, Gabriel didn't see what he needed, but a snap of his angelic fingers and a wooden chair appeared--right there in the ditch, right there in the mud.

"Looks like we're dining out, bro--and lucky us! This place has red rump roast, totally-toasted tushie, and flaming angel fanny on the menu!"

Gabriel sat, upending his kicking little brother, and bared his wriggling bottom. "Oh-ho!" Gabe faked shock at Cas' sore bottom, "Looks like you've ordered an appetizer, Cassie. Someone's already served you a helping of warm buns."
Cas began to beg.

Gabe was undeterred--the fact that his brother had earned a spanking earlier in the night--and it obviously hadn't curbed his behavior--made the archangel even more determined to make this lesson count. "I'm afraid this will hurt considerably more than a spanking, bro."
Raising his hand, Gabriel popped a square paddle into existence. If it wasn't poised over his naked bottom, little Cas might appreciate its carved image--a little bending angel, it's rear surrounded by stars. Adorable.

Gabriel set to using that adorable little angel paddle to roast little angel rump, toast little angel tushie, and set Cas' little angel fanny on fire.

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The brothers stood with their arms folded, listening to an adult teenager have a tantrum, hurl insults, and claim they had no authority over her. Kid never was much for listening to any sort of authority figure, Dean thought. Chat time was over.

Dean reached out, with honed reflexes to grab the angry brat by the arm, "Sure, you can stand right in that corner, over there, as soon as I'm through with you."

She fought, pretty hard and Dean had to admit to himself he felt a little pride in Claire when it took took two grown Winchesters to get the Hellcat over his knee and keep her there. Before she could struggle away, Dean began spanking the seat of Claire's tight jeans--hard, dodging her kicking feet while receiving an assault of swears and threats.

[Nene]

Cas cuddled up to his elder brother as he lifted him up, and he peered up at him, still crying terribly. He calmed some as Gabriel patted his back and he breathed in and out slowly, "n-no, brother..." he responded meekly, "I am sorry..." he would be brave and take his punishment, as he knew he earned it. He had made a terrible mistake, one so very serious and he would be lying if he were to say he did not deserve to have his bottom paddled. Had he not called upon Gabriel, even more dangerous and potentially deadly things could have befallen him.

"N-No, not here..." Cas peered over his shoulder to the road. The road was overgrown and nobody would be driving by. Cas squirmed and bucked his legs, trying to push himself up as the baby in him cried to be let go; he whimpered, his bottom lip wobbling as his pants and boxers were tugged down to his knees and he felt a cool draft across his cheeks. His baby bottom was still so sore from when Jody took him over her knee and he begged, "brother, p-please reconsider, I promise I have learned my lesson-AHHH!" he cried out loudly as the paddle came down on his bare pinkened bottom. He yelped and cried, bucking his legs and flailing his arms, apologizing over and over.

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When Dean reached out to grab her, Claire tried to back away, but Dean was too quick and gripped her arm firmly, "wh-what the fuck are you-!?" she demanded to know what he was going to do to her and she fought him as hard as she could, kicking and pulling as hard as she could. Sam came up on Claire's other side and bent her over, kicking and screaming over Dean's knee. Sam hated to do this, but Claire earned herself a thorough spanking. She was certainly a strong one - Sam almost lost his grip on her.

Claire tried to push herself up, screaming angrily, "FUCK you! Let me GO! THIS IS SO-! GRAH!" she shouted and sent her hands back to protect her denim clad bottom from Dean's hard-ass hand. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as those smacks really stung bad. "You can't DO THIS, I'm gonna KICK YOUR ASS!" she pounded on Dean's leg with her fists and kicked at Sam, who dodged her legs and moved over.

[Lizardwhisperer]

Gabriel used the little paddle on little Cas' little bottom, until it resemble a little tomato.

It was no fun for the archangel to hear his younger brother cry and beg--especially in this cute little vessel. He thought back to being a fledgling--or tried, anyway--it had been many, many millennia since he was created. Had Dad ever spanked him? Probably not, since, in Heaven, angels exist as multidimensional wavelengths of celestial intent--kinda hard to find the their bottoms.
Well, it wasn't going to be hard to find this little angel's bottom--as Gabriel's paddle did its work, Cas' rear lit up like a glowing, red beacon. Gotta leave this thing where Sam and Dean can find it. Cas kicked and tried to wiggle out of the way of the fierce implement, but his big brother wasn't letting him budge. As Gabe sensed the heat rising off the tiny bottom, he slowed the sharp spanks and began to lecture.
"You WHACK! will not WHACK! run away WHACK!. You are not WHACK! WHACK! a powered angel WHACK! and cannot WHACK! fend WHACK! forWHACK! your WHACK! self" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Cas wailed and howled as His brother punished him, hard.

"You will do WHACK! what Sam and Dean say." WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!.
Gabe scratched his head with the instrument. "I should get them here, huh? I mean, they'll each wanna take a whack at ya--pun intended." Gabe made a face, while his brother just bellowed, "Huh, what'ya know? They're already dishing out a spanking...OOOO, looks like they'll be a while. That's ok, Cassie--you just get more quality time with your favorite big brother."
Gabe raised the paddle high.

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"ENOUGH!" Dean's voice boomed around the space. In the echo, the hunter could've sworn he heard...Gabriel? Naw.

"That's enough with the Tasmanian Devil act, Claire. You deserve this." All the while, he kept his hand swinging down, over and over. His hand was going numb, so he could only imagine what the girl's backside felt like.
"Hey!" Dean slammed his hand down, extra-hard, as Cjaire caught Sam, with a wild kick. "I said enough!" He stood the stunned girl on her on her feet. "Sammy, hold her, good. Young lady, you just lost your pants privileges.

Claires swearing and threats turned to pleas, as Dean opened her fly and yanked down her Levis, exposing pale pink underwear. She went back over Dean's knee a little easier the second time, her voice growing more desperate, as flip=flopped between begging and insults. No dice.
Looking down at the struggling girl, Dean noted the redness around the leg holes of her flowered underpants, then resumed the spanking, those little flowers giving his target far-less protection.
"As soon as I'm done, little girl, it's Sam's turn. I think you hurt his hair's feelings, kicking his head like that."

[Nene]

Cas went into this unpleasant situation determined to take it as if he were a grown angel, but he couldn't stop his human emotions, nor his response to the hard and thorough paddling. Cas cried out and tried to push himself up, and he wriggled about, trying to move his angel baby bottom out of the paddle's line of fire, but he wouldn't budge, not even an inch as Gabriel kept him pinned firmly.

When Gabriel scolded him, Cas hung his head and cried loudly, "I knoowww-hoooohh... I knoooow, AH-AHHH-HHHH... G-Gabriel p-p-pleaaa-heeease...!" Cas howled, "noooo-oooh... d-don't... noooo!" Cas' pleas turned to loud pained howling, tears dripping to the muddy ground from his jawline, and even more tears coming and streaking his poor squishy cheeks. He hiccupped and blubbered, barely understandable to Gabriel, crying out his genuine apologies. He learned his lesson the hard way, and the hard, stingy way. "N-Nooo moooore...!"

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Claire let out a couple of little gasps and a growl to cover up her whimpers as Dean brought his hand down hard on her upturned rear. It hurt so damn much even through the seat of her Levis. "Wh-what?? N-No! No!!" she gasped and tried to pull herself away from Sam, but Sam did as he was told and held her firmly in place, keeping her hands out of Dean's way. Sam sighed as Dean pulled down Claire's pants, but he knew it had to be done.

"P-Please, n-no, Dean, I-you asshole, UGH," Claire didn't want to beg but she didn't want to be spanked, not like this, and definitely not by Dean, or even Sam. "my god, this is embarrassing, the fu-ACK," alright, that hurt a lot more over the seat of her thin cotton panties. "ST-AH-STOP! Y-You fucking d-UGH, suh-sto-STOP," Claire whined; she tried to insult him and somehow convince him to let her go, but what she didn't know is that she was only getting herself into more and more trouble with her foul language.

Sam really didn't want to spank Claire, but he would do what he had to. "yeah, no kicking. Also, if you don't stop cursing and insulting us, maybe I'll put a bar of soap in your mouth, too!" that got a gasp and a growl from Claire.

"You wouldn'tAHH!" Claire growled and tried to hit Dean's leg again, "OW-NOT THERE, UGH!" she yelped as he took aim at her sensitive undercurves.

[Lizardwhisperer]

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Gabriel kept the little paddle moving, just not as hard as before (Cas' reaction failed to reflect the archangel's generosity). The little bottom was starting to show signs of wear, so Gabe decided to wrap things up.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"I think I'll leave this handy paddle with your nannies, I'm sure they'll put it to good use."
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Cas' big brother gave him a final three spanks, while the little cherub cried out his protest, then pulled him into a hug and patted his heaving back.

"Sssshhh, easy, Cassie--you'll bust a lung." Gabriel had, of course, made them impossible to be seen or heard, out in that ditch, by the roadside, but he still made the effort to shush his wailing brother.

"Ya know, kiddo, all joking aside, it sucks to have to do that. I was really hoping this method would help you learn to listen better to others and understand that everyone has limits and what yours are. I'm not doing any of this to harm you--I want to help you, Cas."

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Dean chose to ignore Claire's nasty mouth and swinging fists. Taking down her pants was meant to humble her and the added sting of a spanking on her underpants would certainly get her attention.
And that's just what Dean did. He Landed a volley of rapid-fire spanks to the bare skin just below her panties, garnering some amazingly high-pitched shrieks.
"Damn, Claire, some stray cats just called, said they can't hear themselves caterwaul."
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

The spanking went on and on and finally, finally Claire broke--the irascible shrew, reduced to a sobbing little girl.
"There it is."
Dean continued the spanking a minute more, then stopped.
"Well, young lady, seems that I now have your attention. Hunting alone is never completely wise, but you're far too inexperienced to be chasing angels. And lying about your hunt location cuts off any help you could hope to get. I would hope this would make you think twice about it, in the future--but I know you, kid and you'll forget. So, Sam's gonna help you remember."

He pulled the crying girl to her feet.

"Make sure this lesson sticks, Sam."

[Nene]

"NOOO-OOO-OOOOH," Cas howled when his elder brother told him he would give the paddle to Sam and Dean and he cried sourly at Gabriel referring to them as his 'nannies' - well, he would have to hide this paddle, in a spot that neither Sam nor Dean could ever hope to come upon it!

Cas shrieked and bucked his legs, yowling and fighting to be released from this punishment, and the moment Gabriel scooped him up from his upturned knee, Cas clung to him, screaming and crying hard into his coat. He was a very sorry baby and he couldn't speak through his sobbing. He tried to stop crying, and he took in what Gabriel was saying. He knew Gabriel only wanted to help him - he would never admit it but he much preferred having his bottom paddled rather than be torn apart by monsters in Purgatory.

"I knowwww... I knowww, I'm s-sorry... I'm sorry...! I sh-should've known buh-better, I... I only... only wanted to puh-protect Claire...! She-she... she's in t-trouble...! D-Danius..." he couldn't breathe between his words and he closed his eyes tight, trying to calm down. He felt so human. Everything hurt. His bottom felt as if ten thousand bees had stung him, his chest and head hurt from the crying. He was so miserable and all he wanted to do was sleep, like a well punished child.

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Claire shrieked as her uncovered undercurves were targeted and when Dean teased her about it, she growled, "sh-shut up, a-a-assWIPE!" she yelped, receiving a couple of harder swats for the insult. Claire's bottom was set ablaze and she really tried to hold it together. She could do this, she thought, she could get through this without crying about it like some dumb kid. The longer the spanking went on, the harder it was for Claire to be quiet.

"mmf...MMFFhhhhuhhh!!" Claire breathed through her teeth and began to cry audibly, bucking her legs and shaking her head, baring her teeth and sobbing at the scolding. She thought she was a damn good hunter but Dean was right. She didn't know anything about angels and Danius, as weak as she thought the bastard was got the drop on her and almost ended her. Claire hung her head and let her hair fall in front of her eyes, not wanting Dean to see her tears. She tried to turn away from him, but Sam came up on her side and gripped her arm.

Sam sighed. Damnit, he hated to do this, but he didn't want to lose Claire. "Listen, Claire. I know you want to hunt, but this ... this whole thing was reckless. I know you're smarter than that, and I want you to promise me and Dean, that if you're going to keep hunting, that you'll use your brain. You don't lie to Jody or Alex, and you don't lie to us. We didn't know where you were, and it took us hours to even come close to tracking you down."

Claire shook her head again and kept her face hidden, breathing shakily and trying not to cry out loud. She tugged up the front of her pants, so ashamed of herself, and so angry that it was so easy for them to punish her in this manner as if she were a little girl. She still was a little girl but she thought she was so much older, so much more experienced than she was.

Sam sighed, knowing it was now or never, and he nodded to Dean, taking a seat and turning Claire over one of his knees. He thought about this, and he nodded, tucking his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and tugging them down to her knees. Claire reached back and grappled at her clothes, "n-no! no no no NO," she protested but Sam shook his head. He brought his hand down firmly across her undercurves, and made her undercurves and upper thighs his target. Claire shrieked and struggled, wriggling all about, but Sam held her down to his knee firmly, not missing a beat as he turned Claire's bottom red. He really hated to do this. Fuck, he really hated it, but hell if he was going to lose her.

Once he was satisfied with the punishment he'd dished out and he knew Claire was a very sorry little girl, he scooped her up from his knee and hugged her so close as if she were so much smaller, and Claire, even though she was normally firmly against being treated like a baby, clung to Sam and screamed, sobbing into his flannel. Sam swallowed thickly, trying not to cry as he really hated having done this to her and he rubbed her back in calming circles.

"I don't want to lose you," he said, his voice shaking, "I can't. We can't. We... we love you, you know that, right...? Dean and me... Cas... Jody and Alex..." he sighed and kissed the top of her head, and he looked to Dean, hoping this would be the end of her punishment. He gave Dean a pleading look not to put her in the corner. He just wanted to get her the hell out of here and somewhere much safer.

[Lizardwhisperer]

"Ssssshhh, it's ok, Cassie. Sam and Dean are with Claire and she's safe--a bit sore, but safe."
Gabriel snapped his fingers and he stood in an abandoned warehouse, with a crying little Cas in his arms. In front of them was Claire, doing the same, in Sam Winchester's big, protective embrace, Dean tightening the bandage on his left hand. The girl's jeans were only half-covering her thoroughly-spanked rear.

"Hello, fellas--this sort of thing seems to be all the rage, tonight, huh?"
Gabriel delighted in the brothers shocked faces, as Claire buried herself deeper in Sam's jacket.

"Where the Hell were you when we needed you?" Demanded Dean, reaching for Cas, who instantly dove into his arms.

"I was saving my little bro--you know, the one I left very alive and I thought, safe in your care?"

Rocking Cas, Dean fumed at Gabe, "We're hunters, we had a case--one involving an angel, which we tracked down, no thanks to you."

"Danius is in Heaven's prison, no thanks to you--I've got my own bone to pick with that crusty jerk. I smote his flunky, Josen--that's what you get when you use an old lady's faith to kidnap a little boy. Don't worry, Cassie--Aunt Edna's fine."

Dean stood, dumbfounded, patting and bouncing his little friend, who had calmed to only sniffling, but let out a squawk.

"Careful with the rear bumper, Dean--it's sustained some recent damage."

Dean adjusted his grip on Cas, favoring his bottom. "If you've taken care of him, good--Sam and I already wore out our hands, tonight." He smirked at Claire's tearful glare. For once, she kept her mouth shut. That is, until she realized that the hiccuping boy, with his messy head on Dean's shoulder was--

[Nene]

Cas sobbed out of pure relief that Claire was safe, and he rubbed his bottom gingerly. Claire nearly leapt out of her skinny jeans when an angel showed up so suddenly, and she hid her tearstained face in Sam's coat, thoroughly embarrassed as she was still crying like a little girl.

Cas reached out for Dean the moment he saw and heard him, and he clung to Dean, crying as he'd been so scared and had never been so happy to see him.

Claire's eyes went wide as she came to a realization who she was looking at. "...Cas?" Claire pushed Sam away and tugged up her jeans, sighing irritably as the rough fabric rubbed uncomfortably on her thoroughly punished undercurves. "... Jody told me you weren't yourself, but she didn't tell me you were in diapers!"

"I'm not that small." Cas responded irritably to Claire and he looked up to Dean, "I want down." he told Dean and when he was put down, he tugged down his pants a couple inches, "I'm not wearing a diaper." he then looked down, and swallowed hard. He remembered the hard way that as a human he would have to potty; earlier he preferred running from Josen over going potty when he needed to, and now, his baby body and tiny bladder would make him potty. "oh no." he couldn't make it stop and he put his hands over his front, turning away from Claire and blushing.

Claire felt bad for Cas but that wouldn't stop her from making another comment, one that would get her a hard smack to her bottom from Sam. "Yeah... well, maybe you should. AH!" she cried out and put her hands over her bottom, and Sam stood over her, folding his arms.

"Be nice, Claire, unless you want another trip over my knee! Gabriel, please, help him," Sam turned to the archangel, hoping he was still nearby. There wouldn't be any bathrooms in this abandoned warehouse and neither Sam nor Dean could scoop Cas up and run to the bathroom with him to stop his accident. Claire went awfully quiet at the threat and mumbled a pitiful apology, putting her hands over her bottom to protect it from further punishment.

[Lizardwhisperer]

Dean winced when Cas pulled down his pj's to prove he wasn't diapered, as he caught a glimpse of just how red Gabriel had spanked him. Wow. But the hunter beamed at his brother when Sam gave Caire a crack for teasing the poor little guy. He looked to Gabe, when Sam asked for help with Cas' accident and sighed his relief when a waggle of the angel's eyebrows erased the boy's embarrassing situation.

"Yes, Claire, this is Cas, in your father's de-aged vessel. he's little, human, and in no mood for your disrespectful shit."

Gabe laughed, "Ho, ho, that's why I miss you guys, you've got the only family I know more screwed up than mine."

Dean, Sam, Cas, and Claire all said, "Shut up."

Gabe put up his palms, feigning surrender, but waxing offence. "Whoa, whoooaaaa, ok, I get when I'm not appreciated. Ya know, I was gonna give you all instant trips home, but I'll just be taking my powerful archangel mojo, elsewhere. Dean, you better keep a closer eye on my little brother and Sam," he tilted his head toward Claire's hand, rubbing her sore rear, "Niiiiice work. Nice to meetcha, sweetheart."

And with that, Gabriel was gone.

Dean opened his mouth, but Claire stole his planned punchline, "She didn't meet you," of course, with an added colorful epithet.