I was on my knees facing the headboard waiting for Dean to come back. He had pulled my hair into a loose ponytail at the nap of my neck to ensure that he had "something to grab ahold of" as he called it. I was just thankful that he was in the mood to play to be honest. After the last few days we had had, I didn't think he'd even have the energy to fuck me let alone create a whole scene. "Okay, Kitten. Close your eyes for me." Dean spoke his voice confident making my core do little aroused back flips. Doing as I was told, I felt as my pussy began to become more and more wet. A soft blindfold fell over my eyes leaving me sightless. It smelt of whiskey and gunpowder making me almost sure it had been stashed in the trunk of the impala for some time. This smell was something that ever since I started dating Dean created a sense of comfort for me. It was his signature smell, along with his old leather jacket that had been his dad's. Regardless of the fact that I was sure it had been covered in blood more times than I wanted to think about, it was my favorite thing to see him in. It was my favorite thing to come in contact with my skin when he would come in from a hunt, his adrenaline still pumping so hard I could almost smell it. His strong hands pulled me to a standing position, the sudden movement making my tshirt that was easily 4 sizes too pick slack off of my shoulder. A small "mmph." escaped my lips as his fingers ran along my back side. Maybe instead of of exhaustion he was running on pure adrenaline and rage. Bracing myself for the side of Dean I let my mind go. I didn't need it in the paradise I was about to be sent to. "Undress me kitten." He commanded with a small chuckle. He knew how I hated to do things blindly, blind shots, sex in a dark room, anything. I needed to be able to see to do anything productive and taking his clothes off was going to be arguably the most productive thing I had done all day. Fumbling with his buttons his flannel shirt fell open his warm chest in display for everybody but me, even though we were alone. Pulling it backwards and off of his shoulders the silence in the room other than my ragged breathes let the sound of it hitting the floor be heard. Running my hands down his chest to ensure I hadn't missed anything I fell down to my knees like the good kitten I always try to be. My fingers made contact with the cold button of jeans quickly and I pulled the harsh fabric along with his boxers down his legs quickly ignoring the zipper. My prize was 2 inches from me and I wanted it now. Anywhere, in my mouth, pussy, or ass. I didn't really give a shit but I wanted his hands to pin me somewhere and just fill me up. "Not so fast, kitten." He chuckled pausing "You weren't exactly a good girl and we need to fix that, don't you think?" He asked posing more of a command than a question which made my lip hook in my teeth a small whimper escape. "Oh, Y/N don't whimper, I'm gonna make you purr by the end." The words came out of his mouth almost pouring over me like honey. Dipping my head downward I awaited my instruction eagerly. I liked it when he made me purr.
A sharp tap on my shoulder signaled me to sit up on the bed in his favorite position. On my back hands splayed above my head ready to tied and knees bent and spread. Dean said the was how his kitten should always present herself. Like the little slut she is. The cold air was wavering over my pantieless pussy making my clit grow more and more engorged. I felt the edge of the bed shift with Deans weight as he laid up beside me allowing his hand to dance over my throbbing core. I knew better than to beg, but if there was ever a time I wanted to it was now. Pushing at my hip his hand he guided me into my side before angling his torso away from me. Clamping down on my lip I braced myself for the spanking I deserved. I had been a brat to Sam refusing to clean the house. Instead I had spent a good part of my day drawing and painting ignoring deans direct orders through Sam. If I had known that they had been posed through my daddy I would have obeyed immediately. His hand crashed down on my ass hard making me choke out a heavy moaning sound. The stinging fizzed through my body making my pussy become increasingly wet. Slapping down again halting my recover from its twin, I bit into my lip drawing a small amount of blood. "You like that kitten?" Dean teased making me wiggle my ass backwards.
"You're not supposed to enjoy your punishment." He growled flipping me back onto my back and pulling my legs to his shoulders. Without warning he thrust into me harshly. "Fuck." I squeaked jumping back a little to
no avail I was full. With no grace period to adjust his hips worked pumping and out of me, roughly. He was hitting my gspot over and over again with his hand pinning my two above my head I couldn't move. The entire situation made my moans and breathes back up
in my arched throat. "Fuck kitten, make those pretty sounds for me." Dean groaned guiding me by the small of my back on top of him. I wasn't even sure where the energy game from but on a straight navigation of pure lust I bounced my body up and down atop his hips with his fingers holding my hips hard enough to leave marks. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I moaned out loudly not caring if anyone else in the bunker heard me. A sharp slap on my backside startled me as I continued to rock my hips.
"Such a potty mouth today kitten, we will have to fix that." Dean whispered flipping us back around making my hit my head in the bed frame lightly. "Crap." I said to myself as he pulled out of me and shifted off the bed. I hated not being able to see I wanted to know what he was doing. The jangle of his keys against the wooden dresser made my body curl, the toy drawer. An involuntary bone snaked it's way out of my lips as I struggled to keep my legs open.
The bed shifted again against his weight as he angled himself with his face at my pussy. What had he gitten I wondered to myself as I felt his fingers fill me. Little moans filled the room as I whimpered for more. I needed more. "Shh Y/N. Be patient for daddy." Dean whispered making my squirm even more as he ran an object over dripping slit.
"Now take a deep breath, kitten" he instructed. Making my eyebrow cock but doing as he said. I could feel something at the entrance of my ass, he had the plug. Bucking my hips to him he worked it slowly into my tight hole until it filled me. Patting it in place sending little sparks up my body, a satisfied moan came from his lips making me reciprocate the sound. Fuck this is hot, I thought to myself as Dean leaned up to my mouth and fitted my black ball gag in between my teeth. "That should keep that dirty mouth quiet." He teased fastening it on and slamming himself back into me. The combination of both of my holes filled made me jump. A strangled moan came from my gagged mouth. This was so overstimulating. I couldn't see or talk, his hands had mine pinned and my ass and pussy was filled. The thought alone made me close. His hips plowed himself into me over and over again at a punishing rate making me scream out constantly. I was so close, I needed to cum. "Cum for me,Y/N." He moaned his thrusts becoming sloppy as I felt him cum inside of me as my walls clenched around him.
