As soon as his hand landed from the swat, it was rubbing lightly at the slight red mark. He smiled to himself as he lifted his hand again.

"You're not really in a position to give me orders right now, Sammy," he taunted lightly before he brought his hand down again to redden another spot on Sam's ass. his palm stung a little, now, as he rubbed the more sensitive skin. Dean could be as pliant and submissive as anyone, but once the roles reversed, he was more than happy to take control.