Dean jerks hard at the flick, surprised and confused for a moment. It's a good thing it was only the flat of the blade on him at the that moment. Another time the rebuke might have tripped his temper... he was trying, after all, and didn't know Natalie well enough to read between the lines of what she said... but this time, he's sort of relieved. It draws him back from uncomfortable mental territory and forces him to focus.

"Not in any serious way, ma'am." Not for lack of trying, but there's a shortage of good dominants in Dean's life. His head snaps forward without resistance when she pushes it. His hands stay clasped behind him until he's told to move them.