I did as he demanded and began to breathe through it. As soon as he smacked my bottom, I let out a breath and felt the pain radiate through me until it swept to my aching pussy. With a quick tap, tap and seven and eight were out and they weren't as bad as the first six were. I realized that was what he had meant by embracing the pain.
I kept my eyes closed and relaxed against his legs breathing deeply and each smack began to hurt less and less. I became so embarrassing wet I was beginning to soak the pant leg that was trapped underneath me. His slaps had rained from my bottom to the backs of my legs and with one final slap that landed right on my pussy, I found that I almost unbelievably climaxed.
"Fifteen. Thank you, Sir," I cried out panting and unable to catch my breath.