2010 era bc patrick was tiny, I dont mean weight size tiny but he literally was just so itty bitty
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Patrick whimpered quietly as Elisa loudly said their performance was over.

They had been paid to perform an extremely difficult scene at a club for dominants and their submissives. It was hard for Patrick, as the submissive. But, it was also hard for Elisa as his domina. She had to know exactly when Patrick was at his limit, even though he would say so himself.

But sometimes he didn't safeword and ended up getting hurt and so Elisa had to be able to tell when he was reaching his limit.

The stage curtain closed as Elisa stepped back, standing next to where Patrick was. She whistled and another dominant and his slave came over. "Help me, would you?" She said. They nodded and got to work on the rope around Patrick's ankle. "Patrick, sweety, are you alright?" She asked softly.

"Yes M-Mistress," Patrick said weakly.

"Tell me, what are you feeling?" She said. She knew Patrick was close to falling asleep out of exhaustion but she had to keep him awake so she could check over him. "What are you thinking, baby?"

"I.." Patrick breathed. "Ow!" He said as his feet hit the ground too hard. He whimpered as the rope around his upper thighs and up his torso fell away.

"Patrick, focus," Elisa said. He was slipping back into his headspace and he needed to stay out of it. "Come on, baby," she purred in his ear. His eyes darted up to hers. "Come on. Tell me what you're thinking."

"Cuddles," he mumbled, wincing as the rope around his arm sockets were untied. "I want juice. I-I'm," his lip quivered. "I didnt get any pleasure from that, Mistress. I would like it if we didnt do shibari again, please," he whimpered. "I don't like it. It doesn't make me feel good. It hurt, hurts. I almost safeworded but we were performing."

"Patrick," Elisa scolded. "It doesn't matter if we're performing or whatever we're doing. If you need to safeword, you fucking safeword," she said sternly, but in a soothing tone. Patrick was completely freed of the ropes. His small body leaned against Elisa's for support.

"I'm sorry Mistress--"

"No. Patrick, you need to understand this," she said. She grabbed his chin gently, forcing him to look at her. "You should have safeworded. You are more important than our performance." She sighed. "Now, let's go. Okay? We'll cuddle," she wrapped an arm around his waist to lead him off the stage.

He sighed happily as they went to their back room and sat down on the sofa that was provided. "The rope left marks," he pouted. "I don't like it."

"I know, baby," Elisa said in a soft, soothing tone. She crouched between Patrick's legs. "Do you wanna take a nap or cuddle first?"

"Cuddle me to sleep," Patrick grinned in excitement. "Please!"

"Of course," Elisa said as she stood. Patrick quickly moved over and made room for her to spoon him. "You were so good tonight," she praised. "So, so, so good for me. Everyone loved us. Did you hear them all clapping?" She asked. Patrick shook his head. "Ah," she said as she slid her hand over Patrick's side, to his hip and between his legs.

She had a key between her fingers. She unlocked the cage around Patrick with one hand and he happily took it off. He gasped loudly as she wrapped a hand around his length. "M-Mistress," he gasped.

"What?" She smirked. "You told me you didnt get any pleasure from it. Its my job to take care of you properly. And I will."

She pumped her hand slowly around him as he was a withering mess under her. She knew Patrick liked it slow and so she went slow. It was her job as his domina to know what he likes and to give him what he likes.

Patrick moaned loudly. "S-So good," he trembled. He gasped. Then he clenched his eyes shut, fisting his hand around the pillow he was hugging to his stomach. "Can I come?"

"Yes," Elisa said. "Go on. Whenever you want."

Patrick moaned loudly as he came. "Elisa!" He shouted, muffling his voice with the pillow. Elisa pulled her hand away and held it in front of Patrick's mouth. "Thank you Mistress," he mumbled and quickly licked his release off her hand.

"Put it back on, okay?" She told him. He nodded and whimpered quietly as he put the chastity cage back on himself and she locked it. "Oh you're such a good boy, Patrick," she said. She moved her head to kiss his cheek. He smiled up at her. "Such a good boy."

"Thank you Mistress," Patrick said, smiling at her. She gave a warm smile back.

"Of course, Patrick. Good boys deserve rewards," she said softly and kissed the top of his head. She pulled him back against her and nuzzled her head into his neck. Patrick shivered as her hot breath tickled his skin. She smiled as they cuddled until he fell asleep.