For me, patience is the lesser of two evils that arise from a punishment such as having my hands cuffed behind my back for any length of time. It might be fun during sex, but enduring a whole day (or more) in such a compromising position, evokes, first frustration, and then, either rage or you can choose patience. Because finding the patience to get through such a task makes it easier to tolerate than fighting against it.

Patience is a form of meditation.