It does. All night long.

I brought a hand to my chest, nervously bunching up and messing with the fabric of my shirt over my heart. I saw how Kat was looking at me, I saw how heavy she was breathing and how red her face was. She slowly stepped towards me, her posture making her seem like a stalking predator. "Um, Miss Kat, I-I had a lovely night! G-Goodnight..." I stuttered, feeling my flusteredness grow inside of me as the hungry look in her eyes did.

"Yes baby... it is going to be a good night..." She slowly crawled on top of me, shoving my chest down so she could lean in close while pinning me to the bed. She gripped my wrists and held them above my head, biting my lip and pulling on it slightly. "Are you ready?" She asked through heavy breaths, her chest heaving. "Are you fucking ready? I'm going to rock your world... God Adam, I want to make you scream!" She giggled, using one hand to keep my hands pinned up while the other grips my shirt. She started pulling it back, harder and harder, making me squirm softly. I heard a ripping and suddenly the shirt and my bow-tie are torn from me, thrown to the side. "Y-You look cute in just that suit jacket baby..." She said while raking her eyes down my body, shaking.

I had never felt more panic or uncertainty than in that moment. I suddenly had a lot of empathy for cornered animals. Prey.

"I don't know, I-I probably look better clothed! It's designed to look good... Are you, um, leaving soon?" I said, trying to be as calm and polite as possible even despite the fact I was being pinned, undressed, and already taken with her gaze.

"No, no baby, you look so good..." She said, staring at my body more as she pulled my suit jacket off over my head, then she started undoing my pants. I heard ripping down there too. "So, so good... Baby, I think you look better naked than anyone else could... nothing looks better on you than nothing!" She said, laughing to herself before sliding off my pants, underwear, and footwear all at once.

I yelped, looking down at myself then back up to her face, feeling my cheeks heat up even more. My whole face felt prickly at this point! "It's a f-first date!" I said, still not outright denying her. Part of me was more excited than I'd ever been before, and it was more than I understood at the time. Now of course I know the truth: I'm submissive. I knew nothing about that world back then, but knowing how being submissive affects every part of my life-- the romance, my daily interactions, my worldview--I believe it may have been useful if I had.

"Yes baby, and now it's time to christen our relationship!" She said, her voice hoarse and low. She leaned in hard, kissing me even rougher than before. Instead of fighting it... I finally gave in. I parted my lips in a moan and in an instant her tongue snaked inside, squirming all around the crevices of my mouth and completely dominating me even there. I breathed in as hard and fast as I could through my nose, worried about passing out from the kiss alone. Her one free hand slid up and down my smooth skin, across my chest and nipples and stomach until goosebumps rose up.

It probably goes without saying, but at this point my cock had grown fully hard, pressed up against her still clothed groin. I began to whine, squirming my hips slightly. It couldn't be helped, I was just growing too needy! It was a need I'd never known before!

But I stopped my squirming when she pulled her lips off of mine with as much ferocity as she'd entered with. Was I in trouble?! Then she slid off her dress, so fast I would have missed it had I blinked. Then the bra was unclipped, falling down on my face. I began trembling, lowering my freshly unpinned arms down so I can pull off the bra. Immediately after this her breasts came down, pushed down and smothering my face.

"Mmm!" I exclaimed.

A dark, low chuckle emanated from above me.

"Baby, I want to see what makes you squeal. Ugh... I can't wait any longer, I'm going to fuck you!"