Pushed onto your back

Still above you Bingman pushes your shoulder down, effortlessly laying you flat on your back as he moves on top of you. Just your folded legs separated you from the man now as you're squeezed into a ball by his firm weight. He leans in for a kiss.

The kiss is frenzied and dominating. His lips, while still fundamentally soft, have a manly assertiveness to them. He is kissing you and you are being kissed. The lip locking sets the tone. your role here is passive, responsive. You are to surrender to his advance, to welcome and accept. Initiative is for this man, or maybe Tritera, but certainly not you. And you fill your role, happily meeting his invading tongue in your mouth as if it were a conquering king returning in glory.

Consumed by the kiss you are brought back to reality as the man is pushing one of your knees to the side and you feel your panties rip away, probably Tritera's doing but you couldn't rule out the man applying a simple solution to a bit of cloth between him and his prize.