A hell of a rider

“Take off your pants Boy!” Zelda snapped.

Steve didn’t hesitate to stand and do as the biker bitch princess ordered.

“That’s a good boy,” Zelda smiled, “You like being a good boy, don’t you?”

“Yes Princess,” Steve gasped as Zelda stood over him.

“Yes, you like being a good boy because that means submit and obey your princesses,” Zelda reached for the fly of her black leather pants, “And when you submit and obey your princesses, you get rewarded with kinky, fun, sexy, punishments. And you like those don’t you?”

“Yes Princess,” Steve looked at Zelda.

“Good boys get their cocks ridden,” Zelda smiled as she pulled down the leather thong, “Isn’t that right?”

“Yes Princess,” Steve looked at the assertive leather clad lady before him.

Zelda pushed Steve back into the couch and positioned herself to startle his manhood with her leather pants at her ankles crossed behind her.

“Give it to me boy!”

Steve didn’t hesitate to buck his hips. Zelda gave a cruel smile as she ground her pussy down on his dick sending the man meat deep into her pussy.

“Good boys buck hard when ordered to by their princesses,” Zelda half ordered, half moaned.

“Yes Princess!” Steve thrust harder and harder.

“Give it to me boy,” Zelda placed her hands on his chest and felt around, “Let me rev you up!”

Zelda found his nipples and pinched them with a twisting motion throw his shirt.

“Ahhh,” Steve panted with pain in his voice, “Yes Princess.”

Zelda bucked up and down harder and harder. Steve replied in kind fucking his dominant lover just as hard as she rode him. He lost track of time as he rode Zelda in to a euphoric erotic haze.

“Ride it boy,” Zelda encouraged him.

The pair kept bucking and bouncing off of each other and the couch.

“Now Cum!” Zelda snapped in his ear.

Steve exploded like a volcano inside of Zelda. Zelda’s body in turned erupted in a rolling wave of orgasms. Zelda gasped and moaned as she leaned in and smothered Steve’s face in her leather bra top covered bosom. There was the sound of keys unlocking the door.

“I see you found another dominatrix,” Peach’s voice had a cheerful note to it, “We are going to have so much fun spit roasting you Steve, right Zelda?”

“Fuck Yeah Peach,” Zelda smiled.

“Steve,” Peach smiled as she walked over, “I was about to buy a car when something told me I needed a motorcycle, did you have anything to do with that?”

Zelda loosened her hug and let Steve answer the question.

“Yes Princess,” Steve said, “You helped realize I have a fetish for biker babes too.”

Peach looked at her black leather pants and jacket then at Zelda in her black leather.

“Not surprising,” Zelda snickered.

“Well I am happy with my buys,” Peach said, “it will be a bit before we can move into the house I bought, but it has the perfect space for a sex dungeon. You just need to drop me off at the dealership on your way to work. Care to joint me Zelda?”

“Love to,” Zelda smiled, “I am sure we can find something for me too.”

“First the car dealership,” Peach kissed the brown haired elf, “The bike dealership and we can pick out a bike for you to pick up tomorrow.”

“Nice,” Zelda smiled.

“Don’t worry Steve,” Peach smiled, “You are still going to be our favorite ride.”

“Oh by far!” Zelda kissed the young man under her.