He does and has the time of his life doing so

“Fuck…” Steve said looking around, “You are right. Let’s see…”

Steve took the phone and started going down the list of options… He went over the basics and turned Peach dominant, selected “Rich Bitch Mistress” and “Sugar Momma Mistress,” Big no’s on Scat and piss play, he made her keen on giving blow jobs and taking it in the ass… Steve stopped at one option at the bottom…

“Psychics don’t need Safewords” was the entry and the notes said that his Harem Mistress would have a psychic link to know exactly when he was at his limits and how far she could push him. He selected it. He confirmed his selections and submitted them.

Steve looked at Peach as her eyes fluttered and then shot open. She had a smile on her face.

“Well lover boy,” Peach licked her lips, “Enough stalling, Mistress wants her boy tied to the bed and bucking for her!”

Peach grabbed his wrist and got up. She pulled Steve behind her towards the bedroom.

“You have sexy points to earn lover boy,” Peach said as she stopped at the bedroom door, “You are going to have to unequipped my panties, they are stuck under this corselet.”

Steve did as Peach told him without question… Steve looked up to see Peach’s face filled with mirth.

“Good boy,” Peach cupped Steve’s face and kissed him, “keep obeying your Princess and you’ll be greatly rewarded…”

Peach pushed Steve to the center of the space between the queen sized bed and the door. She stopped him and started pulling his shirt off. But as she yanked it up she stopped when it had only his head and arms above his torso. Peach pulled the bottom of the inverted shirt and held it together with one hand and started to tickle and play with Steve’s exposed torso.

“You like this, your little mushroom does not lie to Princess Steve,” Peach cooed, “I wonder how these taste.”

Steve was surprised to feel Peach’s lips kiss his nipple and then her teeth bite at it. He could hear her giggling but was blinded by the shirt being held in the way. It was pulled free and Peach looked him in the eye.

“Don’t forget, I am here for you…” Peach said before kissing Steve again.

Steve stood there as Peach turned around and pushed her bottom back into his crotch. She reached back and held his torso.

“Ummm,” Peach said, “That rod feels so good between my cheeks.”

She stopped and turned around. She pushed him towards the bed. Steve almost fell over when the back of his calves hit the foot of the mattress.

“Sit boy,” Peach ordered.

Steve obeyed the blonde. She stepped forward and took a spot sitting on Steve’s lap facing him. She stared into his eyes. The kiss was passionate and took Steve’s breath away. Steve found she was holding his head in her hands as she broke off the kiss and leaned her head back. She moved his head in towards her neck and he kissed her neck. Steve was guided down Peach’s neck to between the rubber encased globes of her bosom. Peach pushed his face into her chest and held it tight, smothering him in her cleavage for a few seconds before pulling his head back and putting him to work kissing the nipples poking at the light pink rubber covers. One and then the other. Peach pushed him back slightly and released his head. Only to release her tits from the rubber’s grip. Steve made no attempt to resist Peach grabbing both sides of his head and guiding him back to kiss and suckle on her teats.

“You are a good boy,” Peach cooed asserting her control over her lover, “And you are rock hard under your shorts. What is that a Warp Pipe?”

Peach released Steve and stood up much to his disappointment. That disappointment was short lived as she smiled at him and took a spot kneeling before him. Looking up at Steve’s eyes, she pulled down his shorts and made a kissing gesture. Almost instantly Steve’s head swooned as Peach enveloped his cock in her tits and expert mouth. Steve could feel her tongue circling the mushroom head of his pipe. It felt like he was about to explode in her mouth when he was brought down by a sharp and slightly painful tug on his balls.

“OW!” Steve barked.

“Can’t let you cum just yet boy,” Peach said, “The Princess wants her ride! And The boy will obey his Princess.”

“Yes!” Steve said.

“Say it right,” Peach’s voice took an icy authoritarian edge.

“The boy will obey the Princess!” Steve said.

“Good,” Peach purred with a voice like honey.

Peach stood up and motioned for Steve to move further back on the bed. Obediently Steve complied, and was rewarded with a kiss and Peach crawled over him in her latex lingerie.

“Time to teach you to eat Peachs!” the Princess giggled.

She pushed Steve down and moved to place her royal slit over his mouth. Steve found she held his chest and arms down with her body weight and legs over pinching his arms in place.

“Show me how that tongue works!” Peach ordered.

Steve obeyed, licking and sucking on his Princess’s slit and clit. He managed to illicit gasps and moans of pleasure from the blonde bombshell above him. He kept at it even as from time to time Peach would clamp her thighs over his face and smother him. The entire time Peach was staring down at him like she was reading his very soul… and that pleased him?

“That’s good,” Peach said getting up, “Now let’s see how you buck there bronco!”

“Yes Princess,” Steve heard himself respond without prompting.

Peach used one hand to hold Steve’s face as she moved to mount him Cowgirl style and stared into his eyes.

“This is what you want,” Peach said, “A dominant loving Princess to control you while bringing the both of you to the absolute height of sexual pleasure.”

“Yes Princess,” Steve confirmed what the princess had told him.

Peach wasted no more time as she slid down his cock and rode his bucking hips like an expert cowgirl. Time seemed to stop for Steve as he was lost in the moment of passion with the Blonde Princess at the helm. Words brought him back to reality.

“Cum for me my boy!” Peach ordered.

Steve let loose the biggest eruption of man juice he had ever released in his life and Peach arched her back and shook in pleasure as she rode her own internal eruption.