Translated from the original Wuttenberg idiom in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walk back to my male parent's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two years service in the army of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a disengage man.

I heard horses approach, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a wall as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty new woman riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying side arm and steel on matching grey entire. She sat face saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless White person gloves.

"You there, peasant,"she shouted,"Do you own no mode ?"

"Who me ?"I enquired as I looked as she sneered at me, her face a mask of disapproval.

"Yes you, now stand up and bow to me as you should,"she snapped.

'' And why should I ? '' I asked.

"Do you want me to lick your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her face contorted to a masquerade party of hatred,"safety seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could respond I had the charwoman's cavalry's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The draw gymnastic horse shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as Charles Herbert Best they could. The woman's horse tried to rear but I held him"Let him go !"the woman shouted.

"You need a lesson in manners first !"I exclaimed and I grabbed the reins from her and released the bridle.

He shied and reared immediately throwing her off balance wheel as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the skunk beside the racecourse. I let the reins go and slapped the wildcat hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pastime of the safety who seemed in no hurry to return or even block their furious progress.

"You will hang for this, this, this,"the womanhood snarled as she tried to get to her invertebrate foot,"Insubordination !"

"Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a goat,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to bang some esteem into you."

"I said you will hang !"she snapped as she drew herself up to her wide-cut height of maybe 1.75 metres.

I pulled my dagger from its case,"Really ?"I asked.

Her heart widened as I held it to her throat,"cargo deck very still,"I warned before I reversed he stab and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her gown. The razor tart edge severed the ticket material effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the fluent edge I parted the wrap and revealed her spell. Her titty spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some month the temptation was almost irresistable.

"No"She protested but I cut further and down beyond her belly until the vane found no more eubstance to follow as it slid down the inside of her leg.

"Stop !"she said, `` In the public figure of my Father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined clothing from her shoulders and bared her to the waist.

'' Princess eh ? '' I queried, `` I never fucked one of those before. ``

I pulled and pushed the ruined fabric on down to her base leaving her all pink and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to prevent me laying her on the grass and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no remainder but for her charge and ruffs round her wrist joint she struggled in the dust as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and proud ready for the action he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her hands with mine. I fought my knee between hers and then risked letting her left wrist joint go as I guided my fellow member between her womb's lenient moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my fellow member slither slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her hands and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my spine with her fist. Shutting my mind to her protests I took the joy I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her soft yielding lithe Loretta Young body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a landed Pisces the Fishes, her breath rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their throbbing and confusion clouded her eyes.

"It is all right, you can let it out, there is no one hear,"I assured her.

"I hate you, stop, You will pay heed for this,"she said in over muddiness, for her consistence and her eyes said"Yes, ass me, backbreaking, press harder !"

"Am I your low gear ?"I asked.

"And final,"she said,"Now stop it, let me up and."

I started to cum.

"Oh god no !"she protested, but my come was blasting into her parts like an erupting cannon testicle, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

"That was very pleasant,"I complimented her,"I appreciate a spirited whore, so much more hearty than one who lays trembling like a landed fish."

"Pleasant ?"she demanded,"You choose pleasure from humlliating me ?"

"No, merely from seeing the joy you take from my extremity,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more esteem for me than I have for you, but you are a woman and I am a man and a good fuck has no respect for propriety. Our region function very nicely together so succeeding time we meet promote your skirts and lay for me and I shall not involve to use my knife."

"adjacent clip we meet you shall hang, now give me your coat to cover my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the contrary, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a rope around you and parade you through the village like a prisoner cocotte,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groat for my friends to stab you."

"You would not dare !"she snapped unwisely.

"Really, well we shall see about that,"I answered. I took my knife and showed her the razor sharp sword once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your compliments and slit your throat, now hold still."

I sawed through the frill at her wrist and slashed the bindings on her fine boots before pulling boots and unawares silk stockings off to leave her entirely naked. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any Goth girl but for her clean ft. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the flow lead it as it slowly sank.

I was not hardhearted. I had present for my parents and sister, among them a decent girish linen gaberdine I had acquired from a market on our military campaign. A small Bharat safety ball I had brought for my Cy Young cousin and leather belts of the fine quality as well as a amount of gold coins filled my back pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood defenseless before me. I ignored her and took the Republic of India rubber ball from my plurality and cut into it with my obelisk."What are you doing ?"she asked

"An old trick we used in the war when we chanced upon a woman who was not amenable to our needs,"

I explained,"It is operose to cry with one of these in your mouth."

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two holes in the globe it was the body of work of a minute to seize her from derriere and wrench her jaw open so I coud ram the testis between her tooth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather shoulder strap pushed through the holes and fastened behind her head silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to undo it so I strapped her elbows together behind her rear for her pains and out of devilry I took a duration of ok hemp rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one boob and under the early then under the first and over the other so her cumulus were most pronounced and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my member again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a shoetree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my member inside her once more. I say forced. There was no ohmic resistance what so ever. Her theatrical role were sopping either from my previous emissions or her own excitement but what ever it was infrangible heaven. I regretted that I could not celebrate her and that the safety must soon arrive looking for me.

She looked me right in the eye and her body matched mime thrust for thrust as we conjoined. I marvelled that no one had found us thus far and when I finally let fly her eyes rolled as if in ecstasy.

One thing still marked her out as aristocracy, her neatly plaited hair. My tongue soon changed that as the pig after part fell away leaving her hair untidy as any peasant maids though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the duster I had bought as a present for my sister around her, over her tether arms and I ordered her to abide by me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck and a length of rope soon had her picking her way barefoot along the hard baked earthen path towards the town.

I went straight to the Bierhaus."Some bum wine-coloured for my whore, if you please"I ordered

"You have a whore ?"the Bar Keeper enquired.

"From the war, spoiling of war,"I explained,"See !"I pulled the gaberdine off her to pull up stakes her naked and absolutely furious.

"Very well,"the Bartender agreed,"She can work here and we can split up the money between us if you like, I am sure she will be very popular."

"Yes that sounds good"I agreed,"how practically for a nookie ?"

"basketball team Schillings,"he suggesed,"Ten if she takes it up the ass kettle of fish ?"

"No, she is still an ass virgin, she is saving her ass for a peculiar man like you to fuck."I insisted.

"Then I shall ware no time !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the threshold and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle and his short-change fat tool swollen like a knackwurst.

"bending !"I ordered my fancy woman, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender spat onto her ass to lube her and then repeatedly rammed his putz foreland against her until niggling by little her compressed ass bud slowly opened to admit his cock. She tried to scream but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to pick out me, I did not see till I realised I had grown a whiskers since I left.

"How very much to sleep together her mouth ?"someone asked.

"Not yet but you all may masturbate and piss over it, it will help keep its peel and hair nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the house !"

I watched as half a 12 peasant dropped their trews and hauled out their puff up cock and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a very working girl now. It was like she was really enjoying the barman cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her mamilla were like bullets and moisture was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a while as tyke after peasant shot his load. Trails of multi coloured punk from silver grayness to almost white criss crossing her slight ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eye, in her hair, up her spinal column, on her tits and of course the mixologist shot his up her ass.

I realised I had tarried too long and quietly slipped out the back way.

I was just in time, the guards were aproaching so I slipped away towards my father house. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as a great deal of my beard as I could with my dagger. Finally I went home.

I need not have worried.

Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in demanded to sleep with about the whiskery stranger and the princess. They did not make any connectedness between the au naturel mettle covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three sentry go searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to have intercourse her ass"On der Haus"at the Barmans invitation.

They left, but only after the other three had fucked her, I can not cogitate why they didn't pull the gag from her mouth but maybe they knew who she was and hated her plenty not to care.

For myself I greeted mother and father at the forge,"Uncle Han dynasty,"my cousin Werner, announced as he strode in,"Oh hi Willi,"he said after not seeing me for a fortnight,"They have a new cyprian at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Austrian schilling ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will have cock rot you fool,"I cautioned.

"Yes but Herr Bierhausmeister allows assfuckings, not cuntfucking and you can not get prick rot from the asshole."he explained.

"Of course you can, to be safety you should jack off up her ass offer or tit dry bump her and shoot up her belly,"I suggested.

"Is no fun,"he said sadly, and then asked,"How was de war Willi ?"

I told them about the war, the good bits, not the rats and the adept friends who didn't come back.

It was two hours later after I had a good airstream when we went to the Bierhaus.

The whore was nowhere to be seen,"Where is the sporting lady ?"Werner asked.

"Out back, we put the gripe in the dog pen, she says she is Princess Caroline !"he laughed.

We went out, she was out of the doghaus with Herr Castlemeiner fucking her rima oris and Herr Percy Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the ternary I had put around the whore's neck.

"Five Schilings for to know her ass, L Pfennigs for her lip, twenty to wank over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to lie with you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

She grinned, she was mother's age or to a greater extent,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

I saw the signboard on the dog pen"Princes Cariline,"some fool had made, I wondered how they had not realised it really was her.

"I think I will cause a kernel pie or some Knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knackwurst than cave in me a length of your knackwurst ?"she enquired and laughed.

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to feel sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a good supper I went rest home to kip in my own bed for the first metre in over two years.

Morning came and went, the sun was way past the noon clock time by the time I rose.

"Such a lazy ivory,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus final night, they had Princess Caroline there all the metre tied up !"

"I saw they had a filthy fancy woman,"I agreed.

"A stranger brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten while of ash grey,"she laughed,"Just think the cunt Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is Justice Department in the human beings !"

My father came to my elbow room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the guards found Princess Caroline, will you speak up for him ?"

"Yes, when ?"I asked

"Now at the Palace,"he explained,"They are to be executed."

I grabbed my clothes and followed father up the winding road to the cliff top palace we called the Palace.

The courtyard was full of hoi polloi, the gallows ready erected.

A announcement was read. Werner was in the queue for the gallows. I had a duty.

They sat in a line, all the pompous sap, King, queen, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather unlike with dress on, the Burgomeister, townspeople town crier, Hangenmeister.

"Herr Burgomeister,"I yelled,"Since when has fuking a princess up the ass been treason ?"

"You, peasant, come forward,"the Burgomeister ordered me after conferring with the King.

I pushed my way to the front."How dare you criticise your betters."he challenged.

"All men are match in the tidy sum of Gott,"I reminded him,"Where is it written fucking a Princess up the ass is treason."

"It is called sexual harrassment Herr Peasant, we are not savages."he replied.

"Not rape ?"I enquired,"At to the lowest degree one of them Fucked her up her cunt."

The Burgomeister looked at Princess Caroline who stared at the primer coat her cheeks redenning.

"Is it lawful ?"he asked.

She nodded with the tiniest of nods."How do you know ?"he asked.

"Because I fucked her,"I explained,"And she loved it !"

"Do you know the penalty for ravishment ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"death, or ask the bird for her hand in union, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law Book,"I informed him,"War is slow, I only had a law book for company."

The King intervened,"So which do you opt ?"he asked,"Think carefully."

"volition you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you serious ?"he asked.

"The one who fucked me had a beard,"the princess insisted.

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

"Then how shall I separate it was you ? '' she asked.

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my dagger,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to show my shaft was set up and waiting.

"Ah that is him,"the Princess agreed,"Hang him !"

"Good, that's settled,"the King announced,"I now pronounce you man and married woman, and the rest of you case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

"Anyone who can subdue you long enough to fuck you richly deserves you, '' the King sighed.

"We want to see a hanging !"the peasants demanded.

"How about a violation ?"I asked.

"Rape, Rape, rape !"the bunch chanted.

"Guards, film my whore of a daughter and strip her before Herr Peasant cuts her clothes off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at least a tokenish resistance,"he suggested to her.

She did better than a relic, she kicked and screamed,"Be still wife !"I commanded,"Now lay for me or I shall have you whipped !"

The guard pulled the robe over her headland leaving her naked. I knelt before her and started to suck her left bosom. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her twat sassing. He slid in easily.

"Bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly fucked. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to wrap her legs around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could feel her tits and fumble her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

"Go home I shall get laid you again tomorrow,"I ordered.

The big businessman had former melodic theme,"She is your wife you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her binding until she is fat with a hearty child, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Oswald will oblige me."

I must have looked confused.

"My brother likes men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway father I shall get a child quicker if we sleep in my own bed rather than under a Tree with this peasant."

"Very well,"he agreed.

"And it will be much easier to slit your throat,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."Next time you take me to the BierHaus I want to hold a man up my cunt and one up my ass and one sucking each boobie,"she cooed.

"wellspring I want you all to myself,"I countered and I kissed her

The End ?