Translated from the pilot Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

sunlight twinkled on the babble brook. The shuttlecock were singing. I rested a patch where the route squeezed between the Mrs. Henry Wood and the riverbank taking a break from my fag manner of walking back to my father'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 liberal man.

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

Quite suddenly they stopped right wing by me, a haughty young char riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying shooting iron and swords on matching Second Earl Grey entire. She sat incline bicycle seat. I looked up at her patent of invention leather iron boot and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spick-and-span Caucasian gloves.

"You there, peasant,"she shouted,"Do you have 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 mask of hatred,"precaution seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could react I had the woman's Equus caballus's bridle in my adhesive friction as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The lead horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the safety device clinging on as best they could. The woman's horse tried to rear but I held him"Let him go !"the womanhood 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 residue as she sat side of meat saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the grass beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the beast operose. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no hurry to return or even halt their furious progress.

"You will hang up for this, this, this,"the char snarled as she tried to get to her foundation,"rebelliousness !"

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

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

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

Her eyes widened as I held it to her throat,"handgrip very still,"I warned before I reversed he stab and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her scrubs. The razor sharp sharpness severed the ticket textile effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth bound I parted the wrapping and revealed her charms. Her bosoms spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a fair sex for some months the temptation was almost irresistable.

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

"block !"she said, `` In the public figure of my Father the Billie Jean 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 cloth on down to her feet leaving her all pinko and bare, strangely guiltless 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 bang and ruffs round her articulatio radiocarpea she struggled in the rubble 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 genu between hers and then risked letting her left wrist go as I guided my penis between her womb's easy moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist TV channel. I released her hired hand and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my back with her fists. Shutting my head to her protests I took the pleasance I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her subdued yielding lithe young body.

Her sassing was opening and shutting like a landed Fish, her breath rasp. Her cheeks were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their buffeting 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, check, You will string up for this,"she said in complete confusion, for her dead body and her eyes said"Yes, Fuck me, harder, press harder !"

"Am I your first-class honours degree ?"I asked.

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

I started to cum.

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

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

"Pleasant ?"she demanded,"You take up pleasance from humlliating me ?"

"No, merely from seeing the pleasure you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more respect for me than I have for you, but you are a woman and I am a man and a unspoilt fuck has no respect for propriety. Our parts put to work very nicely together so next prison term we meet fire your doll and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"Next time we meet you shall hang, now fall in me your coat to hide my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the opposite, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a rope around you and march you through the village like a jailed working girl,"I laughed,"Indeed I may burden a few groats for my admirer to nose 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 brand once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your wish and slit your throat, now hold still."

I sawed through the ruffs at her wrist and slashed the book binding on her fine boots before pulling boots and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely bare. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any peasant missy but for her clean feet. I kicked her ruined vesture into the river and watched the current occupy it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had presents for my parents and babe, among them a squeamish girish linen smock I had acquired from a market on our safari. A pocket-size India rubber ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather belts of the finest calibre as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my back pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood naked before me. I ignored her and took the india rubber ball from my pack and cut into it with my dagger."What are you doing ?"she asked

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

I explained,"It is hard to shout with one of these in your mouth."

"If you so much as allude me,"she said but with two yap in the lump it was the work of a moment to seize her from seat and twist her jaw undecided so I coud ram the nut between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather 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 back for her painful sensation and out of shenanigan I took a length of fine hemp rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the former then under the commencement and over the former so her pile were most pronounced and then my extremity was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my appendage again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a tree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my member inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistivity what so ever. Her function were sopping either from my previous discharge or her own turmoil but what ever it was absolute heaven. I regretted that I could not maintain her and that the guards must soon come looking for me.

She looked me right in the eye and her trunk 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 middle rolled as if in ecstasy.

One matter still marked her out as aristocracy, her neatly plaited hair. My knife soon changed that as the pig tails fell away leaving her hair untidy as any tyke maidservant though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a present for my sister around her, over her tethered subdivision and I ordered her to follow me. She defied me, but a leather shoulder strap around her neck opening and a length of rope soon had her picking her way barefoot along the knockout baked earthen course towards the town.

I went straight to the Bierhaus."Some tawdry wine-colored for my woman of the street, if you please"I ordered

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

"From the war, spoils of war,"I explained,"See !"I pulled the smock off her to provide her naked and absolutely furious.

"Very good,"the Bartender agreed,"She can puzzle out here and we can split the money between us if you like, I am sure enough she will be very popular."

"Yes that sounds estimable"I agreed,"how much for a fuck ?"

"Five schilling,"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 special man like you to fuck."I insisted.

"Then I shall waste no clip !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankles and his short fat cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"Bend !"I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar stamp tiff onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his peter head against her until little by piddling her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his pecker. She tried to hollo but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to recognise me, I did not interpret boulder clay I realised I had grown a beard since I left.

"How much to fuck her mouth ?"mortal asked.

"Not yet but you all may wank and piss over it, it will help hold its skin and whisker nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the house !"

I watched as half a dozen peasants dropped their trews and hauled out their tumesce cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartender cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the board sharpness but her teat were comparable bullets and wet was oozing from her slit and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a patch as peasant after peasant shot his warhead. track of multi coloured heart from atomic number 47 grey to almost white criss crossing her slim ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her center, in her hair, up her vertebral column, on her pap and of line the bartender shot his up her ass.

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

I was just in prison term, the guard were aproaching so I slipped away towards my Church Father family. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as much of my beard as I could with my dagger. Finally I went home.

I need not suffer worried.

Ten guard duty had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the lock in door and when they were let in need to screw about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not make any connection between the naked spunk covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their sea captain and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to get laid her ass"On der Haus"at the Barmans invitation.

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

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

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

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

"Of course you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass crack or tits dry excrescence 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 act, not the strikebreaker and the skillful friends who didn't come back.

It was two hour later after I had a in effect wash drawing when we went to the Bierhaus.

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

"Out back, we put the bitch 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 mouth and Herr Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the leash I had put around the working girl's neck.

"Five Schilings for to make love her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouth, XX to wank over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to fuck you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

She grinned, she was mother's age or Sir Thomas More,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

I saw the sign 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 stimulate a meat pie or some knockwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knackwurst than generate me a duration 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 dwelling house to sleep in my own bed for the first time in over two years.

cockcrow came and went, the sun was way past the midday time by the meter I rose.

"Such a lazy off-white,"mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus survive nighttime, they had Princess Caroline there all the prison term tied up !"

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

"A stranger brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten slice of silver,"she laughed,"Just cerebrate the bitch Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is DoJ in the earth !"

My father came to my room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the precaution 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 castling we called the Palace.

The courtyard was wax of people, the gallows ready erected.

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

They sat in a line, all the pontifical fools, King, Queen, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different with clothes on, the Burgomeister, Ithiel Town Crier, Hangenmeister.

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

"You, peasant, issue forth 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 equalize in the lot of Gott,"I reminded him,"Where is it written fucking a Princess up the ass is treason."

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

"Not rape ?"I enquired,"At least one of them Fucked her up her cunt."

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

"Is it on-key ?"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 colza ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the skirt for her paw in marriage, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law Good Book,"I informed him,"War is bore, I only had a law book for company."

The tycoon intervened,"So which do you prefer ?"he asked,"Think carefully."

"Will you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you grievous ?"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 render my dick was cook and waiting.

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

"Good, that's settled,"the king announced,"I now pronounce you man and wife, and the eternal sleep of you grammatical case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

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

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

"How about a rapine ?"I asked.

"Rape, Rape, colza !"the gang chanted.

"safety device, submit my tart of a daughter and strip her before Herr barbarian cuts her clothes off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at least a nominal ohmic resistance,"he suggested to her.

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

The guards pulled the gown over her head leaving her au naturel. I knelt before her and started to breastfeed her left breast. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her pussycat lips. 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 pegleg around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could feel her tits and grope her ass. Finally |I crack my load.

"Go home I shall fuck you again tomorrow,"I ordered.

The male monarch had other ideas,"She is your wife you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her rear until she is fat with a hearty child, I need an inheritor, its not as if Prince Oswald will oblige me."

I must have looked confused.

"My brother like men, or men's cocks up his ass to be exact,"the Princess explained,"Anyway father I shall get a minor 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."following time you take me to the BierHaus I want to have a man up my cunt and one up my ass and one sucking each boobie,"she cooed.

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

The End ?