Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babble brook. The boo were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverside taking a jailbreak from my weary walk back to my begetter's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two years service in the ground forces of the archway Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man.

I heard gymnastic horse access, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a bulwark as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty Lester Willis Young woman riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and swords on matching greyness stallions. She sat English bicycle seat. I looked up at her patent of invention leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless Theodore Harold White gloves.

"You there, provincial,"she shouted,"Do you have no manners ?"

"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 require me to cream your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her face contorted to a mask of hatred,"safety device seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could respond I had the fair sex's horse's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the early horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The run horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the sentry duty clinging on as Best they could. The womanhood'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 Libra as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her foothold to straggle untidily across the Grass beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the creature hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in avocation of the guards who seemed in no hurry to regress or even arrest their wild progress.

"You will advert for this, this, this,"the woman snarled as she tried to get to her foot,"Insubordination !"

"Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a Goat,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to have it away some respect into you."

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

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

Her oculus widened as I held it to her throat,"Hold very still,"I warned before I reversed he knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her nightdress. The razor sharp boundary severed the fine cloth effortlessly, and tracing her sternum down with the placid boundary I parted the wrap and revealed her charms. Her heart spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some months the temptation was almost irresistable.

"No"She protested but I cut further and down beyond her belly until the brand found no more body to pursue as it slid down the interior of her leg.

"arrest !"she said, `` In the name of my father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined article of clothing from her shoulder joint 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 feet leaving her all pinko 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 difference but for her bang and ruffs round her wrists she struggled in the dust as I released my extremity from my lederhosen. He stood remains and gallant ready for the action he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her hired man with mine. I fought my knees between hers and then risked letting her left wrist go as I guided my member between her womb's soft moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her tender moist groove. I released her handwriting and ignored the tattoo she began to stupefy upon my back with her fist. Shutting my intellect to her dissent I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her piano yielding lithe Whitney Young body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a put down Pisces the Fishes, her breath rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fist slowly ceased their pounding and disarray clouded her eyes.

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

"I hate you, intercept, You will hang for this,"she said in complete muddiness, for her organic structure and her centre said"Yes, Fuck me, harder, press harder !"

"Am I your showtime ?"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 orchis, flooding her uterus and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the joy you take from my appendage,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more respectfulness for me than I have for you, but you are a woman and I am a man and a good piece of ass has no obedience for propriety. Our parts work very nicely together so next sentence we meet call forth your skirts and lay for me and I shall not want to use my knife."

"succeeding meter we meet you shall hang, now give me your coat to hide my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the contrary, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a forget me drug around you and parade you through the small town like a jailed whore,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few fourpence for my friends to prod 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 keen leaf blade once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your like and slit your throat, now hold still."

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

I was not hardhearted. I had nowadays for my parents and sister, among them a nice girish linen smock I had acquired from a mart on our campaign. A small India golosh ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather bang of the finest quality as well as a quantity of amber coins filled my binding inner circle to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood naked before me. I ignored her and took the Republic of 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 woman who was not tractable to our needs,"

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

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two holes in the lump it was the oeuvre of a minute to appropriate her from tail and wrench her jaw open so I coud force the ball between her dentition."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather strap pushed through the holes and fastened behind her promontory silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to loosen it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her pains and out of devilry I took a distance of fine hemp forget me drug I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the other then under the first off and over the other so her agglomerate were most pronounced and then my phallus 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 penis inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistance what so ever. Her role were sopping either from my previous emissions or her own excitement but what ever it was absolute heaven. I regretted that I could not hold on her and that the guards must soon amount 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 heart 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 prat fell away leaving her tomentum untidy as any peasant maids though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the gabardine I had bought as a introduce for my sis around her, over her tether arms and I ordered her to watch over me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck and a length of Mexican valium soon had her picking her way barefoot along the severely baked earthen path towards the town.

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

"You have a harlot ?"the Bar custodian enquired.

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

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

"Yes that sounds full"I agreed,"how much for a piece of ass ?"

"Five Austrian schilling,"he suggesed,"Ten if she takes it up the ass hole ?"

"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 squander no prison term !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle and his shortsighted fat cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"Bend !"I ordered my bawd, and I pushed her head down over a board. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender tiff onto her ass to lube her and then repeatedly rammed his hammer psyche against her until trivial by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to bear his stopcock. She tried to call but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to recognise me, I did not understand till I realised I had grown a beard since I left.

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

"Not yet but you all may jerk off and make over it, it will facilitate keep on its cutis and haircloth nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the sign !"

I watched as half a dozen tyke dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen stopcock and began wanking. The cleaning lady was gasping like a very whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the tabular array edge but her teats were like fastball and wet was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a piece as boor after boor shot his load. Trails of multi coloured nerve from silver grey to almost tweed criss crossing her thin ripr lithe body like a goliath snail had crawled all over her. In her eye, in her hair's-breadth, up her back, on her tits and of course 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 time, the safety were aproaching so I slipped away towards my fathers star sign. I stopped percentage way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as a good deal of my face fungus 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 lock door and when they were let in require to jazz about the beard stranger and the princess. They did not make water any connective between the naked kindling covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their headwaiter and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to fuck her ass"On der Haus"at the mixologist invitation.

They left, but only after the other three had fucked her, I can not think 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 begetter at the forge,"Uncle Hans,"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 schilling ?"

"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 masturbate up her ass crack or titmouse dry hump 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 bite, not the rats and the right friends who didn't come back.

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

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

"Out back, we put the cunt 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 sass and Herr Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the troika I had put around the whore's neck.

"Five Schilings for to have it off her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her sass, 20 to wank over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to be intimate you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

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

I saw the star sign on the dog pen"Princes Cariline,"some soft touch had made, I wondered how they had not realised it really was her.

"I think I will have a core pie or some Knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

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

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to sense sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a good supper I went home to sleep in my own bed for the 1st meter in over two years.

first light came and went, the sun was way past the midday clip by the time I rose.

"Such a lazy bones,"female parent said,"You missed all the fervour, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus final stage dark, they had Princess Caroline there all the clip tied up !"

"I saw they had a smutty sporting lady,"I agreed.

"A alien brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten patch of silver,"she laughed,"Just think the bitch Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is justice in the world !"

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

"Yes, when ?"I asked

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

I grabbed my dress and followed Padre up the winding road to the drop top rook we called the Palace.

The courtyard was full of citizenry, the gallows ready erected.

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

They sat in a parentage, all the pompous patsy, King, Queen, Prince Lee Harvey Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different with clothes on, the Burgomeister, Town crier, Hangenmeister.

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

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

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

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

"It is called intimate harrassment Herr Peasant, 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 soil her cheeks redenning.

"Is it unfeigned ?"he asked.

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

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

"Do you know the penalisation for rape ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"destruction, or ask the wench for her hand in wedding, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law al-Qur'an,"I informed him,"War is boring, I only had a law book for company."

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

"will you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you serious ?"he asked.

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

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

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

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

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

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

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

"Anyone who can conquer you long enough to have it off you richly deserves you, '' the magnate sighed.

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

"How about a Brassica napus ?"I asked.

"Rape, Rape, ravishment !"the crowd chanted.

"Guards, take up 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 token resistor,"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 you whipped !"

The guard duty pulled the gown over her head leaving her nude. I knelt before her and started to fellate her go out breast. Her pap stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her kitty sassing. He slid in easily.

"bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly jazz. 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 find her breast and grope her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

"Go home I shall have it away you again tomorrow,"I ordered.

The king had early idea,"She is your wife you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her back until she is fat with a lusty shaver, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Oswald will oblige me."

I must have looked confused.

"My crony likes men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway sire 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 clock time you take me to the BierHaus I want to give birth 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 ?