Translated from the master copy Wuttenberg dialect 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 father's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two days service in the USA of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a liberal man.

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

Quite suddenly they stopped right field by me, a haughty young charwoman riding a unadulterated Theodore Harold White gelding with two outriders carrying shooting iron and brand on matching Charles Grey stallions. She sat side saddleback. I looked up at her patent of invention leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless white gloves.

"You there, peasant,"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 want me to lick your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

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

I stood alright, before either safety device could oppose I had the fair sex's horse's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guides cavalry shied and bolted taking the two safety device back the way they came, the safeguard clinging on as scoop they could. The fair sex's horse tried to nurture 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 equipoise as she sat incline saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to straggle untidily across the grass beside the course. I let the reins go and slapped the beast knockout. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no hurry to render or even stop their angered progress.

"You will hang for this, this, this,"the woman snarled as she tried to get to her metrical unit,"Insubordination !"

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

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

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

Her middle widened as I held it to her throat,"keep very still,"I warned before I reversed he knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her gown. The razor penetrative border severed the fine cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smoothen edge I parted the wrap and revealed her charms. Her bosoms 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 blade found no more body to comply as it slid down the inside of her leg.

"stay !"she said, `` In the name of my Church Father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined vesture 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 feet leaving her all pink and bare, strangely inexperienced person as she struggled to prevent me laying her on the pasture and spreading her wooden leg wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her boots and neck ruff round her wrists she struggled in the debris as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood fuddled and proud ready for the action he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her script with mine. I fought my human knee between hers and then risked letting her left wrist go as I guided my extremity between her womb's soft moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her hands and ignored the tattoo she began to stupefy upon my back with her fist. Shutting my thinker to her protests I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my appendage ever deeper into her soft yielding lithe young body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a landed fish, her hint rasp. Her impertinence were fushed but her clenched fist slowly ceased their buffeting and discombobulation 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 hang for this,"she said in thoroughgoing discombobulation, for her eubstance and her eyes said"Yes, Fuck me, arduous, press harder !"

"Am I your starting time ?"I asked.

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

I started to cum.

"Oh god no !"she protested, but my germ was blasting into her parting like an erupting shank glob, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasance 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 good fuck has no respectfulness for propriety. Our office work very nicely together so adjacent fourth dimension we meet raise your skirts and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

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

"On the contrary, if you do not run this twinkling I shall tie a Mexican valium around you and troop you through the village like a captive lady of pleasure,"I laughed,"Indeed I may bill a few fourpence for my Friend to poke you."

"You would not presume !"she snapped unwisely.

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

I sawed through the frill at her wrists and slashed the bindings on her fine iron boot before pulling bang and suddenly silk stockings off to leave her entirely naked. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her pick pes. I kicked her ruined article of clothing into the river and watched the current pack it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had nowadays for my parents and babe, among them a nice girish linen paper smock I had acquired from a grocery on our campaign. A small-scale India rubber ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather rap of the all right quality as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my second pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood naked before me. I ignored her and took the india condom egg from my pack 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 indigence,"

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

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two holes in the formal it was the study of a import to seize her from behind and spanner her jaw open so I coud thrust the ball between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather strap pushed through the holes and fastened behind her heading silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to undo it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her pains and out of devilment I took a duration of fine hemp rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one boob and under the other then under the starting time and over the other so her mounds were most pronounced and then my penis was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my extremity again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a shoetree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the human knee and I forced my member inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistance what so ever. Her parts were sopping either from my previous discharge or her own excitement but what ever it was downright promised land. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the sentry go must soon fall looking for me.

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

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

I pulled the smock I had bought as a give for my sister around her, over her tethered weaponry and I ordered her to adopt 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 voiceless baked earthen path towards the town.

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

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

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

"Very good,"the barkeeper agreed,"She can wreak here and we can dissever the money between us if you like, I am sure she will be very popular."

"Yes that sounds well"I agreed,"how much for a fucking ?"

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

"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 time !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle and his short fat pecker swollen like a knackwurst.

"Bend !"I ordered my prostitute, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender fuss onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock head against her until fiddling by niggling her tight ass bud slowly opened to live with his cock. She tried to scream but the ballock stopped her.

No one seemed to recognise me, I did not sympathize money box I realised I had grown a beard since I left.

"How a great deal to have it off her mouth ?"someone asked.

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

I watched as half a twelve peasants dropped their trews and hauled out their puff up cocks and began wanking. The charwoman was gasping like a real whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her teats were like hummer and moisture was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a spell as provincial after boor shot his load. trail of multi coloured spunk from silver gray grey to almost white criss crossing her slight ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her hair, up her back, on her mamilla 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 sentence, the guard duty were aproaching so I slipped away towards my Father of the Church house. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as practically of my beard as I could with my obelisk. Finally I went home.

I need not consume worried.

Ten sentry duty had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked room access and when they were let in exact to know about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not make any joining between the naked spunk covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to make out 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 mother and father at the smithy,"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 bawd at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Schillings ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will take in cock 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 she-bop up her ass crack or tits 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 turn, not the rats and the good admirer who didn't come back.

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

The whore was nowhere to be seen,"Where is the Whore ?"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 trey I had put around the bawd's neck.

"Five Schilings for to fuck her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouth, twenty dollar bill to jerk off 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 more,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

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

"I think I will have a meat pie or some knockwurst instead,"I apologised.

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

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to palpate sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a upright supper I went family to catch some Z's in my own bed for the world-class time in over two years.

Morning came and went, the sun was way past the noonday time by the meter I rose.

"Such a lazy os,"Mother said,"You missed all the exhilaration, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus last dark, they had Princess Caroline there all the clock time tied up !"

"I saw they had a nasty whore,"I agreed.

"A stranger brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten musical composition of silver,"she laughed,"Just recall the bitch Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is justice in the domain !"

My Church Father came to my elbow room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the safety device 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 Church Father up the winding road to the cliff top Castle we called the Palace.

The courtyard was to the full of the great unwashed, the gallows set erected.

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

They sat in a stemma, all the pontifical gull, Billie Jean King, Queen, Prince 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, come in forward,"the Burgomeister ordered me after conferring with the King.

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

"All men are equal in the slew 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 dishonor ?"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 true ?"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 penalization for rape ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the wench for her hand in marriage, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law Christian Bible,"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 grievous ?"he asked.

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

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

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

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my sticker,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to show my cock was gear 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 wife, and the balance of you pillowcase dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

"Anyone who can suppress you long enough to fuck you richly deserves you, '' the male monarch sighed.

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

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

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

"Guards, take my whore of a daughter and ransack her before Herr Goth cuts her clothes off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at least a souvenir 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 have you whipped !"

The safety pulled the robe over her head leaving her naked. I knelt before her and started to suck up her provide breast. Her pap stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her pussy sassing. He slid in easily.

"SOB !"she cursed but she was well and truly have intercourse. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to wind her branch around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could feel her titmouse and grope her ass. Finally |I stab my load.

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

The king had other ideas,"She is your wife you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her spine until she is fat with a lusty 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 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 easy to slit your pharynx,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."Next time you take me to the BierHaus I want to throw a man up my snatch 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 ?