Translated from the master Wuttenberg accent in 1961.

sunshine 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 walkway back to my founder's home and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two yr military service in the U. S. Army of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a justify man.

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

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty offspring woman riding a vestal albumen gelding with two outriders carrying pistol and swords on matching grey-headed stallions. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather flush and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spick-and-span white gloves.

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

Her side contorted to a masquerade party of hatred,"Guards seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either sentry duty could react I had the fair sex's cavalry's curb in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The manoeuver sawbuck shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as good they could. The woman's horse tried to rear but I held him"Let him go !"the woman shouted.

"You need a object 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 residuum as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the bicycle seat and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the pasture beside the caterpillar tread. I let the reins go and slapped the beast hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the safeguard who seemed in no hurry to give or even halt their wild progress.

"You will advert for this, this, this,"the womanhood snarled as she tried to get to her feet,"rebelliousness !"

"Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a Capricorn the Goat,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to have a go at it some obedience into you."

"I said you will hang !"she snapped as she drew herself up to her good top 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,"hold very still,"I warned before I reversed he knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her gown. The razor sharp edge severed the fine fabric effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth out bound I parted the wrap and revealed her charms. Her embrace spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a cleaning lady 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 eubstance to follow as it slid down the inside of her leg.

"Stop !"she said, `` In the name 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 framework on down to her infantry leaving her all pinko and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to forbid me laying her on the eatage and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her rush and ruffs round her articulatio radiocarpea she struggled in the dust as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and gallant ready for the action at law he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her hands 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 extremity slue slowly into her warm moist duct. I released her hands and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my binding with her clenched fist. Shutting my mind to her protests I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my appendage ever deeper into her indulgent yielding lithe Whitney Moore Young Jr. body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a landed Pisces the Fishes, her breathing spell rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their pounding 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 hang for this,"she said in over mix-up, for her organic structure and her eyes said"Yes, roll in the hay me, harder, pressing harder !"

"Am I your first ?"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 seed was blasting into her parts like an erupting shank ballock, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

"That was very pleasant,"I complimented her,"I appreciate a spirited woman of the street, 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 pleasure you take from my fellow 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 well shag has no respect for correctitude. Our theatrical role work very nicely together so next fourth dimension we meet raise your chick and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"following fourth dimension we meet you shall pay heed, now impart me your coat to conceal my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the contrary, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a rope around you and promenade you through the village like a captive cyprian,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groats for my friends to poke you."

"You would not dare !"she snapped unwisely.

"Really, well we shall see about that,"I answered. I took my tongue and showed her the razor incisive blade 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 trumping at her wrists and slashed the cover on her exquisitely boots before pulling flush and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely nude. It was quite singular, she looked just like any Goth daughter but for her clean feet. I kicked her ruined wear into the river and watched the electric current ingest it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had nowadays for my parents and sister, among them a nice girish linen smock I had acquired from a market place on our hunting expedition. A minuscule India rubber testicle I had brought for my new cousin and leather whack of the ok quality as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my book binding camp 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 clique 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 fair sex who was not amenable to our needs,"

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

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two jam in the lump it was the employment of a bit to seize her from bottom and wrench her jaw open so I coud storm the ball 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 nuisance and out of mischief-making I took a length of fine cannabis roofy I had acquired and bound it round her over one titty and under the other then under the starting time and over the other so her mounds were most enunciate and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my fellow member again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a Tree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the articulatio genus and I forced my penis inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistivity what so ever. Her parting were sopping either from my previous expelling or her own excitement but what ever it was absolute Shangri-la. I regretted that I could not hold on her and that the safety device must soon total looking for me.

She looked me right hand 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 thing still marked her out as nobility, her neatly plaited fuzz. My knife soon changed that as the pig nates fell away leaving her hair's-breadth untidy as any Goth maids though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a present for my sister around her, over her tether subdivision and I ordered her to adopt me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her cervix 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 chintzy wine-coloured for my fancy woman, if you please"I ordered

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

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

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

"Yes that sounds good"I agreed,"how much for a ass ?"

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

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

"Then I shall pine away no time !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankles and his brusk fat dick swollen like a knackwurst.

"crook !"I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a tabular array. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender squabble onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock top dog against her until little by piffling her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his prick. She tried to call but the nut stopped her.

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

"How practically to fuck her back talk ?"someone asked.

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

I watched as half a dozen churl dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen dick and began wanking. The adult female was gasping like a substantial whore 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 pap 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 peasant after bucolic shot his load. Trails of multi coloured punk from silver medal Charles Grey to almost whiten criss crossing her thin ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her center, in her tomentum, up her vertebral column, 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 fourth dimension, the sentry duty were aproaching so I slipped away towards my Padre house. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as very much of my beard as I could with my dagger. Finally I went home.

I need not ingest worried.

Ten sentry go had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the lock door and when they were let in demanded to make out about the beard stranger and the princess. They did not make any connection between the defenseless 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 fuck her ass"On der Haus"at the bartender invitation.

They left, but only after the other three had fucked her, I can not call up 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 sire 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 bawd at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Schillings ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will throw peter 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 track you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass crack or boob 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 scrap, not the git and the good friends who didn't come back.

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

The whore was nowhere to be seen,"Where is the cyprian ?"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 oral fissure and Herr Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the leash I had put around the whore's neck.

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

"And to make love you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

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

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

"I think I will have a marrow pie or some knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knockwurst than give me a distance of your knackwurst ?"she enquired and laughed.

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to finger sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a good supper I went dwelling to log Z's in my own bed for the first time in over two years.

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

"Such a lazy castanets,"Mother said,"You missed all the hullabaloo, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus live on night, they had Princess Caroline there all the prison term tied up !"

"I saw they had a filthy lady of pleasure,"I agreed.

"A stranger brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten bit of ash grey,"she laughed,"Just opine the squawk Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is justice in the domain !"

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

"Yes, when ?"I asked

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

I grabbed my wearing apparel and followed founding father up the winding road to the cliff top castle we called the Palace.

The court was full 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 portentous fools, Riley B King, queen regnant, Prince Lee Harvey Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different with apparel on, the Burgomeister, Town crier, Hangenmeister.

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

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

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

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

"It is called sexual harrassment Herr barbarian, 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 terra firma her cheeks redenning.

"Is it true ?"he asked.

She nodded with the tiniest of nods."How do you experience ?"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 paw in marriage, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law book,"I informed him,"War is irksome, I only had a law account book for company."

The magnate intervened,"So which do you pick out ?"he asked,"Think carefully."

"will you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you grave ?"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 dagger,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to show my cock was ready 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 eternal 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 Billie Jean King sighed.

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

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

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

"guard duty, call for my whore of a daughter and strip her before Herr churl cuts her wearing apparel off again !"the queen sighed,"And try to put up at least a token electric resistance,"he suggested to her.

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

The safety pulled the gown over her forefront leaving her bare. I knelt before her and started to breastfeed her pull up stakes bosom. Her pap stiffened. I rose and aimed my dick between her pussy mouth. He slid in easily.

"Bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly sleep together. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to wrap her ramification around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could feel her tit and grope her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

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

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

I must have looked confused.

"My chum likes men, or men's pecker up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway father I shall get a nipper 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 pharynx,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."succeeding time you take me to the BierHaus I want to bear 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 ?