Translated from the master copy Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The shuttle were singing. I rested a spell where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walking back to my father's house and blacksmith's store in Bad Wuttenberg.

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

I heard Equus caballus approach shot, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a bulwark as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped rightfield by me, a haughty young woman riding a gross white gelding with two outriders carrying shooting iron and swords on matching grey-haired stallions. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless Caucasian gloves.

"You there, bucolic,"she shouted,"Do you deliver no style ?"

"Who me ?"I enquired as I looked as she sneered at me, her face a masquerade 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 boldness contorted to a masquerade party of hatred,"safety seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard duty could respond I had the woman's sawbuck's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other sawhorse. Pandemoniam broke loose. The direct horse shied and bolted taking the two guard duty back the way they came, the safeguard clinging on as practiced they could. The woman's horse tried to rear but I held him"Let him go !"the woman shouted.

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

He shied and reared immediately throwing her off rest as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the bicycle seat and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the eatage beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the animal gruelling. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no rush 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 human foot,"rebelliousness !"

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

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

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

Her centre widened as I held it to her pharynx,"detention very still,"I warned before I reversed he knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her night-robe. The razor sharp boundary severed the fine material effortlessly, and tracing her sternum down with the smooth border I parted the wrapping and revealed her spell. Her bosom spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some months the enticement was almost irresistable.

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

"occlusive !"she said, `` In the name of my father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined clothing from her berm and bared her to the waist.

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

I pulled and pushed the ruined textile on down to her metrical foot leaving her all pinko and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to forestall me laying her on the Gunter Wilhelm Grass and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her boots and ruffs round her wrists she struggled in the dust as I released my fellow member from my lederhosen. He stood unwavering and proud ready for the action mechanism 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 impart wrist joint go as I guided my member between her womb's easygoing moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her hand and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my back with her fist. Shutting my mind to her objection I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her soft yielding lithe vernal body.

Her sass was opening and shutting like a bring fish, her breathing place rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their throb 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, stop, You will hang for this,"she said in fill in muddiness, for her body and her eyes said"Yes, Fuck me, harder, press harder !"

"Am I your commencement ?"I asked.

"And go,"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 role like an erupting shank orchis, flooding her uterus and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasure you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more than deference for me than I have for you, but you are a adult female and I am a man and a good fuck has no respect for propriety. Our parts work very nicely together so succeeding time we meet grow your doll and lay for me and I shall not demand to use my knife."

"future clip we meet you shall hang, now move over me your coat to shroud my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the adverse, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a rope around you and exhibit you through the village like a captive fancy woman,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groat 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 knife and showed her the razor piercing 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 ruffs at her wrists and slashed the cover on her fine iron heel before pulling boots and short silk stockings off to impart her entirely au naturel. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any peasant young woman but for her unclouded animal foot. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the stream use up it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had present tense for my parents and baby, among them a squeamish girish linen smock I had acquired from a market on our campaign. A small India gum elastic ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather belt of the finest quality as well as a measure of gold coins filled my back pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood nude before me. I ignored her and took the india natural rubber formal from my ring and cut into it with my sticker."What are you doing ?"she asked

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

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

"If you so much as have-to doe with me,"she said but with two holes in the glob it was the work of a second to usurp her from stern and wrench her jaw open so I coud force the ball between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a slender leather strap pushed through the mess and fastened behind her chief silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to unmake it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her pain in the ass and out of mischief I took a distance of fine cannabis rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one chest and under the other then under the first and over the former so her hillock were most marked and then my fellow member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my penis again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my extremity inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistance what so ever. Her parts were sopping either from my former emissions or her own excitement but what ever it was absolute Shangri-la. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the guards must soon come looking for me.

She looked me right in the eye and her physical structure matched mime jab 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 thing 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 tike maids though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a represent for my sister around her, over her tethered arms and I ordered her to watch me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck and a distance of roach soon had her picking her way barefoot along the hard baked earthen way towards the town.

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

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

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

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

"Yes that sounds secure"I agreed,"how much for a nookie ?"

"basketball team Schillings,"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 limited man like you to fuck."I insisted.

"Then I shall knock off no metre !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle and his short fat stopcock swollen like a knackwurst.

"bend !"I ordered my fancy woman, and I pushed her head down over a mesa. She almost fell but I held her while the bar legal tender spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock head against her until short by picayune her blind drunk ass bud slowly opened to accept his cock. She tried to scream but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to accredit me, I did not understand boulder clay I realised I had grown a face fungus since I left.

"How much to screw her mouthpiece ?"someone asked.

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

I watched as half a dozen peasants dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a really whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the barkeeper cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the mesa sharpness but her teats were the like heater and wet was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a piece as peasant after barbarian shot his burden. track of multi coloured spunk from silver greyness 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 back, on her breast and of course of instruction 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 precaution were aproaching so I slipped away towards my begetter sign. I stopped percentage 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 have worried.

Ten safety device had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in require to have sex about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not do any connection between the raw nerve covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three guard searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to get it on her ass"On der Haus"at the Barmans invitation.

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

For myself I greeted mother and sire 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 lady of pleasure at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Schillings ?"

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

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

"Of line you can, to be safe you should wank 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 bits, not the rats and the expert ally who didn't come back.

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

The cocotte 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 collar I had put around the whore's neck.

"basketball team Schilings for to have it away her ass, fifty dollar bill Pfennigs for her mouth, twenty to she-bop over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to get laid 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 tomfool had made, I wondered how they had not realised it really was her.

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

"You would rather eat knockwurst than give me a duration 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 good supper I went home to kip in my own bed for the get-go time in over two years.

cockcrow came and went, the sun was way past the high noon time by the time I rose.

"Such a otiose pearl,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus last dark, they had Princess Caroline there all the time tied up !"

"I saw they had a filthy tart,"I agreed.

"A stranger brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten pieces of silver,"she laughed,"Just recollect the gripe Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is judge in the world !"

My Father came to my way,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the sentry duty 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 clothes and followed don up the winding route to the cliff top rook we called the Palace.

The courtyard was fully of mass, the gallows quick erected.

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

They sat in a line, all the ceremonious motley fool, business leader, pansy, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather unlike with wearing apparel on, the Burgomeister, Town 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 daring you criticise your betters."he challenged.

"All men are compeer in the sight 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 primer her cheeks redenning.

"Is it unfeigned ?"he asked.

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

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

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

"last, or ask the wench for her paw in man and wife, it is on varlet 44 of the Wuttenberg law playscript,"I informed him,"War is boring, I only had a law record for company."

The King intervened,"So which do you choose ?"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 gear up and waiting.

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

"trade good, that's settled,"the tycoon announced,"I now pronounce you man and wife, and the rest of you case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

"Anyone who can overcome you long enough to make out you richly deserves you, '' the male monarch sighed.

"We want to see a wall hanging !"the boor demanded.

"How about a assault ?"I asked.

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

"guard duty, take my whore of a girl and strip her before Herr Peasant cuts her dress off again !"the business leader sighed,"And try to put up at least a tokenish electric resistance,"he suggested to her.

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

The sentry duty pulled the robes over her head leaving her defenseless. I knelt before her and started to suck her impart breast. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her pussy lips. He slid in easily.

"mongrel !"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 palpate her tits and grope her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

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

The king had former melodic theme,"She is your wife you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her rear until she is fat with a concupiscent child, I need an inheritor, its not as if Prince Oswald will obligate me."

I must stimulate looked confused.

"My sidekick likes men, or men's hammer up his ass to be accurate,"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 promiscuous to slice your pharynx,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."Next metre you take me to the BierHaus I want to own 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 ?