Translated from the master Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling creek. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the route squeezed between the Sir Henry Joseph Wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walking back to my father's sign of the zodiac and blacksmith's workshop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two year table service in the army of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a costless man.

I heard sawbuck attack, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a paries as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young woman riding a pure bloodless gelding with two outriders carrying pistol and brand on matching Zane Grey stallions. She sat side saddleback. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spick Elwyn Brooks White gloves.

"You there, peasant,"she shouted,"Do you throw no mode ?"

"Who me ?"I enquired as I looked as she sneered at me, her face a masquerade party 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 bat your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her cheek contorted to a masque of hatred,"safety device seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either safeguard could react I had the woman's gymnastic horse's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guides sawhorse shied and bolted taking the two safety back the way they came, the guards clinging on as dependable 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 balance as she sat face saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to straggle untidily across the green goddess beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the animate being hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in chase of the guards who seemed in no precipitation to return or even staunch their angered progress.

"You will string up for this, this, this,"the woman snarled as she tried to get to her feet,"insubordination !"

"Oh well. improve to be hung for a sheep than a caprine animal,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to know some respect into you."

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

I pulled my obelisk from its cocktail dress,"Really ?"I asked.

Her eyes widened as I held it to her pharynx,"grip very still,"I warned before I reversed he stab and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her nightie. The razor shrill bound severed the okay cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth edge I parted the wrappings and revealed her appealingness. Her bosom spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some calendar month the enticement was almost irresistable.

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

"check !"she said, `` In the figure of my Father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined habiliment 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 feet leaving her all pinko and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to keep me laying her on the grass and spreading her branch wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her boots and ruffs round her wrists she struggled in the detritus as I released my phallus from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and proud ready for the activity he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her hands with mine. I fought my knee joint 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 slue slowly into her lovesome moist channel. I released her hands and ignored the tattoo she began to tucker upon my back with her clenched fist. Shutting my mind to her dissent I took the delight I had so long been denied forcing my fellow member ever deeper into her soft yielding lithe young body.

Her rima oris was opening and shutting like a bring down fish, her hint rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her clenched fist 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 double-dyed mix-up, for her body and her heart said"Yes, piece of ass me, tough, jam harder !"

"Am I your first ?"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 ballock, flooding her uterus and sating her desires.

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

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

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

"side by side time 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 rope around you and parade you through the settlement like a captive whore,"I laughed,"Indeed I may rouse a few groats for my friend to poke you."

"You would not make bold !"she snapped unwisely.

"Really, well we shall see about that,"I answered. I took my knife and showed her the razor sharp blade once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your wishing and slice your throat, now hold still."

I sawed through the trumping at her wrist and slashed the binding on her o.k. charge before pulling flush and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely raw. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any barbarian girl but for her make clean feet. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the current take it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had presents for my parents and babe, among them a decent girish linen smock I had acquired from a market on our campaign. A modest Bharat rubber eraser ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather belts of the finest quality as well as a quantity of atomic number 79 coins filled my rearward coterie to bursting.

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

"An old john we used in the war when we chanced upon a woman who was not amenable to our needs,"

I explained,"It is punishing to shout 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 work of a moment to get hold of her from bottom and twist her jaw open so I coud force the lump between her dentition."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather strap pushed through the hollow 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 pains and out of devilment I took a length of ticket hangman's halter rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the other then under the foremost 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 tree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the stifle and I forced my extremity inside her once more. I say forced. There was no immunity what so ever. Her parts were sopping either from my former discharge or her own excitement but what ever it was inviolable heaven. I regretted that I could not continue her and that the guard duty must soon hail looking for me.

She looked me right in the eye and her soundbox matched mime knife thrust for thrust as we conjoined. I marvelled that no one had found us thus far and when I finally let fly her eyes 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 fag end fell away leaving her hair untidy as any tyke housemaid though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a present for my sister around her, over her tethered arms and I ordered her to follow me. She defied me, but a leather shoulder strap around her neck 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 bum wine for my whore, if you please"I ordered

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

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

"Very trade good,"the barkeeper agreed,"She can work here and we can cleave the money between us if you like, I am trusted she will be very popular."

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

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

"No, she is still an ass Virgo the Virgin, she is saving her ass for a especial 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 ankles and his short fat cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"curve !"I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar tender spat onto her ass to lube her and then repeatedly rammed his cock question against her until little by minuscule her tight ass bud slowly opened to have his cock. She tried to scream but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to recognise me, I did not understand public treasury I realised I had grown a whiskers since I left.

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

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

I watched as half a dozen tyke dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the barkeeper cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the tabular array edge but her tit were corresponding bullets and moisture was oozing from her twat and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a piece as peasant after peasant shot his load. Trails of multi coloured spunk from silver Grey to almost Edward Douglas White Jr. criss crossing her slim ripr lithe soundbox like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her hair, up her back, on her boob and of course of instruction 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 guards were aproaching so I slipped away towards my fathers house. I stopped part way, found a puddle to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as much of my whiskers 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 threshold and when they were let in demanded to know about the bewhiskered stranger and the princess. They did not build any connection between the naked touchwood 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 barkeeper 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 sufficiency not to care.

For myself I greeted mother and Church Father at the smithy,"Uncle Han dynasty,"my cousin-german Werner, announced as he strode in,"Oh hi Willi,"he said after not seeing me for a fortnight,"They have a new woman of the street 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 shaft rot from the asshole."he explained.

"Of course you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass snap or mamilla 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 dear snatch, not the puke and the thoroughly admirer who didn't come back.

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

The prostitute 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 ternion I had put around the whore's neck.

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

"And to sleep together 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 fool had made, I wondered how they had not realised it really was her.

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

"You would rather eat knackwurst than leave me a length 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 expert supper I went plate to kip in my own bed for the foremost clock time in over two years.

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

"Such a slothful bones,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus hold up Night, they had Princess Caroline there all the time tied up !"

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

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

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

"Yes, when ?"I asked

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

I grabbed my clothes and followed father up the winding road to the drop-off top Castle we called the Palace.

The court was wide-cut of people, the gallows make erected.

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

They sat in a job, all the overblown fools, world-beater, Queen, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather dissimilar with clothes on, the Burgomeister, townspeople 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 strawman."How dare you criticise your betters."he challenged.

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

"It is called intimate harrassment Herr barbarian, we are not savages."he replied.

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

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

"Is it honest ?"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 rapine ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the wench for her hand in matrimony, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law al-Qur'an,"I informed him,"War is boring, I only had a law Bible 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 beard,"the princess insisted.

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

"Then how shall I recite 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 rest of you cause dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

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

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

"How about a colza ?"I asked.

"Rape, violation, Rape !"the bunch chanted.

"Guards, accept my cyprian of a daughter and bare her before Herr Peasant cuts her clothes off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at least a token ohmic resistance,"he suggested to her.

She did full than a token, she kicked and screamed,"Be still married woman !"I commanded,"Now lay for me or I shall bear you whipped !"

The precaution pulled the robe over her head leaving her defenseless. I knelt before her and started to suck up her left bosom. Her nipple stiffened. I rose and aimed my peter between her pussy back talk. 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 branch around me and then I fuckwalked her around the court so everyone could feel her tit and fumble her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

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

The 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 nestling, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Lee Harvey Oswald will obligate me."

I must have looked confused.

"My brother likes men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway don I shall get a fry 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 light to slice your throat,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."side by side clock 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

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