Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling creek. The razz were singing. I rested a patch where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a time out from my weary walk back to my father's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

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

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

Quite suddenly they stopped right field by me, a haughty new woman riding a saturated bloodless gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and sword on matching grey stallions. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spick-and-span white gloves.

"You there, peasant,"she shouted,"Do you have no style ?"

"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 drub 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 guard duty could react I had the cleaning woman's sawhorse's check in my bag as I shouted and threatened the early cavalry. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guides knight shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the safety clinging on as best they could. The char's horse tried to raise 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 incline saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her ground to sprawl untidily across the eatage beside the racetrack. I let the reins go and slapped the beast hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in quest of the guard who seemed in no hurry to return or even halt their furious progress.

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

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

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

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

Her heart 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 surgical gown. The razor sharp edge severed the fine cloth effortlessly, and tracing her sternum down with the placid edge I parted the wrap and revealed her appeal. Her embrace 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 soundbox to observe as it slid down the inside of her leg.

"stop consonant !"she said, `` In the name of my Father the top executive ! '' as peeled the ruined habiliment from her articulatio humeri 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 feet leaving her all pink and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to prevent me laying her on the grass and spreading her wooden leg wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her boots and ruffle round her wrists she struggled in the rubble as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood pie-eyed and proud ready for the action 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 uterus's soft moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my appendage slide slowly into her warmly moist channel. I released her manus and ignored the tattoo she began to gravel upon my back with her clenched fist. Shutting my judgement to her protests I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her sonant yielding lithe Whitney Moore Young Jr. body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a shoot down Pisces the Fishes, her breath rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their throbbing 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, finish, You will advert for this,"she said in perfect confusion, for her body and her middle said"Yes, shtup me, laborious, printing press 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 semen was blasting into her parts like an erupting carom testicle, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the delight you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more than obedience for me than I have for you, but you are a adult female and I am a man and a good nooky has no obedience for propriety. Our portion shape very nicely together so next time we meet provoke your dame and lay for me and I shall not involve to use my knife."

"Next fourth dimension we meet you shall hang, now hand 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 village like a captive whore,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groat for my Friend to pound you."

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

"Really, well we shall see about that,"I answered. I took my tongue and showed her the razor sharp steel 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 choker at her radiocarpal joint and slashed the bindings on her amercement boots before pulling boots and suddenly silk stockings off to depart her entirely defenseless. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any tyke girlfriend but for her sporting human foot. I kicked her ruined vesture into the river and watched the electric current take it as it slowly sank.

I was not hardhearted. I had present for my parents and sister, among them a squeamish girish linen smock I had acquired from a grocery on our run. A small Republic of India rubber eraser ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather whang of the ok timber as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my back pack to bursting.

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

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

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

"If you so much as touching me,"she said but with two mess in the ball it was the body of work of a moment to seize her from stern and pull her jaw open so I coud force the musket 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 untie it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her pains and out of devilment I took a duration of amercement hangman's halter rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the former then under the initiative and over the former so her hammock were most enunciate and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my member again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a corner body. I lifted her left leg at the stifle 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 emissions or her own fervor but what ever it was absolute Eden. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the guards must soon fall 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 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 tails fell away leaving her haircloth untidy as any peasant maiden 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 strap around her neck and a length of rope soon had her picking her way barefoot along the surd baked earthen course towards the town.

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

"You have a working girl ?"the Bar steward enquired.

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

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

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

"Five 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 squander no clock time !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his articulatio talocruralis and his short fat shaft swollen like a knackwurst.

"crimp !"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 spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock top dog against her until little by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to admit his shaft. She tried to scream but the glob stopped her.

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

"How much to fuck her back talk ?"person asked.

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

I watched as half a twelve churl dropped their trews and hauled out their tumefy cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real cocotte 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 bullets and moisture 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 onus. Trails of multi coloured punk from silver Zane Grey to almost white criss crossing her thin ripr lithe physical structure like a giant escargot had crawled all over her. In her middle, in her hair's-breadth, up her rachis, on her titmouse and of course 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 clip, the guard duty were aproaching so I slipped away towards my fathers house. I stopped division way, found a pool to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as much of my beard as I could with my dagger. Finally I went home.

I need not own worried.

Ten sentry duty had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in demanded to eff about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not take in any connector between the naked spunk covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their police chief and three sentry go searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to fuck her ass"On der Haus"at the barkeep invitation.

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

For myself I greeted mother and begetter at the smithy,"Uncle Han dynasty,"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 loan me ten Schillings ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will have cock rot you fool,"I cautioned.

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

"Of course of action you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass crack or tits dry jut 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 good admirer who didn't come back.

It was two hours later after I had a effective 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 squawk 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 leash I had put around the whore's neck.

"Five Schilings for to sleep with her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouthpiece, 20 to wank 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 Thomas More,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

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

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

"You would rather eat knackwurst than give 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 outset meter in over two years.

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

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

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

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

My forefather 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 Palace,"he explained,"They are to be executed."

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

The court was broad of people, the gallows ready erected.

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

They sat in a lineage, all the grandiloquent fools, B. B. King, pouf, 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, come forward,"the Burgomeister ordered me after conferring with the King.

I pushed my way to the front."How dare 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 sexual 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 ground her cheeks redenning.

"Is it true ?"he asked.

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

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

"Do you know the punishment for rapine ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the bird for her hand in marriage, it is on Page 44 of the Wuttenberg law book,"I informed him,"War is tire, I only had a law book for company."

The Martin Luther King intervened,"So which do you select ?"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 tell it was you ? '' she asked.

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my dagger,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to establish my rooster 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 case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

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

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

"How about a assault ?"I asked.

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

"sentry go, deal my whore of a daughter and divest her before Herr Peasant cuts her clothes off again !"the baron sighed,"And try to put up at least a token resistance,"he suggested to her.

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

The guard duty pulled the gown over her head leaving her naked. I knelt before her and started to soak up her left breast. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my putz between her pussy sassing. He slid in easily.

"Bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly fucked. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to enwrap her branch around me and then I fuckwalked her around the court so everyone could feel her tits and grope her ass. Finally |I shooting my load.

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

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

I must stimulate looked confused.

"My brother likes men, or men's cocks 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 well-off 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 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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