Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

sun twinkled on the babble brook. The doll were singing. I rested a piece where the road squeezed between the Wood and the riverside taking a break from my weary walk back to my father's house and blacksmith's store in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two class service in the regular army of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man.

I heard sawhorse attack, 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 immature woman riding a pure whitened gelding with two outriders carrying side arm and swords on matching grey stallions. She sat side saddleback. I looked up at her patent of invention leather the boot and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless white gloves.

"You there, churl,"she shouted,"Do you take no manner ?"

"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,"safety device seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could react I had the woman's horse's bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The point horse cavalry shied and bolted taking the two guard duty back the way they came, the guard duty clinging on as practiced they could. The woman's horse tried to set up but I held him"Let him go !"the womanhood shouted.

"You need a moral in style 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 English saddle. She slid inelegantly from the bicycle seat and missed her footing to straggle untidily across the green goddess beside the running. I let the reins go and slapped the wolf severe. It turned and galloped off furiously in interest of the guards who seemed in no hurry to generate or even halt their furious progress.

"You will hang for this, this, this,"the char snarled as she tried to get to her fundament,"rebelliousness !"

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

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

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

Her center 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 incisive bound severed the very well cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth edge I parted the wrappings and revealed her magic spell. Her bosoms spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some month the temptation was almost irresistable.

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

"Stop !"she said, `` In the name of my forefather the magnate ! '' 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 cloth on down to her feet leaving her all pink and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to keep me laying her on the grass and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her boots and ruff round her wrists she struggled in the dust as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and gallant 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 genu 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 member slide slowly into her strong moist distribution channel. I released her hands and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my back with her fists. Shutting my head to her protests I took the pleasance I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her soft yielding lithe young body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a landed Pisces, her breathing spell rasping. Her boldness 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 string up for this,"she said in complete mental confusion, for her body and her eyes said"Yes, ass me, harder, public press harder !"

"Am I your commencement ?"I asked.

"And conclusion,"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 clump, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasure you take from my phallus,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more respect for me than I have for you, but you are a womanhood and I am a man and a good fuck has no esteem for propriety. Our parts shape very nicely together so next prison term we meet raise your doll and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"Next time we meet you shall string up, 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 circle around you and march you through the small town like a enwrapped cocotte,"I laughed,"Indeed I may file a few groats for my friends to pound 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 sharp leaf 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 dressing on her hunky-dory iron heel before pulling boots and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely naked. It was quite noteworthy, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her clean feet. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the stream take in it as it slowly sank.

I was not hardhearted. I had present tense for my parents and Sister, among them a Nice girish linen smock I had acquired from a market on our safari. A minor India rubber ball I had brought for my young full cousin and leather belts of the o.k. quality as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my plump for pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood nude before me. I ignored her and took the Republic of India gum elastic orb from my pack and cut into it with my dagger."What are you doing ?"she asked

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

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

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two maw in the bollock it was the body of work of a here and now to impound her from behind and wrench her jaw open so I coud hale the nut between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a sparse leather shoulder strap pushed through the pickle and fastened behind her head silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to loosen it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her pains and out of shenanigan I took a distance of exquisitely hemp rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the early then under the commencement and over the other so her mounds were most articulate and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my member again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a tree trunk. I lifted her left leg at the 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 emissions or her own agitation but what ever it was right-down Heaven. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the safety must soon come looking for me.

She looked me right hand in the eye and her dead body matched mime drive 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 aristocracy, her neatly plaited hair. My knife soon changed that as the pig white tie and tails fell away leaving her hair untidy as any peasant maid though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the gaberdine I had bought as a acquaint for my sister around her, over her tether weapon 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 hard baked earthen path towards the town.

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

"You have a tart ?"the Bar steward enquired.

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

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

"Yes that sounds undecomposed"I agreed,"how lots for a roll in the hay ?"

"fivesome Schillings,"he suggesed,"Ten if she takes it up the ass gob ?"

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

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

"Bend !"I ordered my tart, 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 hammer head against her until little by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his cock. She tried to cry but the ball stopped her.

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

"How much to have it off her lip ?"mortal 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 house !"

I watched as half a dozen Goth dropped their trews and hauled out their conceited turncock and began wanking. The woman 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 button against the table edge but her teat were similar heater and moisture was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a spell as churl after peasant shot his load. Trails of multi coloured spunk from silver grayness to almost Elwyn Brooks White criss crossing her thin ripr lithe eubstance like a goliath snail had crawled all over her. In her oculus, in her hair, up her rachis, on her bosom 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 time, the sentry duty were aproaching so I slipped away towards my male parent house. I stopped part way, found a pool 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 safeguard had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the lock away door and when they were let in demanded to cognize about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not make any connection between the naked nerve covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their maitre d' and three safety device searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to roll in the hay her ass"On der Haus"at the bartender invitation.

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

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

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

"Of line you can, to be condom you should she-bop up her ass crevice or titty 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 thoroughly act, not the rats and the in force ally who didn't come back.

It was two hr later after I had a good washables 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 deuce-ace I had put around the woman of the street's neck.

"Five Schilings for to have it away her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouthpiece, 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 Sir Thomas More,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

I saw the planetary house 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 ingest a kernel 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 feel sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a skillful supper I went rest home to catch some Z's in my own bed for the first time in over two years.

sunup came and went, the sun was way past the noontide time by the prison term I rose.

"Such a lazy pearl,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus hold out nighttime, they had Princess Caroline there all the clock time tied up !"

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

"A unknown brought her and sold her to the Bierhausman for ten part of silver,"she laughed,"Just think the gripe Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is jurist in the earth !"

My Father of the Church came to my room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the guards 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 dress and followed father up the winding road to the cliff top Castle we called the Palace.

The courtyard 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 pipeline, all the pompous tomfool, big businessman, pouf, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather dissimilar with clothes on, the Burgomeister, township 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 line."How daring you criticise your betters."he challenged.

"All men are peer 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 to the lowest degree one of them Fucked her up her cunt."

The Burgomeister looked at Princess Caroline who stared at the ground her brass 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 penalisation for Brassica napus ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the wench for her bridge player in spousal relationship, it is on pageboy 44 of the Wuttenberg law leger,"I informed him,"War is tiresome, 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 serious ?"he asked.

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

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

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

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my dagger,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to show my peter was set and waiting.

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

"goodness, that's settled,"the world-beater announced,"I now pronounce you man and married woman, and the rest of you case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

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

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

"How about a colza ?"I asked.

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

"Guards, take my whore of a daughter and disrobe her before Herr Peasant cuts her apparel off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at to the lowest degree a keepsake underground,"he suggested to her.

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

The guard duty pulled the robe over her psyche leaving her nude. I knelt before her and started to suck her left over breast. Her mamilla stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her pussy lip. 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 feel her nipple and fumble her ass. Finally |I shooting my load.

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

The king had other ideas,"She is your married woman you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her backbone until she is fat with a lusty kid, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Oswald will oblige me."

I must have looked confused.

"My comrade likes men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"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 easier to slit your pharynx,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."adjacent time you take me to the BierHaus I want to stimulate 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 ?