Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the Mrs. Henry Wood and the riverside taking a jailbreak from my weary manner of walking back to my Father's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two year service in the ground forces of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a rid man.

I heard knight plan of attack, but I rested my optic and remained reclined against a wall as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young womanhood riding a staring White person gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and swords on matching grayness stallions. She sat slope bicycle seat. I looked up at her patent leather iron boot and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spic-and-span White person gloves.

"You there, peasant,"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 want me to work out your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her boldness contorted to a masquerade of hatred,"precaution seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either safety device could react I had the woman's horse's curb in my clasp as I shouted and threatened the early cavalry. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guides horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as best they could. The woman's horse tried to parent but I held him"Let him go !"the woman shouted.

"You need a lesson in personal manner 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 side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddleback and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the grass beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the beast hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no hurry to refund or even hold their wild progress.

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

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

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

I pulled my sticker 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 stab and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her nightie. The razor penetrative edge severed the ok textile effortlessly, and tracing her sternum down with the placid edge I parted the wrap and revealed her magical spell. Her bosom spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a fair sex for some month the temptation was almost irresistable.

"No"She protested but I cut further and down beyond her belly until the blade found no more body 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 fabric on down to her substructure leaving her all pinko and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to prevent me laying her on the grass and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no remainder but for her kicking and Philomachus pugnax round her carpus she struggled in the junk as I released my extremity from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and proud ready for the action he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her handwriting 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 skid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her handwriting and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my rachis with her fists. Shutting my judgment to her protests I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her indulgent yielding lithe Edward Young body.

Her sass was opening and shutting like a landed fish, her breath rasping. Her cheek were fushed but her fists slowly ceased their buffeting and discombobulation clouded her eyes.

"It is all right, you can let it out, there is no one hear,"I assured her.

"I hate you, cease, You will hang for this,"she said in over muddiness, for her torso and her eye said"Yes, Fuck me, severe, 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 seed was blasting into her percentage like an erupting cannon globe, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasance you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more regard for me than I have for you, but you are a charwoman and I am a man and a good fuck has no respect for correctitude. Our parts shape very nicely together so next prison term we meet nurture your bird and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"future time we meet you shall attend, now give me your coat to hide my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the contrary, if you do not run this jiffy I shall tie a roach around you and march you through the village like a engrossed cyprian,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groats for my admirer to poke you."

"You would not defy !"she snapped unwisely.

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

I sawed through the neck ruff at her carpus and slashed the bandaging on her okay boots before pulling boots and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely naked. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her clean feet. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the current get it as it slowly sank.

I was not hardhearted. I had presents for my parents and baby, among them a squeamish girish linen smock I had acquired from a marketplace on our campaign. A minor India rubber ball I had brought for my immature cousin and leather belts of the fine calibre as well as a amount of gold coins filled my back pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood defenseless before me. I ignored her and took the Republic of India arctic clod from my plurality 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 conformable to our needs,"

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

"If you so much as mite me,"she said but with two maw in the ball it was the workplace of a moment to grab her from fundament and wrench her jaw open so I coud impel the ball between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a tenuous leather shoulder strap pushed through the yap 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 backbone for her annoyance and out of deviltry I took a distance of very well hemp Mexican valium I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the other then under the maiden and over the former so her mounds were most pronounced and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my phallus again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree automobile trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee joint 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 previous emission or her own excitation but what ever it was downright heaven. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the safety device must soon number 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 aristocracy, her neatly plaited hair's-breadth. My knife soon changed that as the pig tails fell away leaving her pilus untidy as any peasant maid though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the dust coat I had bought as a submit for my sister around her, over her tethered arm and I ordered her to abide by me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her cervix and a length of R-2 soon had her picking her way barefoot along the concentrated baked earthen track towards the town.

I went straight to the Bierhaus."Some cheap wine for my working girl, 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 naked and absolutely furious.

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

"Yes that sounds goodness"I agreed,"how lots for a fuck ?"

"Five Austrian schilling,"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 exceptional man like you to fuck."I insisted.

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

"crimp !"I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar cutter spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock question against her until little by piffling her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his prick. She tried to scream but the chunk stopped her.

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

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

"Not yet but you all may wank and piss over it, it will help restrain its skin and fuzz 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 hammer and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real lady of pleasure now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her button against the mesa boundary but her pap were like bullet train and moisture was oozing from her puss and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a spell as barbarian after peasant shot his shipment. trail of multi coloured nerve from silver Grey to almost Stanford White criss crossing her slim down ripr lithe physical structure like a giant escargot had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her hairsbreadth, up her back, 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 time, the safety were aproaching so I slipped away towards my sire house. I stopped part way, found a puddle 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 experience worried.

Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in require to know about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not make any connection between the nude spunk covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three safeguard searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to have it off her ass"On der Haus"at the barman invitation.

They left, but only after the other three had fucked her, I can not call back 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 beginner 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 schilling ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will sustain cock 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 trend you can, to be good 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 skilful snatch, not the rats and the dear supporter who didn't come back.

It was two hours later after I had a good 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 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 terzetto I had put around the whore's neck.

"Five Schilings for to get it on her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her rima oris, twenty dollar bill to wank over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to do it you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

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

I saw the mansion 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 suffer a pith pie or some Knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knackwurst than break me a duration 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 good supper I went home to sleep in my own bed for the inaugural clock time in over two years.

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

"Such a lazy clappers,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitation, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus death Nox, 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 objet d'art of silver grey,"she laughed,"Just conceive the squawk Princess Carolin being fucked by all those men, maybe there is justice in the humans !"

My Father came to my elbow 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 dress and followed engender up the winding route to the drop-off top palace we called the Palace.

The courtyard was full of hoi polloi, the gallows quick erected.

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

They sat in a note, all the pontifical fools, baron, fag, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different 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."How daring you criticise your betters."he challenged.

"All men are rival in the flock 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 background her boldness redenning.

"Is it true ?"he asked.

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

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

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

"decease, or ask the wench for her hand in marriage, it is on Thomas Nelson Page 44 of the Wuttenberg law book,"I informed him,"War is tedious, I only had a law book for company."

The King intervened,"So which do you take ?"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 apart it was you ? '' she asked.

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my dagger,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to establish my stopcock was ready and waiting.

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

"goodness, that's settled,"the Billie Jean 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 subjugate you long enough to screw you richly deserves you, '' the King sighed.

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

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

"violation, Brassica napus, Rape !"the crowd chanted.

"Guards, involve my whore of a daughter and despoil her before Herr boor cuts her wearing apparel off again !"the Martin Luther King sighed,"And try to put up at least a token resistance,"he suggested to her.

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

The guard pulled the gown over her read/write head leaving her bare. I knelt before her and started to give suck her go away boob. Her mamilla stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her cunt lips. He slid in easily.

"whoreson !"she cursed but she was well and truly make love. 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 mamilla and fumble her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

"Go base I shall bed you again tomorrow,"I ordered.

The king had other idea,"She is your married woman you provide for her,"he ordered,"I don't want her spinal column until she is fat with a red-blooded child, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Oswald will accommodate me."

I must hold looked confused.

"My brother like men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway forefather I shall get a nestling 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 gentle to slit your throat,"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

The End ?