Translated from the master copy Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The doll were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the forest and the riverbank taking a pause from my weary pass back to my father's house and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two years serve in the regular army of the archway Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a discharge man.

I heard horses approach, but I rested my centre and remained reclined against a wall as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right hand by me, a haughty vernal char riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and blade on matching grey stallion. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless white gloves.

"You there, peasant,"she shouted,"Do you get 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 need me to lick your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her cheek contorted to a masquerade of hatred,"Guards seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could react I had the woman's horse's check in my handgrip as I shouted and threatened the early horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guide horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the precaution clinging on as best they could. The woman's cavalry tried to bring up but I held him"Let him go !"the char shouted.

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

He shied and reared immediately throwing her off remainder as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to straggle untidily across the weed beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the savage hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the sentry go who seemed in no hastiness 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 feet,"rebelliousness !"

"Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a laughingstock,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to know 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 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 scrubs. The razor sharp edge severed the hunky-dory fabric effortlessly, and tracing her sternum down with the placid boundary I parted the wrap and revealed her charms. Her knocker 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 blade found no more body to follow as it slid down the interior of her leg.

"full point !"she said, `` In the epithet of my Father-God the King ! '' as peeled the ruined clothing from her shoulder joint 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 forestall me laying her on the sens and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no deviation but for her kicking and ruffs round her wrists she struggled in the dust as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and proud ready for the activeness 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 exit carpus go as I guided my member between her womb's soft moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her hired hand and ignored the tattoo she began to mystify upon my backbone with her fists. Shutting my brain to her protests I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my member ever deeper into her easy yielding lithe youth body.

Her oral fissure was opening and shutting like a landed Pisces, her breath rasp. Her cheeks were fushed but her 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, contain, You will flow for this,"she said in pure confusion, for her eubstance and her centre said"Yes, Fuck me, harder, press harder !"

"Am I your offset ?"I asked.

"And hold up,"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 womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasure you take from my penis,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more respect for me than I have for you, but you are a woman and I am a man and a good fuck has no respect for propriety. Our parts cultivate very nicely together so future meter we meet raise your skirts and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"future clip we meet you shall attend, now consecrate 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 troop you through the village like a jailed whore,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groats for my supporter to intrude 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 shrewd blade once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your like and slice your pharynx, now hold still."

I sawed through the ruff at her wrists and slashed the binding on her fine boots before pulling rush and forgetful silk stockings off to leave her entirely raw. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any boor miss but for her sporty substructure. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the current choose it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had present tense for my parents and Sister, among them a overnice girish linen smock I had acquired from a marketplace on our campaign. A minuscule India rubber ball I had brought for my young cousin and leather belts of the all right calibre as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my back battalion to bursting.

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

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

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

"If you so much as touch on me,"she said but with two holes in the bollock it was the body of work of a mo to sequester her from buns and wrench her jaw open so I coud storm the ball between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather strap pushed through the holes and fastened behind her chief silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to undo it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her painful sensation and out of devilment I took a distance of fine hangman's rope R-2 I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the other then under the first and over the other so her mounds were most pronounced and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my penis again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a tree diagram trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee joint and I forced my fellow member inside her once more. I say forced. There was no immunity what so ever. Her parts were sopping either from my late emissions or her own agitation but what ever it was out-and-out promised land. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the sentry duty must soon come looking for me.

She looked me right in the eye and her consistence matched pantomime driving force for drive 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 tongue soon changed that as the pig tails fell away leaving her hair untidy as any peasant maid though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a present for my sister around her, over her tethered munition and I ordered her to follow me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck opening and a duration of rope soon had her picking her way barefoot along the hard baked earthen course towards the town.

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

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

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

"Very effective,"the barkeeper agreed,"She can ferment here and we can divide the money between us if you like, I am sure she will be very popular."

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

"quintuplet 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 particular man like you to fuck."I insisted.

"Then I shall waste no prison term !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the doorway and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle joint and his short-circuit fat cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"crease !"I ordered my whore, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar legal tender spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his pecker head teacher against her until little by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to take on his cock. She tried to scream but the ball stopped her.

No one seemed to recognise me, I did not see boulder clay I realised I had grown a beard since I left.

"How much to fuck her oral fissure ?"soul asked.

"Not yet but you all may fuck off and piss over it, it will help keep its skin and hair's-breadth nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the planetary house !"

I watched as half a 12 churl dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen cocks and began wanking. The cleaning lady was gasping like a actual woman of the street now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the tabular array edge but her teats were like bullets and wet was oozing from her snatch and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a spell as boor after provincial shot his load. Trails of multi coloured punk from silver Grey to almost white criss crossing her slenderize ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her hair, up her dorsum, on her knocker and of course the barman shot his up her ass.

I realised I had tarried too long and quietly slipped out the back way.

I was just in clock time, the sentry duty were aproaching so I slipped away towards my fathers family. I stopped persona 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 have worried.

Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked doorway and when they were let in demanded to know about the bewhiskered unknown and the princess. They did not progress to any connection between the naked heart covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their police captain and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to fuck her ass"On der Haus"at the Barmans 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 lip but maybe they knew who she was and hated her enough not to care.

For myself I greeted mother and father at the forge,"Uncle Hans,"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 whore at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten schilling ?"

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

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

"Of course you can, to be safe you should she-bop up her ass crack or tits dry swelling 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 undecomposed friends who didn't come back.

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

The whore was nowhere to be seen,"Where is the bawd ?"Werner asked.

"Out back, we put the kick 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 Percy Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the trio I had put around the woman of the street's neck.

"fin Schilings for to make love her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouth, twenty to she-bop 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 more,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

I saw the signboard 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 centre pie or some knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knackwurst than break me a length of your knackwurst ?"she enquired and laughed.

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to finger sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a respectable supper I went home to sleep in my own bed for the maiden time in over two years.

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

"Such a slothful castanets,"mother said,"You missed all the upheaval, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus last night, they had Princess Caroline there all the clip tied up !"

"I saw they had a dirty harlot,"I agreed.

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

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

"Yes, when ?"I asked

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

I grabbed my clothes and followed begetter up the winding road to the cliff top rook we called the Palace.

The court was full of people, the gallows gear up erected.

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

They sat in a line, all the pompous fools, world-beater, Queen, Prince 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, occur 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 equalise in the stack 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 despoil ?"I enquired,"At least one of them Fucked her up her cunt."

The Burgomeister looked at Princess Caroline who stared at the flat coat her nerve redenning.

"Is it lawful ?"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 penalty for violation ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"destruction, or ask the dame for her hand in wedding, it is on varlet 44 of the Wuttenberg law book,"I informed him,"War is oil production, I only had a law Christian Bible for company."

The King intervened,"So which do you prefer ?"he asked,"Think carefully."

"Will you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you unplayful ?"he asked.

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

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

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

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

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

"Good, that's settled,"the baron announced,"I now pronounce you man and married woman, and the rest of you shell dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

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

"We want to see a suspension !"the peasant demanded.

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

"Brassica napus, rapine, Rape !"the crew chanted.

"Guards, contain my whore of a daughter and despoil her before Herr tyke cuts her apparel off again !"the 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 take you whipped !"

The safety pulled the robes over her header leaving her naked. I knelt before her and started to suck her left breast. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my tool between her pussy lip. He slid in easily.

"Bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly hump. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to wrap her peg around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could experience her tits and fumble her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

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

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

I must get looked confused.

"My brother likes men, or men's cocks up his ass to be precise,"the Princess explained,"Anyway Father I shall get a baby 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 slice your pharynx,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."adjacent fourth dimension you take me to the BierHaus I want to have a man up my puss and one up my ass and one sucking each boobie,"she cooed.

"wellspring I want you all to myself,"I countered and I kissed her

The End ?