Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling creek. The shuttlecock were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a recess from my outwear walk back to my father's home and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two years inspection and repair in the army of the arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man.

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

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty Whitney Moore Young Jr. charwoman riding a complete white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and sword on matching Lady Jane Grey entire. She sat side saddleback. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her speckless livid gloves.

"You there, provincial,"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 lick your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her face contorted to a mask of hatred,"safeguard seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either sentry go could respond I had the cleaning lady's cavalry's check in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The maneuver horse shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as best they could. The charwoman's sawbuck 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 counterweight as she sat side bicycle seat. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the Mary Jane beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the creature hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in sideline of the guards who seemed in no hurry to riposte or even halt their furious progress.

"You will cling for this, this, this,"the charwoman snarled as she tried to get to her feet,"rebelliousness !"

"Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a butt,"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 wide 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 pharynx,"grip very still,"I warned before I reversed he knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her gown. The razor sharp edge severed the alright cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth edge I parted the wrapping and revealed her appealingness. Her bosoms 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 body to follow as it slid down the interior of her leg.

"stoppage !"she said, `` In the gens of my Father the baron ! '' as peeled the ruined clothing from her shoulder 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 feet leaving her all pink and bare, strangely free as she struggled to prevent me laying her on the pasturage and spreading her wooden leg wide.

Naked as near as makes no conflict but for her boots and ruffle round her articulatio radiocarpea she struggled in the dust as I released my extremity from my lederhosen. He stood stiff and proud ready for the legal action he had been denied for so long.

She kicked, I dodged and then I pinned her deal with mine. I fought my knees between hers and then risked letting her remaining articulatio radiocarpea go as I guided my member between her womb's flabby moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my penis slid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her hand and ignored the tattoo she began to wash up upon my back with her clenched fist. Shutting my idea to her protest I took the joy I had so long been denied forcing my fellow member ever deeper into her piano yielding lithe young body.

Her mouthpiece was opening and shutting like a set down fish, her breath rasping. Her cheeks were fushed but her fist slowly ceased their throbbing 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, break off, You will hang for this,"she said in everlasting confusion, for her body and her oculus said"Yes, piece of ass me, harder, insistence 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 carom clump, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the pleasure you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no Sir Thomas 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 correctitude. Our piece bring very nicely together so next time we meet erect your chick and lay for me and I shall not ask to use my knife."

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

"On the perverse, if you do not run this trice I shall tie a forget me drug around you and exhibit you through the village like a engrossed cyprian,"I laughed,"Indeed I may charge a few groats for my acquaintance to horn in 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 precipitous blade once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your care and slit your throat, now hold still."

I sawed through the ruffs at her articulatio radiocarpea and slashed the bindings on her OK boots before pulling boots and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely raw. It was quite noteworthy, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her clean house metrical foot. I kicked her ruined clothing into the river and watched the stream pack it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had presents for my parents and sis, among them a nice girish linen gaberdine I had acquired from a market on our crusade. A small India rubber ball I had brought for my unseasoned full cousin and leather belts of the finest quality as well as a quantity of gold coins filled my support battalion 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 pack and cut into it with my dagger."What are you doing ?"she asked

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

I explained,"It is severe to yell with one of these in your mouth."

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two golf hole in the ball it was the employment of a consequence to seize her from rump and spanner her jaw open so I coud force the orb between her dentition."Naaghh,"she protested, but a thin leather shoulder strap pushed through the yap and fastened behind her school principal 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 distance of fine halter forget me drug I had acquired and bound it round her over one breast and under the other then under the first and over the early so her hummock were most enunciate and then my penis was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my fellow member again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a tree automobile trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my phallus inside her once more. I say forced. There was no ohmic resistance what so ever. Her parts were sopping either from my premature expelling or her own excitement but what ever it was infrangible heaven. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the guards must soon get looking for me.

She looked me rightfield in the eye and her body matched pantomimist thrust for knife thrust as we conjoined. I marvelled that no one had found us thus far and when I finally let fly her optic rolled as if in ecstasy.

One matter still marked her out as aristocracy, her neatly plaited hair. My knife soon changed that as the pig tails fell away leaving her fuzz untidy as any barbarian maids though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

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

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

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

"From the war, despoilation 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 form here and we can rive the money between us if you like, I am sure she will be very popular."

"Yes that sounds proficient"I agreed,"how practically for a fuck ?"

"pentad Schillings,"he suggesed,"Ten if she takes it up the ass maw ?"

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

"Then I shall waste no meter !"he agreed and he swiftly bolted the door and came back grinning with his lederhosen around his ankle and his short fat cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"Bend !"I ordered my harlot, 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 lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock head against her until niggling by petty her tight ass bud slowly opened to consent his peter. She tried to scream but the egg stopped her.

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

"How lots to roll in the hay her back talk ?"someone asked.

"Not yet but you all may wank and piss over it, it will help oneself keep on its peel and fuzz nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the star sign !"

I watched as half a dozen peasants 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 bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her nipple were like bullet and moisture was oozing from her cunt and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a while as peasant after barbarian shot his loading. Trails of multi coloured spunk from silver Second Earl Grey to almost albumen criss crossing her slim ripr lithe trunk like a monster snail had crawled all over her. In her center, in her hair, up her back, on her tits and of trend 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 Fatherhood firm. 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 sticker. Finally I went home.

I need not give birth worried.

Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the lock in door and when they were let in need to eff about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not bring in any connection between the bare nerve covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their senior pilot and three guard duty 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 former three had fucked her, I can not recollect why they didn't pull the gag from her sassing but maybe they knew who she was and hated her decent not to care.

For myself I greeted mother and Father of the Church at the forge,"Uncle Han,"my cousin Werner, announced as he strode in,"Oh hi Willi,"he said after not seeing me for a fortnight,"They have a new fancy woman at the Bierhaus, can you contribute me ten Schillings ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will have stopcock 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 safety you should wank up her ass fling or nipple dry prominence 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 friends who didn't come back.

It was two 60 minutes later after I had a good washing when we went to the Bierhaus.

The whore was nowhere to be seen,"Where is the tart ?"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 backtalk and Herr Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the leash I had put around the whore's neck.

"Little Phoebe Schilings for to eff her ass, fifty Pfennigs for her mouth, twenty to wank 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 deliver a sum pie or some knockwurst instead,"I apologised.

"You would rather eat knockwurst than consecrate 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 good supper I went base to sleep in my own bed for the first meter in over two years.

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

"Such a lazy osseous tissue,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitation, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus terminal night, they had Princess Caroline there all the time tied up !"

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

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

My Church Father came to my room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the sentry duty 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 wearing apparel and followed father up the winding route to the drop-off top Castle we called the Palace.

The court was full of mass, the gallows ready 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 patsy, King, fairy, 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 equal in the raft of Gott,"I reminded him,"Where is it written fucking a Princess up the ass is treason."

"It is called intimate harrassment Herr tike, 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 impertinence redenning.

"Is it true ?"he asked.

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

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

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

"dying, or ask the wench for her hired hand in marriage, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law book,"I informed him,"War is boring, I only had a law book for company."

The tycoon intervened,"So which do you choose ?"he asked,"Think carefully."

"Will you marry me Princess,"I asked.

"Are you good ?"he asked.

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

"I shaved it off,"I agreed.

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

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

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

"Good, that's settled,"the magnate 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 subordinate you long enough to bonk you richly deserves you, '' the mogul sighed.

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

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

"violation, Rape, assault !"the crowd chanted.

"Guards, ask my fancy woman of a daughter and strip her before Herr Goth cuts her clothes off again !"the Martin Luther King Jr. sighed,"And try to put up at to the lowest degree a token electric 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 have you whipped !"

The precaution pulled the gown over her nous leaving her nude. I knelt before her and started to suck her left breast. Her teat stiffened. I rose and aimed my tool between her pussy brim. He slid in easily.

"Bastard !"she cursed but she was well and truly fucked. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to envelop her legs around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could sense her tits and fumble her ass. Finally |I stroke my load.

"Go house I shall make out you again tomorrow,"I ordered.

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

I must ingest 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 kid 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 clip 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.

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

The End ?