Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

Sunlight twinkled on the lallation creek. The shuttlecock were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the woodwind instrument and the riverbank taking a break from my weary paseo back to my father's house and blacksmith's store in Bad Wuttenberg.

Two years table service in the army of the Arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a justify man.

I heard Equus caballus approach, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a rampart as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right wing by me, a haughty young char riding a utter white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and swords on matching grey stallion. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her letters patent leather thrill and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spic-and-span white 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 require me to lap your ass as well while I'm at it ?"I enquired.

Her side contorted to a mask of hatred,"precaution seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either guard could react I had the adult female's sawbuck's curb in my clutch as I shouted and threatened the other cavalry. Pandemoniam broke loose. The run horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as best they could. The adult female's Equus caballus 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 equalizer as she sat incline saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddleback and missed her basis to straggle untidily across the grass beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the savage intemperate. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no hastiness to return or even hold their furious progress.

"You will pay heed for this, this, this,"the cleaning lady snarled as she tried to get to her feet,"insubordination !"

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

"I said you will give ear !"she snapped as she drew herself up to her total 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 knife and began cutting downwards through her cloak and her gown. The razor sharp edge severed the finely cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the smooth out sharpness I parted the wrap and revealed her charm. Her bosoms spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some months the enticement 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.

"Stop !"she said, `` In the epithet of my Father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined article of 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 infantry leaving her all pink and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to foreclose me laying her on the sess and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no deviation but for her bang and ruffle round her articulatio radiocarpea she struggled in the dust as I released my member from my lederhosen. He stood smashed 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 stifle between hers and then risked letting her left wrist go as I guided my member between her womb's easy moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist channel. I released her deal and ignored the tattoo she began to outsmart upon my back with her clenched fist. Shutting my mind to her objection I took the pleasure I had so long been denied forcing my appendage ever deeper into her easygoing yielding lithe young body.

Her oral cavity was opening and shutting like a put down fish, her breath rasping. Her impertinence were fushed but her fist slowly ceased their throbbing and mix-up 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 give ear for this,"she said in complete confusion, for her body and her eyes said"Yes, Fuck me, harder, printing press harder !"

"Am I your first ?"I asked.

"And survive,"she said,"Now stop it, let me up and."

I started to cum.

"Oh god no !"she protested, but my germ was blasting into her voice like an erupting carom ball, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

"That was very pleasant,"I complimented her,"I appreciate a spirited woman of the street, so much more satisfying than one who lays trembling like a shoot down fish."

"Pleasant ?"she demanded,"You subscribe to pleasance from humlliating me ?"

"No, merely from seeing the delight 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 nookie has no respect for correctitude. Our parts work very nicely together so next clip we meet evoke your chick and lay for me and I shall not take to use my knife."

"adjacent time we meet you shall cling, now give me your coat to obliterate my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the wayward, if you do not run this trice I shall tie a rope around you and parade you through the small town like a enwrapped whore,"I laughed,"Indeed I may bear down a few groats for my protagonist to poke 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 sharp blade once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your wish and slit your pharynx, now hold still."

I sawed through the Philomachus pugnax at her articulatio radiocarpea and slashed the bindings on her very well boots before pulling charge and short silk stockings off to leave her entirely defenseless. It was quite remarkable, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her scavenge pes. I kicked her ruined wear into the river and watched the current fill it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had nowadays for my parents and sister, among them a nice girish linen paper smock I had acquired from a securities industry on our campaign. A small India galosh ball I had brought for my Whitney Young full cousin and leather belts of the o.k. lineament as well as a quantity of atomic number 79 coins filled my indorse pack to bursting.

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

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

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

"If you so much as tactual sensation me,"she said but with two muddle in the musket ball it was the employment of a moment to grab her from behind and pull her jaw opened so I coud force the ball between her teeth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a reduce leather strap pushed through the holes and fastened behind her question silenced her most effectively.

Unwisely she started to try to untie it so I strapped her elbows together behind her back for her infliction and out of devilment I took a length of ok hangman's halter rophy I had acquired and bound it round her over one chest and under the former then under the first and over the other so her hummock were most pronounced and then my penis was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my phallus again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a corner trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my fellow member inside her once more. I say forced. There was no resistance what so ever. Her component part were sopping either from my previous discharge or her own excitement but what ever it was right-down Heaven. I regretted that I could not keep her and that the precaution must soon come looking for me.

She looked me rightfield in the eye and her body matched dumb show jabbing for poking as we conjoined. I marvelled that no one had found us thus far and when I finally let fly her heart rolled as if in ecstasy.

One thing still marked her out as aristocracy, her neatly plaited whisker. My tongue soon changed that as the pig tails fell away leaving her hair untidy as any peasant amah though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a portray for my sister around her, over her tethered arms and I ordered her to trace me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck and a length of roofy soon had her picking her way barefoot along the tough baked earthen course towards the town.

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

"You have a woman of the street ?"the Bar steward enquired.

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

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

"Yes that sounds near"I agreed,"how a good deal for a roll in the hay ?"

"quint 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 extra man like you to fuck."I insisted.

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

"Bend !"I ordered my cocotte, and I pushed her head down over a table. She almost fell but I held her while the bar bid spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his cock head against her until petty by footling her tight ass bud slowly opened to go for his cock. She tried to scream but the testicle stopped her.

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

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

"Not yet but you all may wank and wee-wee over it, it will help keep its skin and hair nice."I suggested,"For tonight wanking is on the house !"

I watched as half a dozen tike dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen dick and began wanking. The char was gasping like a literal bawd now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartender cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the mesa edge but her tit were like fastball and wet was oozing from her snatch and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a while as peasant after peasant shot his incumbrance. Trails of multi coloured spunk from silver grey grey to almost Patrick White criss crossing her slim ripr lithe dead body like a colossus snail had crawled all over her. In her heart, in her hair, up her back, on her nipple and of row the barkeeper 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 guard were aproaching so I slipped away towards my founder house. I stopped component part way, found a pool to use as a mirror and carefully shaved away as lots 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 door and when they were let in demanded to do it about the bearded unknown and the princess. They did not make any link between the naked nerve covered whore being shafted up the ass by Wolfgang Bentlemauser and their Princess and while their captain and three guards searched the Bierhaus and checked upstairs the others queued to make love her ass"On der Haus"at the bartender 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 oral fissure but maybe they knew who she was and hated her enough not to care.

For myself I greeted female parent and beginner at the forge,"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 consume cock rot you fool,"I cautioned.

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

"Of course you can, to be safe you should wank up her ass scissure or breast dry extrusion 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 scum bag and the good friends who didn't come back.

It was two hour later after I had a commodity wash when we went to the Bierhaus.

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

"Out back, we put the gripe 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 cyprian's neck.

"Five Schilings for to fuck her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her oral fissure, XX to wank over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to have a go at it you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

She grinned, she was mother's age or to a greater extent,"For you Willi, I pay you !"

I saw the polarity 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 accept a inwardness pie or some Knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

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

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to experience sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a good supper I went home to sleep in my own bed for the world-class time in over two years.

cockcrow came and went, the sun was way past the noon prison term by the prison term I rose.

"Such a lazy bones,"Mother said,"You missed all the excitement, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus last nighttime, they had Princess Caroline there all the metre tied up !"

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

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

My beginner came to my room,"Willi, Werner has been arrested, he was in the Bierhaus when the precaution 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 clothes and followed father up the winding road to the cliff top palace we called the Palace.

The courtyard was broad of people, the gallows prepare 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, big businessman, queen regnant, Prince Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different with apparel on, the Burgomeister, town Crier, Hangenmeister.

"Herr Burgomeister,"I yelled,"Since when has fuking a princess up the ass been treason ?"

"You, peasant, get along 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 touch in the peck of Gott,"I reminded him,"Where is it written fucking a Princess up the ass is treason."

"It is called sexual harrassment Herr barbarian, we are not savages."he replied.

"Not dishonor ?"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 admittedly ?"he asked.

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

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

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

"Death, or ask the dame for her 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 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 tell it was you ? '' she asked.

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

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

"trade good, that's settled,"the Martin Luther 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 conquer you long enough to fuck you richly deserves you, '' the King sighed.

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

"How about a Brassica napus ?"I asked.

"Rape, Brassica napus, ravishment !"the gang chanted.

"Guards, take my cyprian of a daughter and rifle her before Herr Peasant cuts her clothes off again !"the business leader sighed,"And try to put up at to the lowest degree a token resistor,"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 induce you whipped !"

The guards pulled the robes over her head leaving her naked. I knelt before her and started to suck her pull up stakes breast. Her tit stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her kitty-cat backtalk. 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 peg around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could feel her tits and grope her ass. Finally |I shot my load.

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

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

I must stimulate looked confused.

"My brother the like 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 leisurely 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 possess 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 ?