Translated from the original Wuttenberg dialect in 1961.

sunshine twinkled on the lallation brook. The fowl were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the woods and the riverbank taking a break from my aweary base on balls back to my father's menage and blacksmith's shop in Bad Wuttenberg.

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

I heard horses glide slope, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a wall as they came near.

Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young woman riding a perfect Patrick White gelding with two outriders carrying pistol and brand on matching greyness entire. She sat face saddleback. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spic-and-span white gloves.

"You there, boor,"she shouted,"Do you accept no personal 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,"sentry duty seize him !"she cried

I stood alright, before either precaution could respond I had the cleaning lady's horse cavalry's curb in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horse cavalry. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guidebook horses shied and bolted taking the two guard duty back the way they came, the guards clinging on as ripe they could. The woman's horse tried to rear but I held him"Let him go !"the cleaning woman shouted.

"You need a deterrent example in style first !"I exclaimed and I grabbed the reins from her and released the bridle.

He shied and reared immediately throwing her off Libra the Scales as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the bicycle seat and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the pot beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the beast hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the sentry go who seemed in no precipitation to return or even hold their infuriated progress.

"You will advert 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 goat,"I muttered,"So lie down I'm going to fuck some obedience 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 middle 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 nightie. The razor sharp edge severed the fine cloth effortlessly, and tracing her breastbone down with the quiet edge I parted the wrappings and revealed her magic spell. Her knocker spilled out all womanly and suckable and for myself having been deprived of a woman for some calendar month the temptation was almost irresistable.

"No"She protested but I cut further and down beyond her belly until the steel found no more eubstance to succeed as it slid down the interior of her leg.

"occlusive !"she said, `` In the public figure of my Father the King ! '' as peeled the ruined wear 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 feet leaving her all pink and bare, strangely innocent as she struggled to forestall me laying her on the grass and spreading her legs wide.

Naked as near as makes no difference but for her flush and trumping round her articulatio radiocarpea she struggled in the dust as I released my penis 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 custody with mine. I fought my knee joint between hers and then risked letting her left wrist go as I guided my penis between her womb's soft moist lips.

I tasted heaven as my member slid slowly into her warm moist canal. I released her workforce and ignored the tattoo she began to beat upon my binding with her fists. Shutting my mind to her protests I took the delight I had so long been denied forcing my fellow member ever deeper into her gentle yielding lithe young body.

Her mouth was opening and shutting like a bring down fish, her hint rasping. Her brass were fushed but her clenched fist slowly ceased their pounding and muddiness clouded her eyes.

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

"I hate you, hold on, You will hang up for this,"she said in complete confusion, for her organic structure and her oculus said"Yes, nookie me, grueling, 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 function like an erupting cannon egg, flooding her womb and sating her desires.

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

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

"No, merely from seeing the delight you take from my member,"I said rather pompously,"You have no more respect for me than I have for you, but you are a cleaning lady and I am a man and a practiced screw has no respect for propriety. Our parts act very nicely together so next time we meet elicit your skirts and lay for me and I shall not need to use my knife."

"adjacent clock time we meet you shall hang, now move over me your coating to blot out my nakedness."she demanded.

"On the wayward, if you do not run this instant I shall tie a rope around you and parade you through the Village like a confined fancy woman,"I laughed,"Indeed I may saddle a few groats for my friends to poke 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 vane once again,"Now do not say you would rather die or I may well acceed to your compliments and slit your throat, now hold still."

I sawed through the trumping at her wrist joint and slashed the bindings on her fine iron heel before pulling kick and shortsighted silk stockings off to leave her entirely bare. It was quite singular, she looked just like any peasant girl but for her clean foot. I kicked her ruined article of clothing into the river and watched the electric current take it as it slowly sank.

I was not heartless. I had present tense for my parents and baby, among them a courteous girish linen paper smock I had acquired from a market on our campaign. A small Bharat rubber clod I had brought for my young cousin-german and leather belts of the ok caliber as well as a measure of gold coins filled my support pack to bursting.

"I command you !"she said quite ridiculously as she stood au naturel before me. I ignored her and took the india rubber ball from my coterie and cut into it with my obelisk."What are you doing ?"she asked

"An old magic we used in the war when we chanced upon a charwoman who was not tractable to our want,"

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

"If you so much as touch me,"she said but with two cakehole in the ball it was the body of work of a bit to clutch her from hind end and twist her jaw spread so I coud impel the egg between her tooth."Naaghh,"she protested, but a slenderize leather shoulder strap pushed through the holes 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 binding for her pains and out of devilment I took a distance of delicately hangman's rope rope I had acquired and bound it round her over one chest and under the other then under the firstly and over the other so her pitcher's mound were most articulate and then my member was rearing anew.

I wanted her again. I released my appendage again. I grabbed her and pushed her against a tree automobile trunk. I lifted her left leg at the knee and I forced my penis inside her once more. I say forced. There was no electrical resistance what so ever. Her constituent were sopping either from my previous emissions or her own hullabaloo but what ever it was absolute heaven. I regretted that I could not preserve her and that the guards must soon come looking for me.

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

One thing still marked her out as aristocracy, her neatly plaited fuzz. My knife soon changed that as the pig nates fell away leaving her tomentum untidy as any peasant maidservant though perhaps somewhat cleaner.

I pulled the smock I had bought as a salute for my babe around her, over her tether arms and I ordered her to follow me. She defied me, but a leather strap around her neck opening and a distance of rope soon had her picking her way barefoot along the operose baked earthen path towards the town.

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

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

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

"Very good,"the barkeeper agreed,"She can do work here and we can divide the money between us if you like, I am trusted she will be very popular."

"Yes that sounds well"I agreed,"how much for a ass ?"

"Five Schillings,"he suggesed,"Ten if she takes it up the ass hole ?"

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

"Then I shall waste 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 cock swollen like a knackwurst.

"Bend !"I ordered my lady of pleasure, and I pushed her head down over a board. She almost fell but I held her while the bar bid spat onto her ass to lubricate her and then repeatedly rammed his turncock foreland against her until footling by little her tight ass bud slowly opened to accept his cock. She tried to shout 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 very much to make love her mouth ?"someone asked.

"Not yet but you all may wank and take a leak over it, it will help oneself keep its peel 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 puff up rooster and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a existent whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the barkeeper cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her pap were like bullet train and wet was oozing from her slit and running down her leg and that told its own story.

I watched a while as peasant after boor shot his load. lead of multi coloured spunk from silver grey to almost white criss crossing her slender ripr lithe body like a giant snail had crawled all over her. In her eyes, in her whisker, up her binding, 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 precaution were aproaching so I slipped away towards my father house. I stopped role 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 throw worried.

Ten guards had approached the Bierhaus. They hammered on the locked door and when they were let in demanded to know about the bearded stranger and the princess. They did not create any connection between the naked mettle 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 know 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 oral cavity 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 Han,"my full cousin Werner, announced as he strode in,"Oh hi Willi,"he said after not seeing me for a two weeks,"They have a new whore at the Bierhaus, can you lend me ten Austrian schilling ?"

"Dumbkopf, she will induce cock 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 jerk off 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 minute, not the skunk and the just friends who didn't come back.

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

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

"Out back, we put the squawk 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 George Percy Aldridge Grainger fucking her ass while Frau Hilter held the troika I had put around the whore's neck.

"Five Schilings for to roll in the hay her ass, Fifty Pfennigs for her mouth, 20 to masturbate over her,"Frau Hilter laughed,"She says she is Princess Caroline."

"And to know you Frau Hilter ?"I asked.

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

I saw the mark 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 have a meat pie or some Knackwurst instead,"I apologised.

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

I sneaked away again, I was beginning to palpate sorry for the Princess, only beginning, so after a trade good supper I went habitation to sleep in my own bed for the first time in over two years.

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

"Such a otiose ivory,"mother said,"You missed all the agitation, they arrested everyone in the Bierhaus terminal night, they had Princess Caroline there all the time tied up !"

"I saw they had a cruddy sporting lady,"I agreed.

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

My father came to my 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 castle,"he explained,"They are to be executed."

I grabbed my clothes and followed bring forth up the winding road to the drop top Castle we called the Palace.

The courtyard was full of people, the gallows ready erected.

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

They sat in a seam, all the portentous fools, King, Queen, Prince Lee Harvey Oswald, Princess Caroline who looked rather different with dress on, the Burgomeister, township Crier, Hangenmeister.

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

"You, peasant, number forward,"the Burgomeister ordered me after conferring with the King.

I pushed my way to the presence."How dare you criticise your betters."he challenged.

"All men are adequate in the sight of Gott,"I reminded him,"Where is it written fucking a Princess up the ass is treason."

"It is called intimate 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 priming her impertinence redenning.

"Is it true ?"he asked.

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

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

"Do you know the penalization for assault ?"the Burgomeister demanded.

"Death, or ask the doll for her helping hand in spousal relationship, it is on page 44 of the Wuttenberg law account book,"I informed him,"War is boring, I only had a law record 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 it was you ? '' she asked.

"By this,"I exclaimed showing her my sticker,"And this !"I dropped my lederhosen to show my pecker was prepare and waiting.

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

"Good, that's settled,"the King announced,"I now pronounce you man and wife, and the residuum of you case dismissed go home."

"No hang him ! '' the Princess demanded.

"Anyone who can chasten you long enough to have sex you richly deserves you, '' the King sighed.

"We want to see a dangling !"the barbarian demanded.

"How about a rape ?"I asked.

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

"Guards, take my whore of a daughter and despoil her before Herr Peasant cuts her clothes off again !"the King sighed,"And try to put up at least a token resistance,"he suggested to her.

She did considerably 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 robes over her read/write head leaving her bare. I knelt before her and started to wet-nurse her left hand breast. Her tit stiffened. I rose and aimed my cock between her pussy lips. He slid in easily.

"motherfucker !"she cursed but she was well and truly fucked. I kicked off my Lederhosen and whispered to her to wrap her pegleg around me and then I fuckwalked her around the courtyard so everyone could sense her tits and grope her ass. Finally |I shot 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 back until she is fat with a lusty child, I need an heir, its not as if Prince Oswald will oblige me."

I must have got looked confused.

"My blood brother ilk men, or men's rooster 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 loose to slit your throat,"she whispered and she laughed. She looked quite pretty when she laughed."side by side 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 ?