My German Lover, Part 23, chapter 2

"Come on Ernst... Take your arm out of him... I think he's slack enough, now..."

"So Ernst did as I had asked... Okay, okay... He didn't remove his arm slowly... but I guess... He didn't know better!

"Then, it was Joachim's turn... I mean... The poor guy had been waiting for so long...

"I looked at Foucarde and asked him: "So bastard... look at my friend here... you like his big dick? Huh? Want it up your ass?"

"(...)"

"...Tell me you would love that... Or... perhaps you would prefer to have Ernst's fist back in your ass?

"No, no, no... His dick... I'd love to have his dick... Sir!"

"Good!"

"So that's when my friend Joachim fucked him good with his big dick...

"But, poor Joachim... He found that Foucarde's ass was a bit too slack by now... and although he did cum big, deep inside him, he was not totally satisfied...

"I felt sorry for Joachim... After all, he had waited so long for his turn! So I said to Foucarde:

"Hey bastard: How would you like to give my friend a good blow-job? You know... he's not really satisfied with the fuck you gave him... You're too slack..."

"(...)"

"What did you say?" I had to asked Foucarde again...

"...Yes... I would like it very much, Sir!"

"That's nice!"

"Of course, Foucarde was forced to give Joachim a blow-job... It took some time for him to learn how to do it... and Joachim is so big... but he learned... I swear... After he had shut his cum deep down Foucarde's throat, Joachim told me he had experienced his best blow-job ever! Foucarde is talented, you know... And with a little help, he learns fast!

"Anyway... After that... We tied Foucarde between two trees... I mean... It was my turn to have some fun! You know...

"So I whipped him good... I'm very talented with that, you know! I've learned a lot, being with the SS... But I'm not sure Foucarde appreciated my talents! Oh, well...

"First, I whipped him all over his back... Then I turned to face him... and I started to whipped his chest good...

"Tell me you love it...", I asked him...

"(...)"

"Answer me!", I had to shout...

"PLEASE..... STOP.... PLEASE!!!", he answered...

"Tell me you love it, bastard... I won't stop before you tell me how much you enjoy it...", I told him...

"Of course, I hit his dick and is balls a few times... you know... so I guess it's gonna take a while before he can wank again... Perhaps in a few months... Who knows?

"... I love it! I love it, Sir...", Foucarde finally answered...

"Well... I had to stop, since I had promised you I wouldn't kill him... you know...

"So we took him back to the village, tied him between two trees... and placed your sign at his feet. That's all we did! Really! Not much, as you can see..."

Hearing what had been done to Foucarde, Ludwig just stared at Lutz... and after a while, he said:

"...You're kidding me!"

"Oh no... I'm telling you the truth! That's what they did to him..."

"...I can't believe it... (...) I guess Foucarde got his lesson, didn't he?", Ludwig asked...

"Yeah", Lutz answered, with a grin on his face... "But let's keep it a secret between you and me, okay?"

"Yes! I don't think Paul would like to hear about that..."

"NO!!!", Lutz answered, laughing... "I don't think so. Now, let's go back to our friends, shall we?"

"Yes...", Ludwig said... "And Lutz... Thanks again for what you did. It will not bring back my friend's balls... But at least, Foucarde paid dearly for what he did to François... Thanks!"

"Yeah!", Lutz answered, grinning... "He paid his due!"