Date: Tue, 4 Nov 2008 08:22:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Dick Love <apussyboy4u@yahoo.com>
Subject: Commander Dick - Part Three - The Thief (gay, authoritarian)

Commander Dick - Part Three
The Pseudo Thief
by Apussyboy

Please email your comments on this story to the author at
apussyboy@yahoo.com

This is an adult story with gay and authoritarian themes. If you are not 21
yrs old (or whatever the legal age is in your locale) or you object to
stories of this kind, do not read any further.

That first Monday after the night of the Centennial Dance and my first date
with Dick, we got together after school and took one of our by now
traditional walks down to the pond where we sat on the bench and talked
about our night out together, and Commander Dick told me about how much he
enjoyed having me suck his cock.

"It gave me a great deal of pleasure to have you bobbing up and down on my
prick, and to finally be able to let you know what you are, Raymond. You
are my bitch, my girlfriend, and my personal faggot, but more than that you
are my fucking slave. You are also my soldier with a commitment to my
cause. Do you have any second thoughts about any of that, Private Raymond?

"No, Sir. I'm glad to be all of those things to you, Sir. There is nothing
in life I want more than to serve, obey, and belong to my Commander Dick".

"Yeah, that's right, asshole, serving me as your Master is what it's all
about. That is all that's important from now on. But we've got to talk
about where we go from here, and how we take things to the next level. It
just won't do any more to spend at most a couple hours a week meeting after
school. We need lots of time together. I need you to give me plenty of blow
jobs, but it's not just about you sucking my cock. You need plenty of
training to become a first class soldier in my crusade for world domination
and to be an acceptable slave for me, but right now, unless some changes
can be made, there is no way".

"But there has got to be a way, Sir. What I really want is to be with my
Commander Dick all the time the way Robin is with Batman, Sir, to be with
you all along the way as you effect a revolution for Commander Dick's
control, and to serve you... performing even the most humble tasks ."

"And what I'd like is to take you back to the Bat Cave and keep you there
as my captive whenever you are not out with me on a mission Then you could
worship me all the time. You know as well as I do that the new age of
Commander Dick is coming. Nothing can stop the dictatorship of Dick; but
for you, bitch, your number one duty will always be for you to suck my cock
whenever I want it sucked. Every obstacle that prevents you from doing your
duty has to be overcome. The whole world can bow to me, and it will, but
it's you, Raymond, worshiping my cock that comes first.

"Yes, Sir, of course I agree, but what obstacles are you talking about, and
how can they be eliminated? I will do anything to advance the cause of my
Commander Dick, Sir"

"Then you must become whatever I say you will be at any given moment. I
told you that you are no longer just a private. You are a soldier of a new
kind who puts the cause of Commander Dick's movement for universal
domination above every other emotion and thought that enters your mind. If
you are to follow me, you must do so as a horse with blinkers and follow
the only road your rider would have you follow, without looking to the
right or the left, trodding toward the only goal that exists, the goal
towards which his Master directs him; and you must go that way without
thinking like an ordinary man. You must forget any ideas you have had about
what is right or wrong. You will learn to live by the laws of Dick, as an
object soldier whose only goal and purpose is the personal satisfaction and
global dictatorship of Commander Dick. Do you understand me?"

"I think I do, Sir. The one thing I am sure of is that, although your
brilliance is beyond that of any other human being I know, Sir, no matter
what you say you are always right. So, I must always hang on to every word
you say and do your will, Sir."

" You understand what I'm saying, Raymond, but more with your emotions then
with your mind. You are intelligent but you are also stupid. 'You are
intelligent because you have succeeded in learning a lot of stuff in
school, but a lot of it is just stuff and a lot of it is wrong. You are
stupid because you don't know what to think. You have to be told what to
think. Whatever I tell you is what you must think, Once you learn the
catechism of Commander Dick, you will know what to believe. Then you will
no longer be stupid in any way, just as once you understand the military
code of Commander Dick's crusade, your behavior will be just what it should
be, pleasing to your Lord and Master and therefore, as perfect as it can
possibly be. You need to be a fool for Dick and really love being my faggot
slave. Then, I will really appreciate you. Are you ready to be the proud
soldier and brilliant fool of your Commander Dick?"

"Yes, Sir, all of that and more, Sir"

"Well, I don't want to overload your brain with all my great ideas at one
time. My brother, Brian is a cadet at West Point, and has a strong and
brilliant mind. He got me interested in wielding power and giving direction
to my inferiors. You will learn to admire and respect him through serving
and obeying me. We have the same bloodlines and, therefore, share a right
to instruct, control, and dominate our inferiors. And now, since we are on
the subject of my family, I may as well tell you about the obstacles that
must be overcome. Pay close attention to what I'm about to tell you because
my plan depends on your unquestioning acceptance and obedience. Are you
ready to believe whatever I tell you, even if five minutes ago you thought
something different was true, and are you ready to obey all the orders I
give you based, as they are, on this new truth?"

"Yes, Sir, your Excellency"

"Henry Ford said 'history is bunk', but I am telling you that history is
what I tell you it is. Whatever I say is fact... is fact, and anything I
say happened... happened the way I say. I make the truth. Everybody lies
but Commander Dick. You lie to yourself, and you need to see beyond the
lies that you have imagined so you can grasp the truth. Are you willing to
do that?"

"Yes, Sir, because you are Master of the Universe and maker of everything,
it makes sense that you are also the inventor of reality".

"Yes, but sometimes because you have limited perception, you need a picture
of that reality to see it, or you need your Commander Dick to tell you a
story that makes the truth clear to you....So, now I'm going to relate
something that happened today that you should know about, but right now you
don't have a clue. So, listen well to my tale and you will know the truth,
but don't interrupt!

"Today when I was coming back from the showers after PE class, I saw
something amazing, I saw my soldier whose devotion I never questioned, my
very own bitch, Private Raymond, going through the contents of my locker,
and just as I approached I saw him sticking my watch in his pocket. Of
course I was shocked. I know you come from a low class family, but I never
would have thought you were a thief."

I started to object, but Commander Dick put a finger in front of his lips
in a warning that stopped me from speaking out of turn. "Think before you
speak! Who is the maker of truth and reality? By your own words, I am. So,
I must be telling the truth about this incident. If you say it isn't so,
then you call me a liar which is a far worse thing for you to do than to
admit you are a thief. The way I see it, the only thing for you to do is
confess. I know you will find, if you search your mind, details of this
incident that I haven't told you as yet. I command you to get on your knees
now and confess, and once you have done so, you may beg my forgiveness".

I fell to my knees and then there was a moment of silence, before I felt
moved to speak. My urge to submit to Commander Dick and confess was
overwhelming.

"Commander Dick, my Master, and great King, ultimate Judge of your
servant's sins,mighty sword of Truth, and punisher of criminals and
traitors; I was struck dumb with fear and shame when your Excellency
exposed my evil act. What I did was done because of my natural inferiority
and weakness. It is true that I stood at your locker and rummaged through
your belongings and then I stole from you. I see you are not wearing a
watch. I should have returned it even though you did not confront me at the
time, but instead I sold it to a hood who I saw afterwards coming out of
the Principal's office, a guy who I know deals in stolen goods. I will
repay you in any way you say, Sir. I know I must be punished, but please
forgive me. I only did what my low class background conditioned me to do. I
will never sink so low again. Please forgive me, Commander Dick."

"I'm thinking about what I should do with a lowlife thief like you....While
I'm deliberating, lick my shoes!"

Without hesitating I dropped all the way to the ground and began licking
the tops of Commander Dick's loafers. After awhile, I glanced up at him,
and he said "Are you beginning to understand your lowly place, boy?...Get
the bottoms of my shoes too, faggot! Lick the dirt off the soles! It's
apparent to me that you belong under my feet."

I licked the soles and heels of Commander dick's shoes over and over again
while I awaited his judgment.

"Pull off one of my loafers, bitch!...Now smell my funky sock! I tell you
what, punk. Go ahead and suck on the toe of that sock. suck the sweat right
out of it, asshole!. I hope you like the smell...because I know that it
doesn't stink nearly as much as a lowly thief does.

"I tell you what....Just go head and take that sock off and stuff it right
into your mouth. ..Great... go ahead and suck all the dirt out of
it. Launder that stinking sock with your mouth, you prick!....Beautiful! I
love watching you suck on my sock, but even more I want to see you eat my
fucking feet, you bastard. Take off my other shoe and sock, so you can lick
both of feet.....Good! You can drop the sock you got in your mouth and
start worshiping your Master's feet!"

I began licking Commander Dick's feet as he had ordered. After i had given
Commander dick a good foot bath with my tongue, he made me suck each of his
toes and lick between each one.

After I did all that Commander Dick told me he was close to forgiving me my
transgression because "although I don't particularly like it that you are a
thief, Raymond, such a lowly talent may be put to good use in my service.
Besides that, I am so happy that you have demonstrated how far you will go
in worshiping me. You love kissing my feet, don't you slave?"

"Yes, Sir. All I think about is you, Commander Dick, and serving you. I am
so sorry I stole from you. I really mean that."

"Yes, I know you do, and you want to make up for it, right, asshole?"

"Yes, Sir. You can be sure that I want to make amends, Sir."

"Good. I took the liberty of composing a document for you to sign. Here's a
pen. Sign it!"

"What is it, Sir?"

"Your confession to stealing my watch...and an agreement for you to serve
me in involuntary servitude until such time as I decide your restitution is
satisfactory to atone for your crime. You will sign it won't you, Raymond?"

How can I refuse you, Sir. Here...it's done."

"Nice signature. I can't think of an autograph I'd rather have. You know I
could auction this off on eBay....or give it to the police!"

"I know, Sir, my fate is in your hands".

"You better believe that, bitch!  I have a better use for this document,
though. ...I'm going to show it to my parents. I couldn't bring you home to
meet my family and introduce you as a friend; you being low class and
all....but I can introduce you as my newly indentured servant. Believe me,
Raymond, you will be much more appreciated in that capacity."

And so it was that Dick took me to his home, a mansion which, by it's very
size and similarity in appearance to an English lord's castle, was
intimidating to someone who lived all his life in a four room cottage.

When Dick had me follow behind him into what he called the drawing room
where his mother and father sat stiffly in wing back chairs; I slunk along
like a whipped puppy. When we were nearly up to where they sat, Dick's
father stood up, but his mother continued to sit.

"This is Raymond, the boy from school who stole my watch, Father"

"Really, what do you have to say for yourself....you lowly thief.
No...don't say anything! There is nothing a lowlife like you can say that i
want to hear. Dick has told me that you are to be punished for your crime
through servitude. You are to become the personal servant of my son for as
long as he decides to keep you. Do you accept this punishment?

"Yes, Sir", I answered with my head hung down looking at the oriental rug
that covered the parquet floor rather than look up at Dick's father. All
that I could see of Dick's father were the black leather dress shoes he
wore. I visualized Dick's father making me lick his shoes the way Dick had
made me lick his loafers earlier that day, but of course I didn't get the
order to do that.

"You are ashamed of yourself, I see. You can't look your betters in the
eye. Is that right? Well, that is as it should be, you unworthy wretch. I
wonder if a thief like you wouldn't be better kept in jail than as my son's
valet. Well, if you steal again I shall see that you go there and are kept
for quite a long time.

"I understand your father work's in my factory. Well, he will keep his job
there if you do as you are told and behave yourself. Your father must
cooperate too. Dick wants you to reside here. We have quarters for you that
I'm sure will be suitable, but you must advise your family that you will be
leaving them. You also will be quitting school. A flunky like you has had
more schooling than he should be allowed to get anyway. Being my son's
servant will be full time work. There is no time from school. You will be
paid a peon's wage....the legal minimum less the charge for your room and
board. The pittance that is left I will give to Dick to give to you or not
as he sees fit, but I want nothing to do with the likes of you, unless you
seriously misbehave....in which case it will be my pleasure to give your
sorry ass a good sound beating....Now go back to your parents and tell them
you're a thief and what you are required to do. If your father objects to
your leaving home or won't sign for you to quit school...then he can kiss
his job goodbye....You let him know!  I've said my piece, you miscreant
cur. Now, go!"

Dick grabbed my arm and spun me around so I was facing the doorway going
out of the room. "Don't dawdle, boy! Come with me, quick! Can't you tell my
father wants a thief like you out of his sight"

The scene that had just occurred seemed like such a bad dream. There was a
sick feeling in the pit of my stomach after enduring the harsh lecture
Dick's father had given me. I wondered what was to become of my life now
that i must quit school and come to live at Dick's house and serve there as
Dick's valet.

Dick read the expression of worry on my face and when we were out of his
parent's sight he patted my head like I was a little boy, and then gave me
a hug.

"It's going to be incredible for you! It's your dream come true! Serving
your Commander Dick...totally...and forever!

(end of part three - The author would love to hear from you. What do you
think so far? Any suggestions? Would you like to serve Commander Dick
yourself or would you like to be like Commander Dick for a boy like
Raymond?  Do you want this story to continue? Please email me at
apussyboy4u@yahoo.com)