"This story is not going to be a fast fuck. If that is what you seek, please choose another story. If you choose to take the time to read this, then I invite you into this fantasy that my Pirate and I created. The story is based on actual emails. As always, I appreciate constructive feedback. However, please be kind as this story and my pirate are near and dear to my heart."
"This story is for you, My Love."
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Tamara walked through the house ensuring that everything was in order and that the appropriate preparations were being made for her father's dinner party that evening. Tamara's father was the Governor of the territory and Tamara's mother had died when she was small. Because of this, once Tamara became old enough, she assumed the responsibilities of acting as her father's hostess for these dinner parties. After assuring that all of the necessary preparations were on schedule, Tamara began opening the day's mail. In addition to acting as her father's hostess, she also handled all of his correspondence.
Tamara was thankful for the distractions that these responsibilities afforded her. She was growing increasingly bored with her own social life. Fortunately, her father did not subscribe to the notion of an arranged marriage. Tamara had her choice of appropriate suitors; her father approved the gentlemen that he considered appropriate and Tamara would ultimately choose which one she wanted to marry. The problem was that Tamara was not interested in any of the mealy mouthed gentlemen. They bored her because they failed to challenge her. They were too refined, too genteel, and lacked any real excitement. Tamara could not understand but simply knew that she wanted more from her life. She enjoyed acting as her father's hostess and handling his correspondences. However, she knew that this was not the kind of life that she wanted for herself.
After lamenting about the lack of excitement in her life, Tamara retrieved the mail and began to open it. As was Tamara's habit, she opened every piece of mail before removing any of the letters from the envelopes. She carefully broke the seal of each envelope. As she did this, Tamara noted that one seal appeared to be different from the others. Each seal was distinct based on the sender; however, with the exception of one letter, all of the seals were red. There was one lone envelope with a black seal. Tamara made a mental note to open that one last. She desperately wanted to open that envelope first but instead chose to delay satisfying her curiosity.
Tamara carefully read each piece of mail and penned an appropriate response for each. She took her time and placed each response in an envelope sealing each with her father's official seal or his personal seal based on the type of correspondence. Tamara finally reached the letter with the black seal. This letter was not addressed to her father. Instead, it was addressed to Tamara. This was not unusual as it was common for a friend or potential suitor to send a letter to Tamara. As Tamara read the letter, she was confused. Could this letter be a joke or a prank from a friend? The fact that the seal was black led Tamara to doubt that it was from one of her friends. No one kept black wax to seal an envelope. Red was the only acceptable color of wax to seal an envelope. Tamara noted that the letter seemed to have come from the port. Tamara reread the letter.
To the Wench Tamara Dane:
As set forth in the code of the Brethren, Ye be given notice to surrender ye'self to me at the Port in 10 days. Less ye decide to not show be knowin' the Port will come upon Cannon Fire from the Pirate Ship the Pink Pearl.
I be expecting ye reply swiftly.
Captain Graybeard of the Pirate Ship the Pink Pearl
Tamara was utterly shocked. If this letter was indeed from a pirate, Tamara wondered what she had done to attract the attention of a pirate. She considered ignoring the letter and threw the letter into the trash can beside her desk. It was her intention to burn the letter later in the day. Once she did this, Tamara stood to proceed with her normal daily tasks. The letter in the trash consumed Tamara's thoughts. It was not long before she could no longer resist the temptation and Tamara retrieved the letter from the trash and reread it yet again. Although Tamara was sure that this was some kind of sick joke on the part of this supposed pirate, she decided to reply.
To the Self Proclaimed Captain Graybeard of the Pirate Ship the Pink Pearl:
I know not of such code which you have proclaimed. You are given notice that my father, the Governor, will swiftly retaliate against any such attack upon the Port. The port is of great value to my father and this territory. His Royal Navy will destroy your Tiny Pink Vessel if you choose this course.
I hereby demand the surrender of your vessel in 10 days. If you choose to surrender peaceably, my father is prepared to make your death swift and merciful.
Tamara Dane
Daughter of the Governor
Tamara was satisfied with her reply and believed that this letter would put the matter to rest. Although she still thought the "Pirate's" letter to be a joke, Tamara chose to call his bluff and did not expect any further correspondence from the individual who called himself a "Pirate".
The letter dominated Tamara's thoughts throughout the dinner party. As she made polite conversation with the visiting dignitaries, Tamara wondered if she would receive a reply from the "Pirate". She was torn between wanting to receive a response and continue the verbal discourse and hoping that the letter was someone's idea of a prank. Tamara was immensely relieved that her would-be suitor had been forced to cancel and was unable to attend the dinner party. Given that Tamara was preoccupied with thoughts of the letter, she knew that she would have been unable to conduct a proper conversation with a gentleman in whom she had no real interest.
Soon the dinner party was concluded and Tamara bid farewell to the evening's visitors. After overseeing the cleanup after the party and in truth assistin the servants since she knew that they worked extra hard making the dinner parties a success, Tamara prepared for bed. However, despite the fact that Tamara was exhausted, sleep eluded her. Instead she thought about the letter and wondered if she would receive a reply the next day. When Tamara finally slept, she dreamed of pirates and pirate ships.
The next morning, Tamara chose to change her normal daily schedule and to retrieve the mail first. As she anxiously sorted the mail, she found herself looking for a black seal on the envelopes. And just as the previous day, Tamara found an envelope with a black seal. She forced herself to wait to read that letter last. After what seemed like hours of correspondence and the requisite replies, Tamara opened the envelope with the black seal.
T' Tamara Dane;
Ye be one confused silly lass. Ye see if ye don't surrender ye'self t' me at th' date previously given I shall use th' cannons on me BLACK ship t' level yer Settlement. Yer Father's Cannons can nah shoot far enough t' damage me ship while I do this.
Further, I shall then make land wit' me crew 'n while goin' t' yer Home th' Governor's Mansion I shall scuttle every Man Woman 'n Child we find. We shall then scuttle yer Father, yer Mother 'n every Servant in th' Mansion.
On our way back t' me ship, wit' ye as prisoner we shall set fire t' everythin' in th' Settlement.
Lookin' fore t' yer speedy reply,
Captain Graybeard
Tamara was confused. She found this correspondence both entertaining and daunting. Could this Graybeard truly be a pirate? She was aware that there were many pirate ships which used the ports. In rare instances, her father had bought goods which were brought in on a pirate ship. Of course when he did this, he was careful to use a discrete liaison as it would be unseemly for the Governor of the territory to be known to do business with a pirate. Could her father have possibly done business with the pirate and for some reason she had garnered the attention of this pirate. Tamara wrote a swift reply to this pirate, as she was now convinced that she was indeed corresponding with a pirate.
Cpt. Graybeard:
You call me confused yet you name a black ship the PINK pearl. You must be addled!
My father's cannons on his NAVY ships can and will destroy your small BLACK vessel. I think it would be wise to surrender your ship and crew before YOU are all slaughtered.
I cannot understand your interest with me. Nor can I believe that you would kill innocents to attain me. I am but a simple maiden. My father and the settlement have done nothing to cause your wrath. (My mother died when I was yet a wee babe, thank you kindly). Why cannot you simply leave us in peace???
Tamara Dane
When Tamara received the Pirate's reply, she had a great deal of difficulty reading it. It seemed that when the Pirate became angry his grasp of the English language deteriorated greatly. Nevertheless, she understood his message perfectly clear and she was perplexed as to how to respond. She was beginning to think that she only had two choices. She could either surrender to the will of this pirate or she could choose to run and attempt to hide from this pirate.
Wench Tamara Dane;
I be nah sure where t' start as ye 'ave me mighty angry at ye. I do nah suffer fools!
I be a Pirate I rob 'n I murder fer a livin'. Me interest wit' ye be simple. Th' Yule nights are long, cold 'n dark. I needs a wench in me cot wit' a warm body and t' satisfy t' desires o' me loins. t' me 'n by all accounts I 'ave been given ye be perfect fer th' job.
I shall 'ave wha' I wants 'n I shall nah stop 'til I get it. But I do nah wish scallywags t' die who don't 'ave t'. So I shall tell ye this, surrender t' me or I shall send in a wee crew o' Pirate Assasins t' scuttle yer Father.
