Sixteen-year old Elizabeth Swann sighed in relief as she ducked into the alley behind 'The Faithful Bryde' in Tortuga. She had ran away from home to become a pirate only to be found out to be a girl by some creep who tried to assault her. She had kneed him in the groin and ran and now she was hiding in an alley.

She let out a muffled scream as a ringed hand covered her mouth, the smell of rum filled her nostrils.

"Well, well, well...Look at what we got here... a little lass dressed as a pirate...you know these clothes do not flatter you..."the Pirate said as he slid one of his hands down the curves of her body.

"Lmmmmmeeeeggggooo" she mumbled through his hand.

"What was that love?..." he said a yiped as she bit down on his hand. His other grabbing her firmly around the waist.

"I said...Let.Me.Go... You filthy, dispicable Pirate...If you don't let me go this instant I will..."She broke off as his lips suddenly started nibbling on her neck. The hand that was covering her mouth squeezing her breast.

"Now, love...you don't really want me ta let you go.." he said his tongue darting out to lick the shell of her ear. He smirked when he heard her whimper slightly and moved his hand down to the edge of her trouser, pulling her shirt out before sliding his hand down the front.

Elizabeth gasped as his hand cupped her in the most intimate of places and snapped her eyes open, wondering when she had let them close. She opened her mouth to tell him to stop but all that came out was a long moan as he began moving his fingers in and out of her.

"Oh, god..." she groaned then looked around wondering who had made the sound before realizing it was her.

She gasped as she was suddenly shoved against the wall her face pushing against it as he slid her trousers down her legs while fumbling with his own.

He groaned as he pushed himself into her to the hilt before pulling almost all the way out and shoving back in. Slowly at first before speeding up.

Elizabeth groaned it had hurt when he first entered her but now she was almost blinded by the intense pleasure radiating through her body coming from where he was moving inside of her.

He pulled out of her as she whimpered slightly then gasped as he turned her around and lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She breifly wondered when her pants were taken off of her but quickly lost herself in the pleasure coming from her mystery lover.

She leaned her head back against the wall and opened her eyes...

Elizabeth opened her eyes and looked up at the candle on her nightstand.

She had dreamt of that moment ever since it had happened.Four years. It had been four years since she had ran away and lost her virginity in an alley to a mystery man.She had never seen his face.

She got out of bed and moved over to her dresser opening a drawer and pushing open the false bottom and pulling out the old Pirate medallion she had taken off of William Turner when she was twelve.

She snapped out of her thoughts as a knock came from her door her father's voice asking if she was decent.

"Yes, yes!" She said hiding the medallion in her bodice pulling on her robe.

Her father steps in and looks over at her. "Still abed at this hour?" He says as a maid shuffles by him and opens the window."It's a beautiful day. I have a gift for you."

He gestures to a box another maid is holding and opens it to reveal a new dress.

Elizabeth moves over and peers at it, pulling it out of the box."Oh, it's beautiful!" she exclaims.

"Isn't it?"

"May I inquire as to the occasion?"

"Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter?" He gestures to the maids."Go on. Actually, I, um...I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today."

"Ceremony?" she asked poking her head around the dressing screen.

"Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony." he said.

"I knew it!"

"Commodore Norrington, as he's about to become! A fine gentleman, don't you think? He fancies you, you know. Elizabeth? How's it coming?"

Elizabeth gasps as the maids tighten the corset. "It's difficult to say."

" I'm told it's the latest fashion in London. "

"Well women in London must've learned not to breath."

Just then a servant came in and told her father he had a visitor. As soon as he was gone Elizabeth motioned for the maids to leave the room.

When she was finished getting ready she left her room and moved to the stairs where she seen her father and Will Turner speaking about a sword. She noticed Will fumble with his words when he spooted her and she smiled to herself and moved next to her father.

"Good afternon Miss Swann." Will said softly.

"Good aftertoon Mr. Turner." she replied before looking over at her father. "What time does the ceremony start?"

Her father fumbled around with his things before signalling her that he was ready and she went to follow him.