You had no idea, while you were milking your cow, that the handsome German farm hand, the one you had crushed on for a good time, Ludwig, had been watching you with a keen eye for sometime now himself. He was sixteen which made him a man, and you were turning fourteen tomorrow which meant, in less than 24 hours, you'd be at a suitable age to be married.

But Ludwig was too shy to ask, he didn't know how he could ever ask your father to marry you. Sure he had been working for your father since he was young himself, since your father had hired his father. But…he didn't want you to go to someone else.

That following night, after you went to bed, Ludwig went to you father. "Mr. _, I know you're daughter is going to be fourteen tomorrow, and…I must admit, I've lived here all my life and…I've fallen in love with your daughter, and I wish to court her."

"I'm sorry son, but you can not have my daughter, she has better men she can aspire to."

"But sir, I have worked here and I've shown much devotion to this life, I work hard, if not harder than the other farm hands you have hired. Do I not have some reservation?" Ludwig asked firmly, to prove to his boss that he was a man, and not a child anymore.

"I'll think about it." Your father said.

"Danke." Ludwig said and left.

That night the bed bandit bells were ringing and Ludwig shot up from bed and heard your screams as you were dragged away. He ran after you, but you were carried off by a man who boarded a ship with black sails, with a skull with a bandana on top of its head.

"_!" He shouted in his thick German accent.

You squirmed from beneath your capturer's firm hold, "Well hullo there poppet." The dreaded pirate Arthur Kirkland said with a vicious grin.

"You bastard! Free me at once!"

"What, and waste a pretty little swan like you? Hardly."

"Lock her up in the brig boys; I want to talk with her later. And not a soul is to touch her! Where is my rum?" He asked the last bit to himself.

You were dragged away to the ship's captive hold, and locked up.

"YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS! LUDWIG WILL SAVE ME!" You shouted them stopped yourself from continuing. Had you just said that Ludwig would save you and not your father? You shook your head, why would Ludwig want to save a child like yourself? He would never see you like that. No matter how much you cared for him.

You sat against the wooden walls of your cell and thought about you were going to escape.

After awhile, you had fallen asleep and were now being awakened by the sound of the bars being rattled. You flinched and woke up from the horrendous sound.

"There ye are." Arthur smirked and tore a loaf of bread in half and handed it to you.

You sniffed it away with arrogant pride, "I would never take food from a pirate! You probably filched that loaf."

"From your local baker for sure." He bantered.

You glared viciously at him, "I demand to be returned home!"

"Aw, has the baby already started to miss home? That stinks, I pity you child, 'cus from here on out, you can either go two ways, be a pirate, or be a captive." He said with shrug of mock sympathy.

"You're an ass."

"And you're a feisty little wench." He said as he took a bite off his loaf as yours now sat in his lap.

"Watch your mouth!" You snapped.

"Well aren't you the pot calling the kettle black?" He bit back with an arrogant smile.

You turned away, crossing your arms, with a scowl.

He chuckled and said, "You sure you don't want some bread?"

Your stomach grumbled and though you hated this jerk, you extended your hand, but turned your face away.

"Aw, so meek, trying to be both submissive and prideful, but you know what? I'll humor you child." He said and gave you the bread.

You nibbled at it sheepishly and then realizing your hunger you ate it ravenously.

"I will send for you when we sup." Arthur said then left.

You didn't answer him, but you watched him leave. You fell back asleep and then later a young man whom looked similar to Arthur came in and got you out of the cell and led you to a room, "You can freshen up here. There is a spare dress there on the bed." The man said.

"Sorry, but I don't believe I know you're name, kind pirate."

He grinned, "I'm Alfred miss, I'm Captain Arthur's first-mate."

You nodded your head, "Pleasure, I'm _."

He nodded in turn and left so you could ready yourself. You found some hot water in a basin and washed yourself, then dressed into the cream cashmere dress with fine silver threading.

"This is magnificent!" You whispered to yourself in awe, and donned on the dress.

You wandered around, and found yourself in the dining room, where the Captain and his shipmates were. You waited at the door shyly, and Captain Arthur Kirkland grinned impishly and beckoned you with a single finger.

You watched the others look at you with longing desire, "Come poppet, and sit with me." He said.

You slowly made your descent to his table and when you approached his table he clutched your bottom tightly which made you give an involuntary yelp. "How dare you! You fiendish pervert!" You snarled and slapped him hard across his face.

The others gasped in shock, never had they seen their captain be treated in such a way, by a prisoner no less!

But the impish smile never left his face, but then he crashed his lips against yours, and then pushed you away slightly, and you spun and he landed his hand across your ass.

"You-you!" You seethed fuming with rage and humiliation. Then you grabbed a pitcher of ale and dumped it on him, making him give a start. You turned around and haughtily left.

"A-Arthur, you okay?" Alfred asked lightly.

"No, I think I'm in love." Arthur said as he took on a boyish daydream.

"Oh brother." Alfred said and sipped his rum.

"I demand a ship from you, cousin!" Ludwig told his cousin Gilbert, "This could be my only chance at being able to prove my love for _!"

Gilbert sighed, "Sure, sure, but if you die can I have her?"

Ludwig gave him an unimpressed look.

"Okay! Geez, it vas just a jest cousin, but if it be pirates you be after. Take this vith you." Gil said, "Our grandfather nicked this back in his days."

"You mean…this isn't…is it?"

Gil nodded, "Like hell it isn't."

"Thank you, cousin." Ludwig said.

Gil shrugged, "Hey were family, that's vhat ve do right?"

Ludwig nodded and took off and paid his cousin, and hired a crew for his rescue ship.

You wandered around the ship and found yourself at the door of the room that you had dressed in. You went in and closed the door, and you crawled onto the bed, and you wept. You were still so young, and you were scared beyond belief!

Arthur headed to his room, but heard sobs and sniffles on the other side of it, he opened it lightly. He saw the small babe of a young woman, lying on his bed, crying helplessly. His heart melted and he realized just how young you really were.

"Oh how I've wronged and hurt you child, I did not realize this. I'm sorry." He whispered to himself and entered the room. He walked over to her and covered you with the covers. He took an extra blanket and slept on a chair.

The following morning you awoke and realized that today was your birthday. Softly you sang to yourself, not realizing that Arthur sat nearby you.

Arthur awoke and said, "It's your birthday?"

"OH MY GAWD!" You shrieked and jumped back and fell over the other side of the bed.

"HEY!" He exclaimed and went around his bed and helped you up, "Are you alright?"

"No! Of course I'm not! It's my birthday and I can not even be with my father tonight!"

"Uhm…I'm sorry?" He said oddly.

"Yes! Yes you had better be sorry, you great ugly brute! You have snatched me from my family and home and now I'm among….pirates!"

He smirked, "You make that last bit sound like it's a bad thing."

"You are! You are vile and cruel! I could be at home right now, and handsome men would be coming from all across town to ask my father to court me! I've waited years to find a match for myself that father would approve of, and now you've destroyed all my hopes and dreams!"

"Well…how about me?" He teased with his hands up in innocent suggestion.

"What about you?" You asked, not seeing what he meant.

"Me, I can be a suitable match for you." Arthur said with haughty arrogance.

"Ha! Suitable indeed! You are a monster." You said harshly and turned from him.

He spun you back and kissed you deeply, "A monster indeed, but I've heard from some ladies of the line, say that I'm a beast in bed."

You smacked him hard, "How dare you say such vulgar words to a lady!"

"Oh, let me tell ye miss, you are not a lady." Arthur said massaging his cheek, but instantly regretted his words when he saw how hurt you were.

You began to leave but trying to recover he took your wrist and pinned you against the door, "What I meant to say is, you're more than a lady, you're like the goddess that Grecians' speak of."

You looked away still hurt, and he fiercely planted a kiss on you, and it slowly turned sweet and gentle as his tongue caressed yours, exploring the walls of your hidden paradise.

"A-Arthur." You moaned in shock.

"Di-Did you just call me by my name?" He asked.

"N-No…you must be m-mad." You said blushing, avoiding his eyes. He tilted your chin up, forcing you to look at him.

"You called me by name." Arthur insisted.

"And I'm calling you mad!" You assured him.

"I see. Well I'd be mad to do this." He said and whisked you into his arms and took you to his bed, and climbed on top of you and kissed you with a mix of fierce passion and gentle tenderness.

You were lost in his heat of desire, as his tongue trailed your neck and then suckled its crook. He began grazing the tender flesh with his teeth, and causing groans of pleasure to burst from your luscious pink lips. He claimed your mouth again and stole away your sweetness.

"P-Please Arthur!" You begged.

"Please what?" He asked huskily, hoping you were about to ask him to bed you.

"Please, I want to wait till someone asks me to marry them. I don't want to be a dishonorable bride who will be ashamed by her house and future husband."

He nodded sadly and let off, but in those brief minutes, you had endured great pleasure and realized that this dastardly pirate had claimed a part of your heart that you knew you would never get back.

"CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN! There are opposing pirates on the horizon! It's the feared Lord of Germania!"

Arthur gulped and helped you to your feet, "Best compose yourself and then hide my dear, or else we shall all perish."

You nodded and Arthur went topside and saw that Alfred was right, the Germans were upon them! This was nearly impossible! The Lord of Germania had been rumored to have died years ago!

The opposing ship came alongside them and Arthur saw that the Captain looked very much like the Lord of Germania had been rumored to appear.

"Hold the battle! Good sir, what 'tis it you wish for?"

"I search for a young maiden, _ by name. Vhere is she, and has she been treated fairly?" Ludwig growled.

"Aye, she has, she's aboard the ship. _! Come along now child!" Arthur called and momentarily you came out.

"Ludwig!" You cried out in happiness and surprise and ran and embraced the man you loved.

"Ah, so this is the man you chose."

"Aye, it is." You said.

"V-Vhat?" Ludwig questioned.

"I-I love you Ludwig, of all the men in the world, I want you to be the one to court me."

"Ich liebe dich. Then when we return, I vill ask your father again."

You clutched at Ludwig's shirt with happiness as tears poured down your face.

"She's a good maiden, take care of her." Arthur said.

"I vill." Ludwig nodded, and you turned to Arthur and hugged him and kissed his cheek, then returned to Ludwig.

"_, don't forget about me." Arthur said.

"I could not, even if I tried." You laughed, then you said, "Let me wander across your mind as well Arthur."

"Always." Arthur promised then they parted ways.

When you returned to your home, Ludwig asked your father for your hand again with you by his side. And because he had saved you, your father would've looked dishonorable had he said no, but your father was so glad that you were safe that he didn't care.

So you were both married and on your wedding day, you could've sworn you had seen Arthur's ship sailing on the horizon.

That night, Ludwig took you bed and behind the confines of the room, he stripped you of your clothes and claimed your mouth with a fierce passion, that demanded that you submit to his dominance. He bound your wrists with rope to the headboard and he hissed in your ear, "I've longed to fuck you so hard and raw that you were screaming my name. You will beg me to take you to another world with my manhood."

You whimpered with childish fear, but inside you kept your giddy delight.

This seductive man you had fallen love with as you grew up, had a dark alluring side to him.

Ludwig massaged one breast with one hand and took the other fully into his mouth and sucked and pulled at it, making you moan with longing desire for him to take you fully.

"Please take me already!" You begged with a whimper.

He tut-tutted, "I have more pleasurable dreams to fulfill. He switched the treatments of your breasts and then when he had finished his feast, he took off his clothes then used his left hand to grasp your hair tightly, and shoved two of his fingers into your fork, pumping them repetitively.

"Uh! Uh! Ah! Ooh!" You moaned as the soft tender noises erupted from your mouth.

He kissed you as he continued to pump you till he was sure you were wet enough to take him in. Ludwig adjusted himself between you tender legs and gently eased his shaft into you, making you scream in pain and clench your fists and grit your teeth. You tensed up to his length. Tears bubbled at your eyes as you let out short gasping breaths filled with pain, when it had faded away you begged him, "P-please move, Ludwig."

"Hush child, I vill be the one making orders around here."

You nodded meekly, and he thrust into you, hard, fast and deep. "Damn, you're so tight! I love it!" He groaned huskily as he greedily took more of you. He took her mouth and demanded entrance which you submissively allowed. His kiss was like his sex, deep, dark, and had a demanding force. But, when he disengaged his lips from yours, you were panting and begging for more. To which he did, but by his own accord. He cupped to your bottom and made you take every inch of him and he reached you Eden in that single shot.

"LUDWIG!" You screamed.

"_, who do you belong to!"

"YOU, LUDWIG! I BELONG TO YOU! I AM YOURS!" You screamed, tears pouring down your face.

You both climaxed within a few minutes of each other and then he held you close to him, and kissed away your tears.

"Ich liebe dich, _."

"I love you too Ludwig." You said.

Arthur held the dress you had left on the boat and cried into it, wishing you were in his arms. He missed your feistiness. The way you proudly held yourself in that haughty way of yours, but alas, you were never to be his.