<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Pirates on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/pirates/</link><description>Recent content in Pirates on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 20:13:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/pirates/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Taken at Sea</title><link>/stories/2014/08/18/taken-at-sea/</link><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/08/18/taken-at-sea/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I had been taken at sea. Our ship was rammed at night and the pirates swarmed aboard. There was no
time to reach for weapons or resist in any way. I know not what happened to my shipmates for I was
quickly bound and hustled aboard the attackers&amp;rsquo; ship where I was stowed in a damp and dark hold. I was
untied but attached to the wall with a shackle round my ankle. I had some movement but could not reach
the hatch. I stayed there for an unknown amount of time. It was not pleasant, however they supplied me
with plenty of food and water.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Shipwrecked</title><link>/stories/2014/03/28/shipwrecked/</link><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/03/28/shipwrecked/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;It all started like a fairytale for me, I was promised in marriage to the prince of a neighboring country at an early age, and at least I can say that the gentleman was beyond handsome. I had no choice in the matter in any event, and was required to remain pure before the ceremony while so many of my royal friends were out fornicating like rabbits in heat. I used most of my time to become as educated as a future queen should be, but in some worldly things there is no substitute for experience. I used my private time to explore my body in ways that satisfied my curiosities, and I found all manor of inanimate objects, (some quite large), that could be put to use for my relief. I still considered myself a virgin despite evidence to the contrary, and intended to wear white at the ceremony as I had not as of yet entertained a human lover, and I only hoped my prince could measure up with my expectations.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Halloween Mermaid</title><link>/stories/2012/10/30/halloween-mermaid/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/10/30/halloween-mermaid/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A Halloween Special 2012 Tale&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What better way to celebrate Halloween than at a pirate-themed party on an island that was rumored to be haunted?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was the theory. Claire’s problems began when she went to pick out a costume.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The guys had it easy. There were lots of pirate costumes available. They could get anything from a historic pirate outfit to a Captain Jack Sparrow costume.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were a lot of pirate costumes available for girls, too but they were all “sexy pirate”. “Captain Hooker” was more like it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>X Marks The Spot</title><link>/stories/2012/03/16/x-marks-the-spot/</link><pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/03/16/x-marks-the-spot/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Anne pushed the covers aside and slid out of bed. She pulled the thin gown over her head, reached for her hair brush, and stepped in front of the mirror. Anne frowned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong with me? It&amp;rsquo;s not right that the younger sister should marry before the older. Yes, she is the pretty one, but I&amp;rsquo;m not ugly. More handsome than pretty, but Mother is more handsome still and she married Father. I&amp;rsquo;m neither skinny nor fat. I see the way men look at me.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>X Marks The Spot</title><link>/stories/2012/03/16/x-marks-the-spot/</link><pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/03/16/x-marks-the-spot/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Anne pushed the covers aside and slid out of bed. She pulled the thin gown over her head, reached for her hair brush, and stepped in front of the mirror. Anne frowned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong with me? It&amp;rsquo;s not right that the younger sister should marry before the older. Yes, she is the pretty one, but I&amp;rsquo;m not ugly. More handsome than pretty, but Mother is more handsome still and she married Father. I&amp;rsquo;m neither skinny nor fat. I see the way men look at me.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Metamorphosis</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/metamorphosis/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/metamorphosis/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Sci-Fi / Fantasy / Machine / Lesbian / Female Masturbation / Spanking / Flogging&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AI Metal changes a woman&amp;rsquo;s body and life - a Kafkaesque story.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Franz Kafka had a great influence on writing and literature in the 20th century. Even today,  strange and/or creepy stories are called Kafkaesque. In his novella “Die Verwandlung” (usually translated into English as “Metamorphosis”) a man slowly turns into a cockroach.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In my version of Metamorphosis, I go one up on Kafka. Not only does a woman totally change, her entire world changes around her. More than that, she becomes something much, much more interesting than a cockroach.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>