An aristocrat looking for adventure

Sandra Hill was a noblewoman, the daughter of two wealthy parents. All her life she lived in the lap of luxury, with servants attending to her every whim. However, she always felt resentment for the ease of her life and longed for adventure.

On a muggy evening, while she wandered the shore of her town, she took note of a ship anchored at the docks. It was a large and intimidating black ship, which along its main mast adorned a black flag with a skull and crossbones.

Starstruck by the mighty ship, Sandra ran to the docks to get a closer look. There she saw rough and tough men hauling various supplies to and from the ship. As she walked by, the men of the crew seemed to take note of her. She wasn’t exactly being subtle, adorning her white flouncy dress and jewelry she’d stand out next to nearly anyone worth less than her.

Eventually, she noticed one man who stood out from the rest, dressed the fanciest of his crew in his big green coat and hat Sandra immediately recognized him as the captain. He appeared to be reading a document, but as she approached his eyes seemed to be drawn to her. Or rather her wealth.

“Excuse me, good Captain,” Sandra said with a curtsy, “I was curious, is this an actual pirate ship?”

The captain looked at her curiously, “Yes, indeed it is,” this woman had to be insane to knowingly approach pirates in such a flashy manner.

“Oh great!” she clapped her hands together excitedly, “I’ve only ever read about them, I’ve never actually seen one in real life!” She gazed upon the great vessel with awe, “Would you, perhaps, be looking for a new crew mate?”

Now the captain was certain she was crazy, “Um… no thank you, mam. You see the sea is a cruel mistress and she doesn’t take kindly to boats with other women on them.”

“Oh, come on!” she begged, “I’ll do anything! I’ve wanted this my whole life!”

The captain looked at her uneasily. There was no way he could take her along with them, it would no doubt endanger his crew. However, maybe he could make use of her…

“Look, I can’t make you an official member of our crew,” he said, “but perhaps you can assist us in preparing the ship for travel.”

“Really?!” she brightened up, though it wasn’t exactly what she wanted, it was close enough to keep her excited, “I’d love to!”

“Great,” the captain nodded as looked her up and down, “but we can’t have you working in that,” he pointed to her dress.

She had to agree, her dress was a bit cumbersome, and no doubt the Egyptian silk would get ripped doing any kind of labor.

“Of course,” she nodded, “do you have something I can wear and a place I might change?”

“We don’t have time for that,” he exclaimed, “just take it off here.”

“What?!” Sandra blushed, “In public?!”

The captain laughed, “Lady, we pirates have nerves of steel. If you can’t strip down on the docks, you’ll never make it onto a ship.”

Sandra looked nervously at him, and then down at her dress, “Fine,” she sighed, removing her jewelry and handing it to the captain who took it eagerly, “Can help me unlace the back?”

The captain leaped behind her and began carefully unlacing her corset, before helping her slide it off. She took over from there, heaving the many layers of her dress off one at a time and handing them off to the captain. As she stripped, some of the crew members gathered around curiously. Sandra could only blush as she noticed the attention she was receiving.

Eventually, she was down to her underwear. Being an upper-class woman she was always at the forefront of most fashion, both in what the public could see and what they couldn’t. That is to say, she was certainly making a statement in her unique sheer bra and panty set. While you couldn’t make out the details of the skin beneath the fabric, but certainly could tell she had a pair of bright pink nipples and a bush.

She felt like a whore being gawked at by so many men. Of course, the actual whores would never be so bold as to roam the streets in what she was currently wearing.

“Is this ok to work in?” She asked meekly, she didn’t want to cover her body to not appear intimidated by the crowd, however, the bright red of her cheeks certainly gave that away.

The captain ogled her a moment, continuing to stroke his chin, “Nope,” he said plainly, “those undergarments might get caught in something. You’ll need to hand them over.”

Sandra stared at him in disbelief, did he actually expect her to work naked?! In front of all these people?!

“If you want to give up,” he continued, “just say so.”

She was so close to an adventure, could she really give up now?

Biting her lip, she slid off her top and tossed it to the captain. The crowd erupted into cheers, which only grew more intense as she dropped her panties. Now standing naked in the middle of the crowd, there was no hiding the blush along her entire body.

The crowd looked at her with enthusiasm. While a good number of them had seen a naked woman before, none had ever seen a naked aristocrat. She was well groomed, seemingly without a hair on her body except for her pussy which was left purposefully unshaven. Her skin was flawless, without a single mark or sign of roughness, it appeared as soft as a pillow. She was the kind of beauty that was reserved for mermaids. And now, blushing as red as a tomato, she was awaiting orders from the captain.

“So, can I start helping out, now?” she asked bashfully.

The captain grinned, “Yeah, I think that’ll do.”