I was browsing my homepage this morning and saw a prompt about a pirate kidnapping a princess and it brought this memory to mind and a little tingle between my legs.
When I was a teen my grandparents’ house had a back porch with wooden railings that, as a child, I would imagine to be a ship. Their big back yard was divided into two with thick, tall bushes separating the back part from the front with just a narrow opening with a steel frame where they had hung a swing when us grandchildren were young. Unless you were directly behind that gateway, in the bottom section you could not be seen from the upper part or from the house.
At the very bottom in one corner my grandpa had built a small shed where he stored his lawnmower and other gardening tools. In the other corner he had a greenhouse where he had grown flowers and vegetables off season. When I was a teenager I would still play that I was on a ship but my games developed into me being captured from it by pirates and locked in the shed.