I wanna go ahead and say that I don't own hook, the art you see above, or any other property in this chapter.
I watched 'Hook' and brainstormed this.

Warning! Light Lemon!🍋

Within one evening in your London loft, your world was turned upside down.

After returning from your job as a lawyer, you came home to rest on your couch and watch your preferred television program, but that dream was dashed by a group of hooligans breaking into your loft and knocking you unconscious.

The last, faint memory you had before passing out was of a hook dragging across your wall, with a sinister, feminine chuckle accompanying it.

In what felt like just a moment of unconsciousness, you awoke to an odd sight.

You had been tied to a ship's mast, and not any regular ship, you were tied to what appeared to be a ship from the 17th century, complete with cannons and the smell of ocean water.

What's more, is that upon looking around, you saw that you were surrounded by, for lack of better word, pirates.

All the men surrounding you wore worn clothes and stench signaling they had not bathed in sometime, their teeth also showing poor dental hygiene.

The pirates appeared to be cheering in some kind of celebration, their debauchery causing you even more confusion.

Then suddenly, in the midst of your confusion and the pirates' celebration, a gunshot rang out, followed by a nearby pirate falling to the ground, dead.

Through the unwashed, uncivilized group emerged a single, slender figure in a crimson coat and hat. Her voice mixed with a sinister laugh

Woman: Well, well...I finally have you...

The woman approached you, her right hand hidden under her coat as she approached you with a devilish glee.

Woman: You've eluded me for long, cowered into a realm far beyond, but I found you. And now...

The woman lifted her right arm, and dug a hook that filled the area of her hand into the mast where you were tied.

Woman: You belong to Captain Janice Hook!

Crew: Hook! Hook! Hook!

You: What!? You were looking for me!?

Hook: Don't play dumb, Pan! I know that's you in the disguise of a lawyer!

You: Who's Pan!?

Hook: Enough of this! I know that's you! You ca-

Hook stopped her enraged speech and started at your face.

Hook: Wait...

Hook pushed her, well, hook, against your cheek, forcing you to turn your head.

Hook: Smee!

Out of the crowd sprung out a short, old man with a jolly demeanor.

Smee: Yes Captain?

Hook: Look at this man, are you certain this is Pan?

Smee: I believe so Captain, I and the men tracked Pan threw that strange place called 'London'.

Hook: Do you have the coordinates to Pan's location?

Smee: Yes, Captain, See for yourself.

Smee pulled out the coordinates, and after examining them, Hook's face turned to a scowl.

Hook: You fool! These coordinates are inaccurate!

Smee: But how Captain!?

Hook held out the coordinates, and turned them over, revealing Smee had used them while holding them upside down.

Smee: Oh...I thought they seemed a bit off

You and Hook: A bit!?

Hook looked at you.

Hook: So...what am I to do with you?

You panicked to find a reason for Hook to spare you.

You: I'm a lawyer! I can help you get out of legal trouble! I got money! I can sing karaoke!

Pirate in group: We need another man for karaoke night!

Hook: Fair enough.

Hook used her sword to cut you down from your bindings, and grabbed your collar with her hook.

Hook: listen good and listen well.

You: I don't think I have a choice...

Hook: From this day on, you belong to me. Not this ship, not this crew, me. Whatever I tell you that do you do five times what any other man could do. And if you fail or rebel...

Hook dug her hook point into your...lower regions.

Hook: I will take your most valuable bits.

You sweated in a nervous panic.

You: Yes captain, right away captain.

Hook: Excellent. Men, say hello to our new cabin man. An ample replacement for the last.

You: What happened to the last?

Hook pointed to the front of the ship, where a skeleton was chained with a sword in the eye socket.

You: Must have been a poor cabin man...

Hook: He thought he'd get a look of me undressed. Don't make that same mistake...

Hook moved your face to hers with her hook.

Hook: Without my permission.

Hook released you, and you looked out onto the ocean, uncertain as to what to expect next.

Timeskip, six months later
After half a year of piracy and adventure, the nervous lawyer you were was gone, and was replaced with a hardened, dirty pirate.

You blended in with the crewmen, and often joined them in their drunken escapades, many of which resulted in you needing to be freed from jail.

Hook had become more pleasant towards you, and often shared drinks where she regaled you with stories of her many adventures.

On one particular night at sea, peaceful and quiet, Smee approached you as you watched the waves.

Smee: The captain requests you in her chambers, friend.

You: Oh? I can't wait to hear the next story she has for me.

You entered Hook's personal chambers, and found her slouched in her lounge chair, wearing only a long nightgown.

You: You called captain?

Hook: Yes...please sit.

You sat in the free lounge chair opposite of Hook.

Hook stood up and went for the wine cabinet.

Hook: I must be honest, I'm feeling a bit lost.

You: Lost? How so?

Hook returned to you and poured a glass of rum.

Hook: I've plundered every location known on the seven seas, found every treasure, and raised every ship...and now I feel lost on what to do now.

You: We could always continue our hunt for Pan.

Hook: Yes, we could, but I've chased him for so long that it's grown tiresome.

Hook drank her glass in one go.

You: This must be bad, I've never heard you talk like that.

Hook: Indeed, which is why I need you to reinvigorate me.

You: How would I do that captain?

Hook: Oh...you know how.

Hook put down her glass, and climbed onto your lap, her lips not far from yours.

You: Captain, I-

Hook hushed you.

Hook: You know you want this.

Hook grabbed you and pulled you into her kiss, running her line hand across your chest.

Hook pulled back.

You: I do indeed want this, no lie captain.

Hook: As do I.

Hook took her hook from her arm, and I did her robe slightly.

Hook: Take off your clothes, now.

You began unbuttoning your shirt as Hook rubbed your chest.

You: Yes captain.

Hook: If you keep this secret, then perhaps we could...entertain each other again.

You: My lips are sealed Captain.

You undid your clothes as Hook continued to kiss you, your life as a pirate now more exciting.