When I was about 15, I had the opportunity to play a game of capture the flag with a team of 8 boys vs 8 girls. My younger sister, Ashley, was in the girls team. This particular group had played each other twice before, in capture the flag, and we each won one of the games. Since the third game was the tiebreaker, we decided to up the stakes and we agreed that the losing team would have to be held prisoner by the winning team for an hour after the game.
We were each supremely confident in our impending victory, so we hid our flags and the game began! Within minutes, it seemed like the girls had the better reason to be confident, as they quickly captured 7 of the 8 boys. I was the only free boy left on my team, and I was left with three options:
1. Go for the girls flag and the win.
2. Go for the girls jail and try to rescue the prisoners.
3. Hang back and defend my flag.
I went for option 1 and headed straight for the flag. After some searching in enemy territory, I managed to find it. Victory was at hand! However, in order to secure the win, I had to get it back to my own territory, and no sooner had I touched the flag than all 8 of the girls showed up behind me, blocking my path.
I made a break for it, running the long way to avoid all of them. The girls gave chase, but I was fast, and one by one, I left them in the dust until there was only one left. Unfortunately, that one was Ashley, and she was gaining rapidly. I ran as fast as I possibly good, my sister on my heels. The border was getting closer and so was she. Then, when I was mere feet away, I stumbled slightly, and Ashely dove at me, hand outstretched for the tag.
As Ashley lept for me, I managed to dodge out of the way at the last second. She slipped and fell to the ground and I rushed across the border with the girls flag. Victory was ours!
The girls' faces fell when they saw that I had their flag and the boys let out a cheer when they heard the news. However, when it came time for the girls to pay up and be our prisoners, they started to grumble and complain. Some of them said it was unfair that we won because my sister had tripped, others said it was unfair because they had caught 7 out of the 8 of us, so they deserved to win, and others simply said that they did not want to be our prisoners. We protested that a deal is a deal, but they held their ground.
I appealed to Ashley, hoping she would be more fair than the others and pointing out that if the roles were reversed, I would have accepted my fate gladly. She admitted I was right, so she asked the girls to huddle up so they could talk. In the end, they told us that they had agreed to be our prisoners, so they would stick with that. However, they were only willing to be so for 15 minutes. We boys protested, saying that was way too short.
Then Ashley stepped forward and said that she had an alternate proposal. She pulled me aside and said that while her team didn't want to go along with being prisoners for an hour, she would make them agree to it if I insisted.
"However," she said, "don't you LIKE to be captured?"
"I do!" I admittedly excitedly, starting to see where this was going.
"And I'm pretty sure the rest of your team likes it as well."
She was right. Everyone on my team was someone who enjoyed being captured almost as much as me. I nodded.
"Okay, so why don't you be our prisoners instead?" She suggested. "As a reward for your victory?"
My heart was beating rapidly at this point. I was absolutely thrilled at this suggestion. To have the opportunity to win the game and still get to be a prisoner was an absolute dream come true.
However, I didn't want to agree so readily. "I don't know," I said. "I feel like we need more to sweeten the deal."
"What do you want?" Ashley asked.
"Well," I said, "you were going to be our prisoners for one hour. So how about we get to be your prisoners for three hours?"
Ashley gave a short laugh. "You really do like being captured, don't you Jeff?"
I nodded eagerly.
"That works for me," she agreed. Make the offer to your team."
I walked back to the other boys, hardly able to believe that this was real. I was really about to get the opportunity to be held captive for multiple hours!? But first I needed to convince them.
I gathered the boys in a circle. "Okay, here's the deal," I said. "Either the girls will be our prisoners for 15 minutes, or else we can be their prisoners for 3 hours." I thought it was better to leave out the part where they might be willing to agree to an hour of captivity to us.
However, my caution was unnecessary. The minute I communicated the offer, I saw all their faces light up. They all began to talk quietly and nod enthusiastically to each other.
"That sounds great!" one of them finally said, and everyone else agreed. "Let's be prisoners!"
All 8 of us turned and walked over to the girls. I stepped forward and said "okay, we accept. We're your prisoners."
Ashley gave a small smile. "Are you all sure about this?" she confirmed.
All the other boys nodded and declared "yes! We love being captured." All the girls laughed at this and then they broke off to get all the materials they needed to secure us.
We boys could hardly contain our excitement as the girls returned with an assortment of ropes and cloths. They stood before us, binding materials in their hands.
"Ready?" asked Ashley.
"Ready!" we shouted in unison.
"Alright then," she ordered. "Tie them up!"
A cheer went up from the boys and we eagerly put our hands behind our backs and turned around so they could do what they needed. A shiver of delight ran through my body as the girls bound my wrists and arms tightly and then culminated with a cloth being used to gag me. Once we were all bound, the boys were lined up and flanked by the girls, then made to march. The girls paraded us around the yard, showing us off to our parents, who were thoroughly avoided amused by the whole thing.
Then we were guided up to the deck and made to stand there while the girls decided what to do with us. In the end, the decision was made to split us up and have each girl get one boy to be their personal prisoner. I was given to my own sister, and I'm not sure who took more delight in Ashley dragging me away with her: her or me.
Once we were off on our own, Ashley removed my gag and asked what I would like now. I thought for a moment, then asked "could you hogtie me?"
"Sure!" she replied. She untied the ropes from around my arms, then instructed me to lie face down. She then bound my feet with the ropes and tethered them to my hands.
"How's that?" she asked.
"Could you make it tighter?" I asked.
"Okay," she shrugged, pulling the bindings taut. "Gag in or out?" Ashley asked.
"In please!" I requested. Ashley obliged, gagging me firmly. I lay like that for about an hour, soaking it all in. This was the best day ever. I had defeated the girls in a game of capture the flag and now I was getting to be a true and proper prisoner, bound and absolutely helpless!
After she was done with me being there, Ashley stood me back up and rebound my arms, then I was marched back to regroup with the rest of the prisoners. All of us had the biggest smiles on our faces, and I truly think we were having way more fun than the girls. They ended up tying us all with our arms above our heads, stretching us out so much that we had to go up on our tip-toes to relieve the pressure multiple times.
My mom came down to check on us, but we all said we were already. She knew I liked being captured, so she wasn't that fazed, and she accepted that I was having a good time. We were left like that for the final hour, and then, at long last, we were released. And that's the story of the most epic boys vs girls capture the flag game I've ever played!
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Capture the Flag: Boys vs Girls (f+/m+)
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This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!
Nice one!
Usually, I like it to be the other way round, but this one I definitly liked! Well done.
Usually, I like it to be the other way round, but this one I definitly liked! Well done.
Cute story. I would have made the same choices 
Nainur wrote: 8 months ago Nice one!
Usually, I like it to be the other way round, but this one I definitly liked! Well done.
Thanks! All of us boys would have also preferred things the other way around at the time, but more bondage is better than less bondage, so that won the day for us haha
This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!
Thanks! Would love a rematch with them with the same results now that we're all adults (although swapping out my sister for someone I'm not related to lol)
This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!
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I always enjoy your stories. Makes me wish I had had a sister to tie me up when I was younger.
TiedAndTaped3D wrote: 8 months ago I always enjoy your stories. Makes me wish I had had a sister to tie me up when I was younger.
Thank you so much! I was definitely lucky to have a ton of people in my life who were very happy to tie me up back then.
This conversation would go a lot smoother if you just gagged me already!