Capture the Flag (m/ff)

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Capture the Flag (m/ff)

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Our family owned a moderately sized house. Nothing too special about the interior. However, we did have a very, and I mean VERY big backyard. Well, that's not really true. Out backyard was pretty small, but right outside the black aluminum fence was a forest.

It wasn't a Yellowstone by any means, but if I were to take a wild guess it would be like 5 acres of land. Just sitting right outside our backyard.

So naturally, we took frequent advantage of it.

It was the weekend, and my neighbors came over to play. They were two girls, Sarah and Crystal.

Sarah was the older one, only a year younger than me. Crystal was the younger one, about 1 year younger than my sister, so 3 years younger than me.

My sister wasn't home today, she was out for an optometrist appointment somewhere. So, we got bored inside the house pretty quickly.

"What can we do? I'm bored." Crystal groaned from the couch.

"Well..." I said, my mind spinning. "We could play Capture the Flag."

"Great idea!" Crystal said, springing up. "We could use the back-backyard!" (that was our term for the forest, because it was behind the backyard)

"But just us 3 playing Capture the Flag is boring." Sarah said. "We need to make it more interesting that just running around."

"How about prisoners get tied up at camp?" I proposed.

There was a moment of silence as Sarah and Crystal looked at each other, silently debating.

"Alright. That sounds interesting." Sarah says. "What will we use to tie each other though?"

I pondered for a moment, and then ran upstairs, grabbing a big box from my shelf. I then ran back downstairs.

"What's in there?" Crystal asked?

I opened the box. Inside were a couple coils of paracord and a "Beginner's Guide to Knots" book. I had been practicing knots for a camping trip a couple months ago. However it turned out to be unnecessary, as it rained hard that week. So we just rented a cabin, and I left the box to collect dust.

Until now.

I had 7 coils of paracord, 2 for Sarah and Crystal, 3 for me. One coil for the wrists, another for the legs. I got the extra because I was going to be a one-man team.

I also decided to give all of us a bandana to gag each other with. Just for the funsies.

With equipment out of the way, I laid out the rules:

1. Borders are the forest, if you run out of it (intentional or not) you have to surrender, and consequently be tied up.
2. Prisoners are to be escorted to your team's camp and be tied up there. During the escort, they cannot escape.
3. Prisoners can only escape if they break free from their restraints or a teammate unties them.
3. If prisoners escape, they cannot immediately take the flag. They must return to their camp (without being re-captured) and then run back to get the flag.
4. As soon as someone grabs the flag and returns it to their camp, the game has ended.

Sarah's dad also had two airhorns. One was used, another brand new. So we took both and made a new rule:

5. Airhorn signals the beginning of the game. If one team sounds the airhorn, the game doesn't start until the opposing team also horns. The signal for the game ending is 3 honks of the airhorn.


Our camps were simple. The sisters had a clearing, I had a different clearing.

My clearing was perfect for this game, almost as if it were built for this sole purpose. Near to the sides of the clearing were 2 young deciduous trees, perfect for tying a prisoner to.

I make sure the paracord coils were tucked into my pockets and my bandana was securely around my neck. Then honked the airhorn.

A few seconds later, they responded with a honk from their airhorn.

Let the games begin.

I knew I was outnumbered, so I carefully scampered around the perimeter of the forest, being careful not to step outside the boundaries.

Then, I saw Crystal, hiding behind a large log. Her back was faced towards me, and she looked like she was camping there, ready to jump at me whenever I'd pass by.

Oh, the sweet, sweet irony.

i snuck up on her, real quietly. Then I pounced.

I put my hand on her mouth so she couldn't scream and used my other arm to wrap around her torso.

"Mmmppphhh!!!" She screamed into my hand, struggling frantically.

However, I was the older and stronger boy, so my grip held firm.

"You're out Crystal." I said gloatingly. "Now I'm going to escort you back to camp."

She stopped struggling and gave into defeat. I grabbed the pink bandana wrapped around her neck and used it to cleave-gag her.

A small "mmph." escaped her mouth as I did so.

"Alright, hands behind your back." I said, taking out a bundle of paracord from my pocket.

Crystal put her hands behind her back, and I proceeded to tie her wrists together. I securely wrapped the paracord around her hands and cinched it up tightly. It was basic, but that was all I needed for the moment.

I left her legs untied because I still needed to walk her to camp.

"Alright prisoner. let's take you to camp."

"Gmph." Crystal grunted into the gag.

We managed to walk back to camp with no issues, and I sat her down beside one of the trees.

"Alright. I'm going to tie you up to this tree. You can't begin to escape until I'm done tying you." I said.

"Mmphk." Crystal said through her gag.

I untied her wrists and then re-tied them behind the tree. I then took my other coil and securely binded her ankles together.

"All done." I said. "Oh yeah, and also..."

I grabbed the coils of paracord Crystal had.

"I'll be grabbing these, you don't look like you'll need 'em." I said teasingly.

"Hmmph! Grrmph!" Crystal grunted angrily, starting to struggle in her binds.

But my ropework held. Time to find Sarah.

I brainstormed from a hiding place. Sarah was the older one, so she probably was the "attacker" while Crystal stayed behind to try and ambush me. So I decided to wait for her rather than risk being caught.

I hid behind a large rock decently close to my camp, and waited.

Sure enough, Sarah came.

"Oh my gosh, Crystal!" Sarah said. "He got you? The flag is still safe. I'll untie you and we can surround him at camp."

I snuck out from behind my hiding spot. I crept up on her but Crystal saw me.

"Smmh! Bmhmmd ymph!" Crystal said through her gag.

Too late. I ran as soon as I knew my cover was blown and managed to snag Sarah's wrist. I then clamped my hand against her mouth as she screamed for help. (Although she was the last one and Crystal was already tied up)

"Game over Sarah." I said with a big smirk on my face. "Hands behind your back."

Sarah reluctantly did as she was told and I bound her wrists together. However, she was stronger than Crystal so I worried she would manage to escape. So I took out my leftover coil of rope from tying Crystal up and started binding her elbows together.

"Ow-! Hey! That hurts!" Sarah protested. "My wrists are enough!"

I paid no attention and finished tying her elbows together. Now her arms are truly restrained.

"This really hurts. Can you just untie- mmph!" Sarah started saying, before I shoved my wadded-up bandana into her mouth.

Before she could protest and spit it out, I used her bandana to hold the stuffing in place, tying it tightly around her head, silencing her.

"Mmph..." Sarah said through her gag.

I then sat her down beside the tree and tied her to the tree using her coils of rope. Using both coils to firmly secure her torso to the trunk.

I then looked at my two prisoners with smug pride. They glared back at me and struggled hard.

They said they'd get their revenge on me through their gags, but I wasn't worried. I was too busy with my victory.

Half an hour and a lot of muffled "Mmphs" later, they had to leave for lunch. So I untied them.


Little did I know that they'd had their revenge sooner than I thought...
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Great story
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yes, nice. Like it.
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Great story! Looking forward to their revenge …
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I love stories like this :)
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Nice story!
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I remember playing similar games with my cousins where I’d handgag em or generally just find ways to toss them over my shoulder, fun times
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