I Was Missing For Months Pt 01

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These are my stories, do not copy them or rewrite them.

Note to readers: There are extreme non-consent events BDSM. Names have been changed. Not your thing I'm sorry.

I Was Missing For Months Part One,

I loved being a Seahawks cheerleader, but my last year was seven years ago. I loved going to the Husky's games, the stadium shook with the fans stomping and yelling.

My dream of being a cheerleader germinated there. My name is Andrea Lorentzen, I've been married to Doug for four years now and we have twin girls Mary Ellen and Susan Marie and Doug's daughter Ginger who was nine, he'd lost his first wife due to leukemia. She called me mommy and I loved her.. They have red hair like me as does Ginger. I'll turn thirty five this coming December.

I did graduate from the University of Washington with a GPA of three point four. I graduated with a degree in primary education and got my teaching certificate in a fifth year.

When I pledged to Alpha Chi Omega I was a virgin. Thirty days after classes started I lost my virginity to a stunningly beautiful Senior girl in our sorority Ginnie. I was and am five foot nine inches tall. Ginnie was six foot tall and already a professional model and had been since she was fourteen. Her mother was a voluptuous red head, that if she breathed she jiggled. Her Daddy had played basketball for the Portland Trail Blazers in the NBA. He was six foot ten inches tall. Ginnie had four sisters and three brothers. One sister was a full sister, the rest were half-siblings.

Ginnie turned me every which way but loose. I was a screamer and a squirter. She bought me a ball gag, simply to keep the sound down. Fingers, and fists were in my cunt and ass. That grew to dildos and strap ons. We were cuddling one night just before thanksgiving. I was the little spoon to her big spoon. I said, "Ginnie?"

She said, "Yes baby."

I said very quietly, "I love you."

She rotated out of the spoon and I was on my back and her face was just above me. There were tears running down my face.

"Andi, why you crying?"

I said, "I still love you, even if you don't love me, what's that song? It goes I can't make you love me, if you don't."

Ginnie took me to this club in the Hill Top neighborhood in Tacoma Friday after Thanksgiving. Obviously I was under age, but after a few dances with Ginnie, she introduced me to some of her step brothers and their friends and I discovered that while not all dicks for black men were long, quite a few made up for their friends with long and thick dicks. Most of them fucked me into Saturday morning. I had lost track of Ginnie, but I passed out.

One of her step brothers brought me some sausage biscuits from Burger King and some scalding hot coffee. There was a small shower in the back of the club and I took a quick shower and my lessons resumed, with two black men this time.

I started to disassociate from what was going on. I had a brother and a sister and a mom and dad. We attended Sacred Heart Catholic Church in lower Queen Anne, which was right near the Science Center. We lived a very old house a block up from Denny Street and Daddy (Bill) completely restored it. He was a commercial insurance broker. Mom (Elaine) taught first grade at St. Anne's Parochial school up on top of Queen Anne Hill.

My older brother (Teddy) graduated from UW and was on a ROTC scholarship and now was in Naval flight training school in Pensacola, Florida and he was engaged to beautiful woman he'd met in Florida, we'd facetimed several times and I knew shed be perfect for Teddy, they wanted four kids. I so wanted to find a good man like Teddy, be a good mother. I liked the idea of four kids too.

Mom and I had so much fun Wednesday night making pies (Blackberry, pecan, chess (buttermilk and sugar), Apple) and our family dip, which was cottage cheese, ketchup, Worcestershire sauce, oregano, roasted garlic and some curry power.

I wanted to talk to her about Ginnie and about how confused I was, but how much I loved Ginnie. I was confused about how I just gave in to Ginnie, but I was happy too.

My older sister Laurie came over with her husband Tim Thursday morning. They've been married for three years now and she was eight months pregnant with a girl!!!!

In mom and dad's bedroom she pulled up her sweater and I put my hands on her belly and I could feel the baby kick. Laurie said sing to her, so I sang Kelly Clarkson's Since You've Been Gone, Laurie gently put the side of my face on her belly so (Thea) could hear and she calmed down.

Monday I woke up in the back of a van as we were bouncing along on the freeway. I sat up and we were on I-5. Finally, it exited off of I-5 and we headed east toward the campus. I was wearing some sweats, Stadium High Tigers. I had dried cum on my face, my hair was a mess. My fingernails were broken off. I had a pair of boy's Converse tennis shoes that were blue.

The van stopped in front of the sorority and the side door opened up and one of Ginnie's brothers helped me out and he said to me, "Girl stay away from her she's a bad bitch."

My watch and phone were gone and I went in the front door and upstairs into Ginnie's room, she was texting somebody and heard me come in and jumped up with this huge smile and her arms open and reaching towards me and I kicked her as hard as I could in the cunt. I played soccer for Holy Names academy and was pretty good.

Her mouth had an "oh" look and she was dancing on her tippy does and I did it again. She fell onto the floor with her face on the tile floor and her knees making these retching noises. I walked behind her and kicked her three more times and she finally threw up. I grabbed her by the hair and rubbed her face in the vomit. I got my stuff, there really wasn't much. I grabbed one of her bags and ripped off the luggage tag and put my stuff in it.

She said haltingly, "Why, " she stopped when I kicked her cunt twice more and went downstairs.

The housemother was downstairs as I came downstairs. She said to me, "Where are you going Andrea?"

I said, "Ginnie took me someplace in Tacoma Friday night and left me there and I was gang raped for three days. I am bleeding from my vagina, anus and I am most likely pregnant and have various STDs."

Apparently, I did pass out and I woke up in hospital bed, that turned out to be UW hospital, there was beeping. My whole body hurt so bad.

I opened my eyes and Laurie and mom were there looking at me and I started bawling my heart out and everything hurt so bad.

Well that got a bunch of nurses and doctors to come running and apparently I had a morphine drip, which they did something to it and I was out like a light.

At some point I woke up again. There happened to be an older nurse there and I said quietly, "Why am I in the hospital?"

She gave me a sad smile and patted my hand and said, "Honey you had some surgery and you're recovering from it."

I said, "Am I okay? Can I be a mother, please God tell me I can have babies?"

She said, "It's eight in the morning, doctor makes her rounds between nine and eleven, you can talk to her then."

"Can I have something to drink?"

She said, "I will bring you some ice chips."

The doctor came and told me that I had surgery for tearing in the vaginal wall and also in my anus and that I would recover and be able to have children. I'd already missed a week of school and would probably need weeks of recovery. My mom came into see me that morning and held my hand.

I said, "Mom it's all my fault, l let this girl seduce me and I never should have, I have to go to confession I have sinned so much."

She said, "Shush Andi. Shush girl."

She went on, "That girl is a predator and was arrested and released on bond and fled the country with the help of her Dad, her mom is a porn star. Ten other girls came out of the woodwork that she did the same thing to, just as she did to you."

"Daddy and I, because we had a power of attorney due to your incapacitation sued her, her parents, the local sorority and its National branch and the University. The university has made noises about a settlement and the sorority has been unsanctioned."

I stared at her and then I whispered, "Mom, the doctor said I can still be a mom.

Please don't ever tell my husband when I get married, nobody will ever want to marry me if they knew. I always wanted to be a mommy like you and Laurie."

Her mouth twisted and she started to cry and she squeezed my hand. She said, "Thea was born yesterday and Laurie and her are doing great and we would never hurt you.

I had to drop out due to the recovery time. The University settled and as part of that I was able to re-enroll in Spring Quarter. As a lark I went down to meet the Husky soccer coach Lezle Galimore She said when I walked into her office, "Andi Lorentzen, Holy Names Academy, forward. Right?"

I nodded and said, "Coach I think I could help the team, I'm fast and I had to unenroll but will reenroll this spring quarter, but I'm really interested in trying out."

She said, "Why did you drop out?"

I said, "I was gang raped over a weekend in Tacoma and had to have some surgery. I'm better and I've been running."

She stood up and walked around her desk and hugged me hard and here came the water works again and I cried so hard and she patted my back.

I took a step back and said, "I'm sorry for that, I'm getting some counselling and I'm better. The best news is that I am healed and I'm going to be able to have kids. My older sister just had a little girl. I want to be involved and I can play.

It was a good time to be there I graduated in 2013 and by Christmas I had my teaching certificate.

I had been celibate since the rapes and on a lark, I was out with some of my old teammates before Christmas and one of them said, "I dare you to try out for the Seahawks cheer leader squad. There are turn outs at the end of February. The Seahawks had just won the Super Bowl.

As a soccer player I was especially flexible and could kick over my head and do the splits and well my breasts are large D-Cups. Red hair, long legs and big titties, just kidding. I was far and away the most athletic of anyone trying out and as the head coordinator said, I was a stone cold fox, apparently I was a shoe in.

You were not supposed to "date" the players, but it happened. I met the owner who was a billionaire software guy Rual Barlen. I went to a couple of parties where there were players and their girl friends and their wives as well. I was a saint in the first year, the second year they lost the Super Bowl and there was a party out in Issaquah at a player's home that I went to with a couple of girls on the squad, technically going to a part was not "dating".

They had just lost the Super Bowl and the party was at one of the legion of boom players and it was pretty chill. I was wearing off white chinos with red open toed pumps with five inch heels. I had a sleeveless cotton blouse on with extra-large openings for my arms, which showed some side boobs, since I was without a bra, I was trolling for somebody to "date me" all night long.

I met this chill fox name Pele and she had this huge diamond ring on and asked if wanted to spark a blunt up with her and I nodded.

It wasn't long before we were in the yard besides the house and she was shot gunning this blunt, into my mouth and I was fucked up. We were giggling, holding hands and we went back through side yard to the back yard and then onto the wooden deck through the kitchen and into the family room.

Pele, led me to this young man, couldn't have been more than twenty and she said, "Mikey, this is Andi. She's chill and I'm hungry baby, let's go home."

He stood up and he was immense six foot six, muscles upon muscles and a sweet face. He leaned over and kissed my cheek and said, "Hi Andi, I'm Mikey. Pele's good people, so you must be too. I'm a really good cook, are you hungry too."

I was enthralled and I nodded.

"Let's go girls, "he said.

They had a home pretty close to the Renton highlands, not far from where the team played. They had a black GMC suburban and I sat in the backseat while Pele turned in the front seat, giggling with me talking about college fun and whether I liked being a cheer leader.

Mikey was really into natural food and bought a home in Maui, outside Lahaina. Lots of rice, some meat, but more to be like a flavor injection. That first night Pele taught me how to use chop sticks. We talked and smoked some more. Mikey made pineapple cake and home made ice cream and we all stuffed ourselves.

We were talking and I blurted, "I feel so safe with you two."

Pele was like a spirit god and her face looked so sad and she said, "Tell me Andi, you are safe."

I felt my face flush and I looked at both of them and I bawled my heart out until I was in a fetal position whimpering. Mikey gently picked me up and carried me to a hot tub in this huge bedroom. Pele was already in the tub and Mikey just walked in and I was sitting on her lap. She comforted me for a while. Mikey brought me some green tea and ice water.

I told them about Ginnie and how let myself fall into a trap, because I was young and naïve. I played soccer out of it and it led me to them. But, I said, "I feel like people that who are evil, sociopaths ore psychopaths have this sense for vulnerable people.

Like zombies.

I looked at Pele and said, "I needed to do that. I've been carrying that around in me. I had counseling but it was just like they were trying to teach me tricks to fool myself into saying I'm okay you're okay, " I took a big gulp of air and said, "Please don't take this the wrong way, but I love you Pele. You're pure love, like my mom, my sister, my bestie and you're a total smoke show."

We both started giggling and Mikey said, "There's some more cake."

Pele took my hand after too much cake and said, "Come on, " and we went to this gigantic bed and she unwrapped the towels off of us and we crawled into bed. We kissed just a little tongue and everything was perfect, soft and warm and she smelled so good. We pulled apart.

She said, "Baby you need this, " and she pulled my face onto her nipple and said,

"Nurse baby mommy's got you."

I could hear my sucking noises and I was humming and she was lactating and it was so warm and sweet. Mikey was in the bed behind her and entered her but it was as if was barely there, the bed did not bang around, just kind of a rhythm.

I'm not sure when, but I fell asleep and slept deep into the next day. Somewhere my phone was in my purse and there was gentle rain hitting the windows and I could smell something cooking. I found the bathroom, and peed and peed. There was a shower and I took a little bird bath in a couple of minutes and there was a pink, fluffy bathrobe and I put it on and crept towards the aromas.

Pele was on a loveseat and she was nursing a toddler and her eyes were closed.

Mikey waved his hand and I looked and he touched his lips to make sure I was quiet. I nodded and he pointed to the coffee.

I pointed at him and the coffee and he nodded. A mug in each hand, I gave him one and I turned to see the toddler fall of her nipple. Mikey quickly put a pacifier in his mouth.

He whispered, "That's MJ, for Mike Junior."

Pele had this soft little buzz going, totally zonked out.

Mikey made me this bowl of rice, spam, apple slivers, green onion, avocado and Thai fish sauce topped off by a fried egg. I was starving and as he was putting it together, my stomach was growling.

I was blown away how perfect the combination was. I felt like such a pig, but he made me another bowl.

He said, "Andi, you're too skinny, you need meat on your bones.

I lived with them for two years. Mikey was traded as I'd seen so many players come and go, they moved away, said they'd come back and they did.

Basically I was Pele's sub, but she was gentle and caring. Only occasionally would Mikey and I make love and only with Pele's permission. I loved her unreservedly and Mikey I loved like a gentle giant who would show up three times a year.

I quit the cheer leading thing. The whole thing, the team, the NFL and the TV and cheerleaders was like World Wide Wrestling, just shined up a bit.

I told Pele how much I loved her and how my heart was broken, but I needed to be real and be a mom. That night we made love and wept together. Mikey spent the night with MJ.

I got a job teaching at St. Anne's on Queen Anne Hill, Mom was doing first grade and I was working with Kindergarten and preschool kids.

Laurie knew that I was bi-sexual, ninety two percent lesbian, but I'd never talked to mom about it. One day there was an early mass and she said, "Andrea, nuns hear confession now too, let's go to mass and we'll go early."

So I guess she knew, thanks Laurie I said to myself, but I went and Sister Mary Clare heard my confession, she was black and not all that much older than me, but it was comfortable. I told her everything, Ginnie forward, Mikey and Pele and how I was heartbroken. She told me to find my old Rosary and pray, not so much out of penance but hope.

Well praying worked. I met Doug at a Christmas pageant with my kindergartners. We got married and had twins.

So really that's me up to Christmas 2023. I received a phone call from the Seahawks Cheer Squad leader Karen McGee inviting me to a reunion, held on the on the owner's gigantic yacht on New Year's Eve, starting at midday noon, and I'd be home by nine at night. The owner Rual Barlen was a mysterious software billionaire who had done lots of things for the city, a museum, real estate investment in run down areas, and the team of course.

Karen said, she'd send an Uber to pick me and the party would be on Mr. Barlen's yacht. It was rainy but we'd be inside his yacht, so I wore some red open toe pumps, four inch heels. Cream colored wool slacks that clung to my bottom were sort of a little over the edge, but I wanted to show off to my old friends and we'd dance of course.

I wore this too tight blouse, that said happy new years across my breasts. Nursing my twins until they were three had left my girls several cups larger at FF and I knew with the lace bra, they would stand out as we danced.

The Uber dropped me at the base of wood walkway at the Elliot Bay Marina and the yacht was tied up at the end of walkway. It was breathtaking. I'm not boat person but it had to be five or six hundred feet long and it went up and up. Ten decks, I'm not real sure.

I could get a ride home and be home at nine or so. Doug and I could get a new year's kiss and football games and dip at Mom and Dads. Ginger really wanted to learn about baking from her "Grammy" and I almost turned around and went home, but, Karen saw me and yelled from one of the decks, "Andi, come on in, it's cold out there."

I waved back and walked to the yacht and there was this ramp from the walkway angling up towards the deck. There was a tall man at the bottom of the ramp who held out this hand and said, "This way ma'am."

I took his hand and he walked me up the ramp where there was an even taller man. He had on this military hat, with a bill and he was wearing this uniform with ribbons and these boards on his shoulder. He was taller even the first guy and he took my hand and kissed and said, "Welcome aboard ma'am! May I say you are stunningly lovely and the most beautiful woman aboard!"

I wanted to make a joke about two adverbs, one after another, but I was a bit flustered. He kept ahold of my hand and put it through his arm and said, "Let me take you to the party, " and we walked towards the front of the yacht and my hip bumped against his and my face felt flushed and he looked down at me.

"First time at sea, ma'am?"

I blurted, "Yes, I'm Andi, " why in fuck did I say that."