"She wrapped my head in newspaper again securing it tightly with leather straps as before. She pushed me back into the cage and locked it. Shortly the...eafter I heard voices. A small group of people apparently was getting a tour of the dungeon. I heared male and female voices. Mistress Phoenix was explaining the various instruments and torture devices. She answered a lot of questions. The voices came close."What's in there," a female voice asked."Oh that's Frank. He has a really bizzare fetish.. Can you cook?" No, not really. Can you?" A little. Let's see if we can find something I know how to cook."Lisa found a big sausage. We both knew how to peal potatoes and it turned out to be fun cooking together. After we had eaten we watched TV, wondering how they always can get a camera crew out to get pictures no matter how severe the weather is. There were pictures of people being rescued from their cars and a lot of very scenic snow landscapes. The wind had picked up and was causing drifts. I took her offer and mounted her for a few minutes before dumping another load in her cunt. She mentioned her husband would be home and she needed to shower as she had cum all over her pussy. Gramps told her we would be by the same time next week. Next day we had a few calls to make then we stopped by Mrs. Karin's house. Within minutes of walking in Mrs. Karin was naked on the bed and gramps was pounding away. She was screaming and kicking then they both came and collapsed. Then Mrs. Karin said. Up until now this had been just me trying to protect The Program from some unknown oppponents. With the attack on Bessie this had suddenly become very personal.My closest friends -- Missy, the Lunch Bunch and Matt and Heather -- greeted me at my locker. They were brave. Everyone else avoided me like I was radioactive.I asked them for their help. By lunchtime -- the end of the day at the latest -- I'd know who'd done it. But I insisted they leave the rest up to me, rather than get in trouble.