The President experienced a very weird sensation as she took the President's position where, just seventeen and one half hours before, the now dead Pr...sident had sat. An involuntary chill, not caused by the cold temperatures, started at her toes and slowly transported itself up her back to her head when she thought about the fact that she was the only person who had been present at that fateful meeting that still survived. When everyone had found a seat, the new President began."First of all, I. Nena tried to squirm away from his touch, but could not move. Her legs and arms pulled tautly by the ropes that were looped to the stakes. She only succeeded in rubbing her tight stomach into the bark making her cry out in pain.Mark grinned and continued to run his hand up and down Nena's back, arms and legs as she continued to shed tears of shame and humiliation. Then Constancia said to her, "So your papa thinks your a dog huh puta?" She laughed cruelly.Nena cried out, "Constancia, why oh god. Scuttlebutt was he had stepped on a rusty nail, neglected to get it treated and it became infected and gangrenous. He also was bed ridden. His foot was swollen a dark purple because it had very little circulation. The nurses always pulled his curtains to attend to him, which they did often. Thursday morning, one nurse had left a gap between the side curtain and the curtain at the foot of the bed. It afforded me a glimpse into what was happening with Mr. Edwards. The nurse had removed his gown. Some would call it tunnel vision, at least my hands stopped shaking. I was a few minutes into this before I realized that the glistening fluid trickling between her engorged pussy lips. This coupled with her bullet hard nipples, and the rapid way her chest was moving, was a clear indication to me she was most definitely in her own world as well. I was shaving a woman I had known for only a few months, my fingers touched parts of her that must be claiming a great amount of her self-will to stay.