Mardaani – A Fantasy – Part 6

Chapter 7 – Bikram

It was nearly five months since Anjali’s abduction. No trace of the girl had been found. It was to be one of the many unsolved cases, on the files of which dust piles. The police had moved on to other cases. Meera had accepted that Anjali would not be coming back. There was a perpetual gloom in Rani’s house.

It was 2 am. Meera was in her room, Rani-Bikram in theirs. All were heavily asleep. Unknown to Meera and Bikram, Rani had laced the soft drinks – that they had along dinner – with sedatives. She had taken the sedatives herself as well. As a result, none could hear anything when five people entered the flat. They removed all the cameras that they had inserted at various points in the house. In three trips, all three occupants of the house were in the car waiting outside the house. The car drove off. Rani and her family had been kidnapped.

Bikram opened his eyes. His head was aching, his eyes were stuck. He was sitting on a chair, wearing a vest and a boxer. This arms and legs were tied to the arm-rest and the legs of the chair respectively. On the bed in front of him, sat Rani and a young man of about 25. Rani was wearing a top and a skirt, her hair in a bun.

“Hello Bikram, so nice of you to join us”, she said.

“What is this Rani? What is happening? And who is this boy?”, asked Bikram.

“This boy … this boy is Karan. He is my lover, my soulmate, the person who has fucked me to my heart’s content. And oh yes, he is also the mastermind behind the gang who abducted Anjali.”

Bikram couldn’t believe his ears. “What are you saying Rani?”

“Oh yes Bikram, he has fucked me … fucked me hard … in all my holes … in various positions.”

“No Rani, you are lying. This can’t be true. He is making you say this. It cannot be.”

“See for yourself Bikram”.

There was a big-screen television beyond the bed. Rani switched it on. A video started playing – Rani and Karan on a huge bed, fucking each-others brains out.

Bikram couldn’t believe his eyes. Here was his beloved wife, being treated like a whore on screen, and enjoying every minute of it. Rani switched it off.

“Why Rani?”, he asked.

“To be honest, it is largely your fault Bikram.” Rani said. ”Had you been man enough to understand my cravings, had you been man enough to satisfy my desires, my lust, my passion – none of this would have happened.”

“So thank you Bikram.” Karan said. “Thanks to you I got to meet and know and then bed this amazing woman. Today you have been brought here to end this charade that is her marital life. Like a phoenix from his ashes, Rani would rise from the ashes of her previous life.” Karan looked at Rani and smiled. Rani shivered under his gaze, feeling rather naked in the way he was gazing at her. He smiled at her, his fingers rising to gently stroke her cheek. She twitched, feeling his fingers touch her. Unconsciously, she leaned into his touch ever so slightly, making his smile widen.

“Do you love him?