Jogini : A fight for honour

Chp 7:- Avantika

    The queen was extremely gentle with me. She had me taken care of so well as though I were her own blood.

I worked in the palace as a wet nurse to the young prince. Each passing day I grew fond of the young boy.

His name struck power, aura, reverence and love. 'Amrendra Baahubali', the most wonderful name I had heard for a child.

After I fed the prince his meal before the queen and the king could  I take him to the temole. I left for the servant's quarter where I would go to sleep for the night.

A strong tug grabbed me by my arm and banged me against the wall...
I tried to scream but my mouth was clamped.

I peered into the dimly lit corridors and saw the evil smirk playing on Kumar Subbayya's lips.

I tried to move and push him, but his strength immobilised me. I began breathing harder and faster.

"I'm not going to spare you." He whispered...

I shook my head, trying to speak in vain.

"I'll make sure you are first raped, cut into several pieces and then fed to the crow's."

I began crying now. I was just too afraid. I hoped​ and prayed fervently that I would get help from someone somewhere.

He unclamped my mouth and drew closer to my lips. I whimpered and corked my head to a side. Grabbing my chin he claimed my lips.

"Mmf ....." I gasped trying to push him as much as I could, but he wouldn't budge.

I felt a cold metallic touch over my seven month baby bump. I looked below and saw the silhouette of a dagger drawing warm blood which ran slowly down and fell on my foot.

I didn't leave a sound from my mouth. I stared at him in tears.

"Come with me if you want to spear your baby." He ordered.

I nodded immediately and catching my wrist he dragged me to his chamber.

He flung me on his bed and the impact of the throw bruised me on my forehead by hitting the headboard.

"No please don't." I pleaded when he began taking off his jewelry and his outer clothing.

I sat crouching myself as much as possible.

"I'm pregnant with your daughter. PLEASE DON'T..." I begged joining my hands.

He pushed me over the soft mattress of the bed, which pressed against my back. Holding my arm's above my head he was over me....

I began struggling and kicking him around.

"AAAAARGH....!" I screamed in pain when he punched my stomach.

I coughed up blood and and sat salivating helplessly like a tired dog.

He tugged at my hair ...

"AAH... OUCH....!"

"If you don't give me what I want, I'll take what you have." He mumbled into my ear.

"No...no ...no ...please no....." I cried falling at his feet "I - I will do everything you ask me to....I promise .... I'll do whatever you say...."

"Is it ?!" He smirked as he walked onto the bed and spread himself out naked.

"Hmm... Strip off and dance for me."

I stood still staring at him....

"DANCE ...." He roared and I began sobbing as I removed my outer clothing until I was left in my breast cloth and a piece of cloth covering my shame.

"COME ON TAKE IT OFF..."He urged impatient with lust .....

I pulled the string of my breast cloth and let it lose.

"AAH ..... BEAUTIFULLY CARVED BREAST'S...."He admired me with lust as he got down from the bed and groped my breast's and began sucking and biting my nipple's.

"Aargh .... No....no..." I moaned trying to push him away.

He pulled away the cloth that covered my shame and pushed his fingers deep into me.

I struggled to break free and my insides began swirming with pleasure. The way he pleasured me was beyond what I always had experienced with other men.

Pushing me on the bed he raped me several times. I was dead tired and could not move a muscle in my body.

"Get out now." He ordered pushing me off his bed.

I fell down from the bed, landing on my baby bump....

"Aah ....." I shriked...
"Get out you whore." He kicked me near my waist and I picked my painful body robing myself.

"If you say a word to that bitch like queen Pullamma Devi I'll make sure your baby dies."

I shook my head pleading "I ...won't say a word..."

I stumbled leaving the room and dashed into the common bathroom and poured cold water to ease the tension in my muscles.

The pain in my body subsided but the pain in my heart had never gone since the time I was first raped.

I lied down on the mat over the cold hard floor and stared up at the ceiling. Tears welled up and trickled down my cheeks wetting my pillow.

For two months I was repeatedly raped by Kumar Subbayya. I never let the queen know my plight rest my child should suffer the consiquences.

"Keep pushing... Harder...." Urged another slave girl who was helping me dilever the baby...
"AAH ....  SWAMI VENKATESHWARA....! SAVE ME ... AAH .... "

OOWAAH ......

I took a deep breath of relief and  saw the beautiful infant in the queen's arm's.

"The most beautiful angel I've ever seen." Admired the queen.

The five year old prince held to his mother's saree and frowned saying "I want to see amma."

The queen bend down to reach the little boy's height and held the baby for him to see.

With a small smile he kissed the infant on her forehead and asked "Amma, will I and the baby be together forever?"

"Yes Baahu and the little babies name will be Avantika." Announced the queen.

I smiled​ proud and happy, I knew my life would be better now ..... I prayed that my happiness would not cease to exist.

Three years later....

"GET OUT OF HERE YOU THIEF !!" Screamed Rani Maalavi Devi pushing me out of the servant gate of the palace.

I clutched my little girl to my bossom and sobbed saying "I have not stolen anything."

"My necklace was found in your trunk. Before I tell the king anything, take your bundle of missery and leave this palace. Bloody whore!"

I silently left the palace carrying my child. I had been accused wrongly of theft and now been thrown out of the palace. After Maharani Pullamma Devi's death things and turned bad to worse for me. I had nowhere to go. I wandered the desolated streets barefooted until I reached the temple from where I ran.

"So you are here finally." Smirked Rajguru Venkata.

I didn't bother to answer and walked away to what was once my room.

I would not let Avanti's life turn into a misery. I decided that I would fight against this tradition and put an end to this. Avantika was my new reason to live and to fight and I would do anything for my child.

Will Chandramukhi be able to stop this hideous tradition of devdasi's ? Read more to know more.
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