The Chronicles Of Madhuri by Briano82,Briano82
Shraddha listened. She unwrapped the envelope and took the piece of paper out. It was a cheque for 2 lakh Indian Rupees signed by Madhuri in the name of Shraddha. It left the innocent secretary of Madhuri’s speechless. “ma’am what is..” she tried to fill in the silence.
“This is for you Shraddha.” Madhuri replied in a soft tone. “The amount is still less for how hard you have worked and brought me here dear. This is just a small repayment from my end.”
“But ma’am, this is more than the three quarter of my whole salary. I can’t…”
“Take it sweetheart” she put her hand on hers and added, “on my account at least. Please.” Madhuri smiled.
“I’m very grateful to be working beside you, ma’am.” She smiled delightfully. “I thank you ma’am.”
“And I, you, pussycat.” Madhuri smiled devilishly.
“Now ma’am, what was the other emergency?”
“For that darling, you’d have to come with me unless you have anything else scheduled.”
“No ma’am, I’m ready. Let’s go.”
“Okay darling. Let’s go.”
Shraddha and Madhuri hopped in Madhuri’s SUV and exited the institute premises. They entered a part of the City where new posh flats had been constructed and were put up for sale. Only a little percentage of the flats were sold, and the ones which were, were yet to be accommodated in. So even though the buildings were at a good location, the neighborhood was still rather remote.
Madhuri parked her SUV in the basement. Shraddha, finally feeling the less used parking lot usually, followed Madhuri quietly to the lift. There was no lift man, but the lift was working. They got in this what was supposedly large lift, showcasing the opulence of the building. Madhuri pressed the 8th floor button, and the lift commenced its journey.
Shraddha asked Madhuri, “Who are we visiting, ma’am?”
“Oh, noone specifically and then someone specially.” She gave a hint of dark smile.
“I don’t understand. Whose flat are we going to?”
“It’s mine only, darling. This we have taken ownership of last year, and since two weeks, I’ve been using the flat for a different purpose. You’ll soon find out.” She rubbed Shraddha’s shoulder. The lift reached its destination. They came out and stood before the flat door. It had “Shekhawat’s” put to display outside, which was Madhuri’s last name.
“Look Shraddha, I should tell you. The scenes inside can be daunting, much less shocking. You are free to judge me if you want, but you should make sure and not frown once you’re inside. I want you to appear like a Goddess. Are we good?” She looked in Shraddha’s eyes.
“Yeah, ma’am. Let’s go.” And it wasn’t Madhuri, but Shraddha, who rang the bell. Madhuri smiled on her confidence.
The door opened up to an above average height girl. Shraddha stressed hard where she had seen her before. She finally remember that this was Payal, the girl who had come two weeks back with her friends to Madhuri’s office.
“Hello, ma’am.” Payal said, first to Madhuri, then to Shraddha. “Please come in!”
“Hello, dear.” Madhuri and Shraddha replied. They walked in. The apartment from inside was even better from the contemplation from outside. Even though the building very room and under construction, Madhuri’s apartment was well furnished and done from inside. The empty walls and lack of furniture were the only contrast, which stated that this was yet to be used for full time accommodation. Madhuri looked at Shraddha, and she looked her back. Then the latter shifted her eyes to Payal.
“Where is he, Payal?”
“In the bedroom, ma’am. I did feed him in the afternoon.”
“That’s good, Payal.”
“Thank you, ma’am. And many many congratulations, ma’am. I’m very happy the college will have the right principal finally.” She genuinely praised Madhuri.
“You’re too kind, sweetheart. Now shall we?”
“Yeah sure. Please come.”
Madhuri and Shraddha followed Payal. The bedroom was two rooms past, and they walked down accordingly. The lights were still not fully on, until Madhuri switched on a fraction of light at the eastern end. Just as it happened, Shraddha saw what it was like a cage, a metallic cage. A dog cage rather. And inside that was a hu…hu…human, whole naked. It looked like a boy who was sitting in the cage on his all fours like a dog.
Madhuri let Shraddha find peace on her own. When they advanced forward, and the boy looked up from under the cage at Madhuri, Shraddha saw his face. She whispered to Madhuri, “Isn’t it Sak…”
“Saksham Ahluwalia. You’re right.” Madhuri affirmed.
Madhuri walked to him. She had just stood by the cage, and the boy started licking her heels from whatever space he could find between the bars. He was very much resembling a dog. Shraddha found this all too eccentric. However, she didn’t frown as advised by Madhuri earlier.
Shraddha kept looking without a blink. She saw that Madhuri absolutely loved her feet being worshipped by the caged boy in front of them. Shraddha looked around and found his pubic area shining like aluminum. The cage of his had a dog bowl inside, and his hands and legs were fastened with the bars. It must’ve been a tough few days for him, she conjectured.
Madhuri came back. Shraddha hadn’t spoken ever since coming here. Madhuri took her to the drawing room, sat with her in her posh couch, poured two glasses of brandy for both of them and offered Shraddha one.
“I think you have too many questions to ask, pussycat. I’ll like you to begin.” Madhuri told her looking in her eyes.
“Why this, ma’am? And why him?” This is all too overwhelming.
Madhuri looked in her eyes. She smiled and detailed Shraddha from start to end of what Saksham had done with the poor Payal, the harassment, sexual and mental. This was all striking for Shraddha.
“Is he related in some manner for your victory in the office?”
“Now you’re asking the right questions, my love. He certainly is.” Madhuri paused, sipped some water and added, “I’ve been visiting here constantly for the last fourteen days to train and break him. It didn’t take a lot of efforts, and once he was in my preferred mold, he aided me by speaking good about me and hyping up my name, enough for it to reach Mr. Ahluwalia’s ears, which ultimately came to my aid the most. He couldn’t deny the direct suggestion of his own flesh and blood.”
“What did you mean by… breaking him!?”
“Do you see the implements there in the corner, sweetheart?” Madhuri pointed to the corner where there were a flogger, a leather cane and a sharply trimmed birch. “He needed good lessons to learn, so I made sure he got it.” Madhuri’s body language said how unapologetic she was toward the plight of Saksham.
In which time, Payal brought him in the room by his leash through the dog collar.
“Oh, here he comes. The man of the moment… ermm… the DOG of the moment rather. Right, dog?” Madhuri mocked him. The boy looked scared of Madhuri. “Bark, you filthy animal!”
“Yes mistress, you’re right.” He answered uneasily while his body shook in fear.
“Won’t you show your manners to Miss Shraddha here?”
“I will mistress.” The uneasiness persisted as he came forward on all fours to kiss Shraddha’s feet. It was Shraddha’s turn now to feel uneasy as she said, “oh no no, it’s okay…”