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Part 5
Almost Trapped
In the evening, NetraDevi gave Geet a blood red salwar kameez to wear and told her to get ready soon. Geet getting confused got ready. After a while Deven came dressed in a kurta-churidhar unlike what he wore everyday, his tattered jeans, khadi shirt and a stole around his nape. He also brought a car along with him. He harshly caught hold of Geet's arm and made her sit in the car. Her arms pained with the rough handling and nails which Deven dug into her. She kept quiet for the entire journey. The car moved through the village's dusty roads. Geet looked outside to see where actually they were heading to. Finally after about an hour Deven haulted the car which looked very bright, kind of fancily decorated with fairy lights. The place had small rooms attached to one another in a series. Mostly men either entered them or were leaving. It looked filthy and cheap the way they were behaving and dressed. Deven just pulled Geet out of the car taking her to 1 of those rooms. Geet while being dragged saw each room having a girl or a woman again dressed fancily with makeup plastered, wearing heavy jewellery and gajras (jasmine garlands) tied on their hair. Anybody could say they were prostitutes but Geet gulped her saliva thinking about why she was brought here. Looking at them she self thought.
"Lagta hai inhe bhi meri tarah utha kar laaye hai…"
She felt helpless for them.
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Geet didn't realize when she was harshly thrown on the bed. She came out of her thoughts to see Deven approaching her with steps causing her insides to shiver. She whimpered begging in front of him.
"Plz... Plz... Mujhe jaane don... Mujhe yeh sab nahin pasand..."
"Bas aaj ki raat mhaare ko seh ley... Chammak Challo!! Uss ke baad ki dekh lenge..."
Grinning with a devil smile he just pulled her and dug his face in her neck, licking it and at the same time kneading her waist. Geet felt disgusted with his touch, she started wriggling in his hold. But she couldn't stop his moves. Instead, he made his hold tighter and started giving sensual bites on her shoulder and nape. Geet tried scratching his arms and pushing him but she looked like a lamb compared to the wolf holding her. Without getting hindered with Geet's cries and wriggling Deven started harshly kneading her front curves. He dug his long nails roughly making Geet to wince in pain, making tears flow out of her hazels.This too didn't affect him. Instead he ripped open the dori of her kameez and pulled out her zip causing the kameez to slip down her shoulders to her waist. Geet now stood only in her inners and salwar with the kameez hanging on to her waist. She got shocked with his sudden actions + realising about her semi-nude condition she brought her hands towards her chest, trying to shield from the lusty looks of the devil. Deven pulled her roughly and removed her hand looked hungrily at her front peaks. He didn't even wait a min and immediately pulled out her b** making Geet to gasp with horror. He started pinching her soft b****** very roughly between his thumb and index finger."Aahh... Chodiye..."
Geet couldn't tolerate the pain and started sreaming. She tried pushing him, kicking him, but he didn't bother to leave her. He started licking her cleavage with animalistic groans. Geet realised today there was no escape. Today this devil will leave no chance to degrade her virginity. But she didn't wanted to give up this easily. She started shoving him, pushing him with all her strength. This made a tipsy Deven to stumble a little.Taking chance she tried running away, but Deven managed to catch hold of her and pulled her on the bed. He too came pouncing on her. Putting his full weight on her, crushing her completely.
"Bahot... Nakhre dikha diye Chhori!! Mhaare sabar ka yeh sila diya se... Ab toh tanne bhagwaan bhi na bachayega se..."
Deven caught hold of her hands and pinned them above her head and smacked his lips on hers. He forcibly nibbled and then bit her lips harshly making them bleed. Geet felt herself getting weak. she knew the devil is strong enough compared to her lamb body. Her wriggling and struggling started reducing. Deven rose his head
looking at her eyes shut close, limp body and blank face and smirked with a winning smile thinking she has given up her struggle and left her hands. He removed his kurta and churidhar and settled himself in between her legs. He gazed at her features and started caressing her curvy mounds again, pinched her navel roughly as if she's made up of some rubber material. He slowly brought his fingers close to her salwar's dori and pulled them slowly. His mind and body wanted to relish the sight of her forbidden beauty. Geet was in her senses though she hardly responded. She knew she had to stop the devil's action before he could rip her soul. While Deven was busy loosening her salwar below, Geet stretched her hands at the side of the bed to catch hold of the matka (earthen vessel). She slowly caught hold of it in her fingers without making any sound. Here Deven was successful to loosen her salwar completely and was about to pull it down to relish her forbidden beauty when Geet abruptly smashed the matka on his head. Deven yelled out in pain. He touched the back of his head feeling some warm liquid on his fingers. He brought his trembling hands in front to see blood on it. He looked with painful yet shocked, blinking eyes at Geet who was still holding a half-broken matka vd anger + tear filled eyes. Deven couldn't hold himself steady and started losing his consciousness slowly. Geet taking up the golden opportunity, dressed hurriedly in a haphazard state and escaped steadily from the window of the room. There were more men outside the room who could have surely tried to hold her back and repeat what the devil had done. She had to escape before the devil could get up.-------
Deven and Chandu had tried searching all possible places in the woods but they were successful only to find torn pieces of Geet's dupatta and a pair of her footwear. It felt as if she was a breeze of air which was difficult to feel even if it was close enough. Chandu felt strange firstly of Deven-Geet's disappearance in the evening and now Geet's escaping had made him crazy. He couldn't quench his lusty thirst only bcz of Deven's carelessness. Deven also felt frustrated for losing a golden chick. Netra Devi just slapped Deven hard on his left cheek.
"Kaha tha Chhore thaare ko… Dekh kya kar diya tanne…??"
It was a great loss for them. Geet was indeed a lucky golden chick for them. She was beautiful and hard-working compared to other girls brought in the village. Netra Devi sat holding her head on the chaarpaai, couldn't think rationally. She was also scared now. Unfortunately if Geet managed informing the Police about the female-trafficking its not only her family but almost the entire village that would land up in the central jail.
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Flashback ends
"Main lakh gid-gidaayi par ussne meri ek naa suni (sobbing) Ussne mujhe yahaan (pointing at her neck) yahaan (pointing at her chest) chua… Janwaron jaisa bartav tha unka…" (Sobbing bitterly her breaths had become uneven)
Armaan couldn't see her like that, it reminded him of Piya's state he went near her and wiped her tears shook his head telling her not to cry and gave her a teddy bear hug.
"Tu ro mat, aaj se main rakhunga tera khayal. Koi aankh bhi uthaaye tujhpar toh aankhein noch lunga usski… (spoke with anger) Meri Gudiya ko koi choone ki himmat toh karein… Aaj se tu Geet Handa nahi hain… Aaj ek nayi subah aayi hai, Geet Mallik ki nayi subah…!!!"
Riddhima couldn't believe this innocent girl had gone through so much and that too her own relatives, her Veerji had cheated her. She felt disgusted to think about those ill-minded village people who sold/bought girls as commodities for pleasure, treating them as slaves. But seeing the brother-sister bonding between Armaan and Geet she felt happy and content. She self thought.
"Armaan ko ek nayi Piya waapas mil gayyi aur Geet ko ek aisa Bhai mila joh usse usske bhaiyanak atith se le aayega bahar …"
Both were happy to have Geet in their life, in their family now.
While she was looking at them she felt ache in her lower abdomen and realized that her labours had started.
"Armaaan… Armaaan…… "(She screamed holding her bump)
Armaan broke from Geet's hug and both saw a wretched Ridz in immense pain.
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Sorry for the chhota updt par couldn't type much m hell busy with my studies and I guess nxt updt after the following week...🤔
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