The year is 1753. Sindh is under the rule of the mighty Maratha empire. Bahadur Rao, the governor of Sindh was inspecting his province along with his cousin brother Vishwanath Rao. Bahadur was the son of a Rajput ruler & his Turkish concubine. He looked around as he continued riding his horse. Just a few months back, he captured Sindh for the Empire. He was honoured by the Peshwa himself & appointed as governor.
Bahadur was a tough man. He had both Rajput & Turkish blood running through his veins. He could be wonderfully generous & terribly brutal. He was feared & revered by all. His motto was, "Gold in peace, steel in war." He was a very handsome man in his twenties. He was bald like various high ranking commanders of the empire, had piercing blue eyes, had fair but hardened skin, a heavily muscular body, was six feet in height and unlike his contemporary Hindu rulers had a marvelous beard that could put the Vikings to shame. He was also a notorious womaniser.
He detested the Muslims. Although his mother was a Muslim, yet he felt disgusted at their sight. There were also historical reasons. Muslims had enslaved Hindustan until the Marathas threw the yoke of Islamic imperialism from the land. Although the Mughals & Sultans got vanquished yet there remained a good chunk of Muslim population in Bengal, Punjab & Sindh. He made sure that his Muslim subjects were not left at ease. Right from the day he conquered Sindh, he brought Hindu priests to convert his Muslim subjects to Hinduism. There was heavy resistance but success was happening slowly.
If there was one thing that Rao liked about the Muslims then it was the womenfolk. He had an appetite for Muslim women. He loved the Turkish, African & Persian Muslim women more than the Hindu women of his motherland. These women were fierce, strong willed, intelligent and highly skilled at pleasing men unlike the weary, shy & immature Hindu women. They could not quench his thirst. He would be completed by a Muslim women alone.
After defeating the Mughals & capturing Delhi, his soldiers plundered the city. He on the other hand inspected the Mughal emperor's stock of women. The Hindu women of the palace hailed Rao as saviour. He married them. But he was thirsty for the exotic Muslims. Then he saw a dark skinned beauty with long hair sitting in a corner of the royal court. She was a black beauty. With big breasts, firm buttocks she was wearing a Persian dress. He ordered the soldiers to bring her to his mansion as booty. She struggled as the soldiers grabbed her and took her away. While being taken away, she gave a stern stare to Rao. Rao's heart was aroused. He was excited by her gaze. Wild cat she was, he thought. From that moment he wanted to own her.
Rao came back to the present as his servant came running and told him that it's time to head back to the mansion as Queen Sofia was gonna give birth any moment. Rao and his brother rode away fast.
Although Rao had been able to acquire the black beauty, he wasn't able to own her body yet. All he learned was that the women was an African slave from Cairo who was the Mughal emperor's war advisor. She was a skilled warrior & deadly with the blade. An her name was Sofia Bukhari. Rao was thrilled to hear all this. He had finally met his match in the African beauty.
One day Rao went to Sofia's room. She was busy doing her evening prayers. Rao waited for her to finish. Once her prayer was over he went close to her and asked her if she wanted to chat with him. She looked at him with disdain. She looked the other way and started to walk away when Rao grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to himself. His prick was touching her abdomen. Rao was excited. For the first time he saw the face of the black beauty properly and was simply mesmerized. He also saw that the expression of Sofia had suddenly changed. She was clearly perplexed and even a little aroused. They could smell each others breath.
