Chapter Six
Once again, Ghadnar Singh found himself in the ranks of a foreign army, no longer and General, or even a Captain; now a lowly private soldier but at least he was alive. He stood at attention, whilst being reviewed by a fat, heavily bearded sergeant of foot. In the heat of a high noonday sun, he was drilled along with two other battalions of sepoys, musketeers and other mercenary troops on the square in Orchha town. In the heat haze, he spied the horseback commanders and above them the colours of the East India Company and the personal banners of tigers, and peacocks.
After nearly two hours, the drilling ceased and the men were dismissed. Ghadar sought the shade from the sun and watched carefully, as the fat sergeant waddled over to the commander and saluted clumsily and conferred with them. One of the men who had enlisted with him slumped down, with an open billet of water,
"If that sergeant hits me with that stick again, I'll slip a snake into his bed tonight!" Kabir chuckled, taking a draught from the billet tin.
"Don't you worry, we march soon? We've been here three weeks and if the army doesn't move soon, the rains will come and that means no campaign this year," Ghadnar mumbled, " I would make a better sergeant than the fat man and by the time we march, I'll have his stripes and his pretty woman in his tent!" Ghadnar, his eyes always open for opportunity had hated the sergeant on sight and envied the pretty, rounded bosom of his wife who cooked, fetched water for him and suffered his pathetic prick in her too. Ghadnar knew how to fix men like him, and he knew that camp wives shifted their allegiances quickly should the need arise.
True to his word, Ghadnar excelled in his soldiering, and was soon noticed by the weasel-like East India Company Lieutenant, fresh off the boat, and who weltered red-faced in the sun. Ghadnar, forever looking to gain advantage had insinuated himself into the inexperienced officer's good books and found himself attached as an orderly to attend the white officer. As he flattered and aided the green, twenty-three-year-old officer from a place called Sussex, in England, Ghadnar worked to gain his trust and soon was elevated to Corporal. One such sultry, sweaty evening, the officer spent gold on a young Indian whore, on recommendation by Ghadnar, and had her brought to his tent.
As Ghadnar escorted the red saree-dressed native whore, he whispered to her,
"Remember my little whore, it I who has found you a golden lion to mount and it is I who can take him away and find him another girl. If I am to keep you in the pale Englishman's bed, I will have three of your coins, what do you say?" Ghadnar knew the value of rich white officers to the town's whores and the young woman knew it,
"I will pay the gold if you keep me in his bed," She whispered, smiling. She disliked Ghadnar immediately but knew that having an agent in the camp was like a river of gold to her.
"Not only your gold but when the English lieutenant has used his little pasty prick, you will come to me and I will fill your cunny this night. I will be waiting to escort you back to the brothel and you may pleasure me on the way," Ghadnar always found a way to satisfy his desires one way or another. As the pretty woman entered the tent, the lieutenant paid her the fee in gold, he turned down the lam in his tent as she knelt in front of him and sucked his little prick.
Ghadnar had other things to think about. He worked his plan against the sergeant of the infantry and knew that time was short, as the campaign would soon be on them. However, he had a pet English officer, and he would whisper in the inexperienced officer's ear and seed the sergeant's downfall; he would need to put the sergeant's stripes in jeopardy and the first nail in his coffin was his pretty, generously breasted wife. As he waited for the little whore to tease the seed from the pasty Englishman, he sat on his haunches and watched the camp. He had been watching the comings and goings of the officers and the sergeant, he knew guard changes, the camp followers and the secrets of an army camp. He wanted for the appointed hour, and soon enough, the sergeant emerged from the darkness, dressed in a clean uniform and wandered off towards the town. A few minutes later, his wife appeared with a large copper water butt, balanced on her head. Ghadnar glanced back to the Englishman's tent and the muffled sound of the whore gagging on the Englishman's white prick. He guessed he would have a few minutes, and so set off quietly and intercepted the sergeant's pretty wife, dressed loosely in a white saree blouse and pleats, as she made her way to the well. It was usual for Indian women to draw and carry water, but he had watched her and scrutinized her.
There was something wrong, something intangible, but he was certain of it. but he couldn't divine what the issue was. He needed to make a direct approach and hope he might find out the sergeant's secret. As he approached, he saw how she moved. Although blessed with large round breasts, she had a fat belly and a shapely round pair of buttocks. Ghadnar enjoyed the sight, and his prick stiffened lightly. She was quite lovely and now, as he came close, he noticed her floral scent and beneath that her womanly odour.
He wanted this woman. He wanted to have this woman beneath him, begging him to fuck her.
"Good evening, you should be careful in the darkness, Shreematee Kabir-Singh!" Ghadnar used her formal title, and she turned and smiled warmly,
"Thank you Sinik Labbi-Singh, that is most gracious of you to escort me home," She knew him, probably from her husband's bad-mouthing but Ghadnar ignored the barb.
"I am honoured that someone so beautiful would recognise me. It was my privilege to escort such a dutiful and lovely wife of the sergeant," Ghadnar smiled slyly, "Your husband has been blessed to have such a wife as yourself," Ghadnar walked with her, and then as he spoke, the woman shrugged indifference. Immediately, he picked up on the shrug, seeing that this indifference highlighted some rift between them. A rift that he might widen, as he wanted to widen her legs and allow him inside her.
