A Tale of One City - Part 7

Rudra pulled his mother, naked and splattered with the dead Pandey-ji's blood and cum off the floor and the two rushed across to the dying Teesta.

"Teesta-di, are you OK?" Rudra pleaded with her.

"No hope for me," Teesta could barely speak. "Is Pandey-ji...?" she could not finish.

"I think he is dead," Deepa's voice was barely audible.

"I could not save him." Tears were flowing out of Teesta's eyes, "but you must save his child."

"I will, Teesta, I promise." Deepa too was crying.

"The bookcase," Deepa nodded. A few days ago, Teesta had shown how it could be pushed aside to lead into an elevator that would take them into the abandoned tunnels of the Metro Rail. She had also told them that one of the tunnels of the unfinished Metro line could take them under the river and into a safe house on the other side.

"Before leaving..." Teesta life was ebbing out with each gasp of breath, "Black backpack on bottom shelf .." was the last thing that the loyal and beautiful lass ever said in this world.

"She is dead," whispered Deepa. She pressed her face close to Teesta's dead lips and kissed her goodbye

"Ma, time for us to leave."

Somebody was hammering at the door! With no time to lose, Deepa and Rudra ran to the bookcase in Pandey-ji's office and pushed it aside to reveal the secret escape route.

"Wait, where is the backpack?" Rudra remembered Teesta's last words.

"There, on the bottom drawer." Deepa pulled it out and opened the zip. Inside it were two small handguns, a bunch of keys, a torch, cellphones, SIM cards, a small metallic casket, a notebook, stacks of cash, ID cards with Pandey-ji and Teesta's pictures. Clearly the two of them had planned for an emergency but unfortunately they would never be able to use it.

It had not been more than a couple of minutes since Pandey-ji's last ejaculation - and the mayhem that followed it - but it had seemed like hours! In the pin drop silence, they had started to hear distant sounds. Obviously, someone somewhere would be reaching this room soon and there was no telling whether they were friend or foe.

Deepa and Rudra entered the secret passage and pulled the bookcase behind them. It was pitch dark until Deepa switched on the torch and they saw that right in front of them was an rickety lift with only two switches T and B - possibly top and bottom. Rudra slung the backpack on his back and stepped into the lift. Deepa joined him and switched off the torch as her son pressed the B switch.

As the lift sank slowly sank into the safety of the darkness below, Deepa threw her hands around her son's neck and clasped him to her chest - and realised that in her flight, she was once again, stark naked!

...

The rickety escape lift at Tata Centre deposited them in the heart of darkness deep inside the ground. Not knowing who or what awaited them, Deepa and Rudra were scared to switch on the torch but a quick flash of light told them they were in a tunnel. This they decided to follow, almost blindly, except for an occasional flash until they reached a four-way junction and forced to stop.

"Which way?" whispered Deepa.

"I don't know!"

"Let us get behind that door," pointed towards the wall, "and think."

It was a tiny room, dusty, dirty and totally bare but it had a door and once they were inside, they felt safe enough to light the torch without the fear of being located. Not that there had been any sign of pursuit but still they had been feeling vulnerable in the cavernous tunnels, especially because the light of their torch would have been visible from anywhere. With their panic and anxiety ebbing somewhat, mother and son could take stock of their situation and their surroundings.

Deepa's situation was perhaps the worst. Not only was she stark naked but her entire body was streaked with blood. Plus there was some of Pandey-ji's copious cum that had leaked out of her cunt and dribbled down her thighs. Rudra felt sorry about his mother and gave her his kurta-shirt. He was also about to pull off his pants.

"Don't," she stopped him. "Your pants are too long and tight for me. This kurta is long enough to cover my vitals." She smiled and slipped on the kurta that barely covered her butt.

"As if there is anyone to see you here. But what next?"

"It would be impossible for us to find our way through these tunnels without some kind of a map."

"I am sure that there would be one in the box. If they had planned so much, Teesta would not have missed a map."

They opened the box and carefully looked through the contents and indeed there was a map! They followed the map and after hours of trudging barefoot through dark tunnels - that must have passed under the river, given that the walls in these areas were dripping wet - they emerged through a trapdoor inside an abandoned house on the other side of the river.

They stayed hidden in the house that night but Rudra sneaked out early in the morning to get a feel of what was happening the city and also to get some food, and more importantly, a set of clothes for Deepa that he had simply stolen from a neighboring house! Not that she had a problem wandering around in the nude inside the deserted house but they had no intention of staying there any longer. It was too close to the front lines and the enemy could come in through the same trap-door. Once they realised that the new set of thugs who had taken over the city had no intention of pursuing them - perhaps they were not even aware of them since the three intruders had been killed by Teesta anyway - they made plans.

Deepa had recently been to Barakar and wanted to go back there.

"Why Ma? Why there?"

"Because I think Pandey-ji has a place there that no one else is aware of."

"How do you know?"

"Teesta was talking about it. It is well a stocked, safe-house, far better than this ramshackle building where we are currently holed up."

"How would we find it? What if there is someone else there? Will they let us in?"

"No one other than Pandey-ji and Teesta are aware of it. So there is little chance of it being occupied. But yes, locating it will be a challenge."

"You have any clues?"

"Teesta had told me that it was on a lake, a beautiful resort type place but very well hidden and very safe and secure."

"Oh I know about that but the lake is huge. How will we find the place."

"Well we cannot find it by sitting here but if we reach Barakar, we can start looking."

"True. No point sitting here. Let us go. But how do we go?"

They had discovered a ramshackle motorbike in the building and in it they made their way through transit points for pilgrims hence it was perpetually crowded. Here they had shopped around for a change of clothes and some packets of biscuit with which they had planned to carry on for the rest of the journey. From the junction they had taken a train on the main line and then a second one towards Barakar.

Chapter 4

Part 3

The erstwhile "local train" network had almost crumbled and there was hardly any timetable for the trains to run on. Plus there were thugs everywhere! In fact, at Junction when they were waiting on the platform for the train to Barakar, they were accosted by a party of drunk revelers one of whom took a sudden fancy for Deepa. In fact at some point the teasing and heckling got so bad that Rudra was forced to whip out one of the handguns that they found in Pandey-ji's briefcase and fire a shot in the air! That had scared away the revelers but now people around them would know that they were not two poor, helpless people that they were pretending to be and that was not nice! Fortunately, it was already getting dark and the train that they were waiting for pulled into the station so that they could lose themselves once again in the chaotic crowd. The train from The Junction brought them to the mid Junction and from there they had hitched a ride on a coal smuggler's lorry that was going to Barakar.

Initially they had planned to put up in the hotel where Deepa had picked up the device but at the last moment, they decided against it as they did not want to run into anyone who might have heard about them. So they had located another decrepit hotel in the neighbourhood and it was well past midnight when mother and son finally managed to crawl into a dingy room and crash for the night.

It was early January but it was not as cold as it used to be. Along with the political situation in India, the weather too had turned distinctly warm and the tiny room with its only window closed was quite warm. Dawn might have been knocking at the window but it was a sense of suffocation in that tiny room that woke up Deepa! For a moment she did not know where she was and it took her a minute to realise that she and her son were crushed together in a narrow bed. It was still dark outside but in the faint light of an adjacent building that was coming in through the glass panes of the window, she remembered that she was in a tiny room of the dingy hotel in Barakar.

After the long and difficult journey from that harrowing city to Barakar, she had been far too tired to change and had crashed just as she had been, wrapped in a traditional Bengali sari, petticoat and blouse but Rudra, on whose arm she had been resting her head, had stripped down to his underwear. He was still asleep, but he had pressed his body against her own, his legs thrown over her thighs and he was sporting a massive erection that was pressing into her butt! She lay still for a moment, thinking what to do next, while absentmindedly, though unashamedly feeling, and loving, her son's erection through his tight briefs. Then, and perhaps as an act of kindness for her son's trapped hard-on, she pushed down his briefs and freed his rock hard penis from its constraints! Rudra woke up as he felt his mother fondling his balls and the first thing he did was pull her face into his own and kissed her lightly on her lips!!

"Was my kiddo about to have a wet dream?" she murmurred.

"Actually my bladder is bursting for a pee but I am too lazy to go out."

"What time is it?"

"Still dark, but who cares."

"Should I open the window? I am feeling suffocated." Rudra got out of bed and reached for the bolts that secured it.

"Do it quietly," whispered Deepa, "I don't want to draw anybody's attention to us here in the middle of the night."

"Then let's wait for daybreak."

"I feel like having a bath to get rid of yesterday's dirt and grime."

"But I want to pee first."

It was a real tiny bathroom with just the space for an "Indian-style" squat commode and a shower that was broken anyway. Beneath it, however, was a tap with a bucket that Deepa started to fill with water while Rudra started to pee in the pot. Deepa had taken off her soiled and crumpled travel clothes and both of them were buck naked and all of a sudden Deepa felt an urge to be naughty! She pressed herself into his back, threw her arms around his waist and started playing with this erect, and still-peeing prick, turning it this way and that like a firehose!

"Ei Ma," exclaimed Rudra, "what are you doing?"

"Oh don't bother, it will all get washed away when we have a bath."

"Oh alrighty then but I am gonna need some more assist." Rudra turned around to face his mother and started scratching her crotch after he had stopped peeing!

"Oooh! why not." Deepa threw her arms around her son's neck, spread her legs and let loose and for the next minute mother and son kissed each other

By then, the bucket had filled up with water and the two of them bathed together, pouring water on each other's head and soaping their naked bodies in gay abandon.

Right from the traumatic exit from Tata Centre, it had been a tiresome and terrifying journey for the two of them but somehow for the first time today, in that cramped, cold bathroom of a dingy Barakar hotel, the water that mother and son had poured on each other had not only washed away the sweat, dust and tiredness of their physical discomfort but had also drained away the stress and tension of their panicked flight! A sense of placid calmness descended on their soul and even though their naked bodies were entwined with each other's there was no sense of sexual urgency! Just as the stars of a constellation roll through the night sky in each others arms, mother and son, emerged from the bathroom and walked hand in hand to the window that looked out over the a piece of wasteland behind the hotel.

The horizon had just about cracked with the first light of dawn and a cool breeze was blowing in through the window. But for a few scattered streetlights that were glowing faintly, the city was sleeping in silence. Deepa was standing at the window looking out over the the darkened city. Her hair was hanging loose over her shoulder and water was still dripping from it over her bare back. Standing behind her was her naked son, his penis now relaxed and flaccid, nestling comfortably against the curve of her generous buttocks. His hands were wrapped around her, his lips gently tickling her neck, her ears, while his hands fondled the soft swell of her breasts, playing with her tits. After thirty six hours of panic flight - though it seemed that they had been on the run for days - it seemed at last that the worst was at last behind them. For now at least.

Chapter 4

Part 4

"What do we do now, Ma? Where do we go next?"

"You see that white building out there, across that field" Deepa pointed through the window. "That is the Celebration Hotel where I had come to pick up the packet."

"Should we go back there?"

"That is the only place that we know of, where we could find some information about Pandey-ji's hideout on the other bank."

"Is it safe to go there? We can't just walk into that hotel and start searching that room. The manager would not even let us go inside."

"It was once a very posh hotel, but now it not more than a guest house. That too a little seedy one."

"What is the difference?"

"The rooms are rented out on a long-term basis, perhaps monthly, perhaps quarterly, and the tenant can walk in and walk out as and when they want. That is what I did."

"You mean you had the keys to the room and you just walked in and stayed there?"

"Yes."

"How did you know which room to go to? And who gave you the key?"

"It was Room 9, on the second floor, and the instructions and the key were delivered to me in a sealed packet before I started out."

"No one asked you any questions when you reached there?"

"There was a guard at the door who asked me which room I was going to, but that was only the first time. Subsequently, I went out and returned after dinner and no one asked me anything."

"Anybody else in the place?"

"I suppose there were people and families living in the other rooms, some were cooking on stoves, some were watching TV but other than a cursory glance, nobody was interested in anybody place."

"So if only we had the key to the place, then we could go there and look for some more information."

"If you remember, there were a bunch of keys in the backpack that we brought..." and even before Deepa had finished her sentence, Rudra had rushed to where it was lying and after opening it started rummaging for the key.

"Is this it?" He held up a big, 8-lever Navtal key.

"Yes, kiddo. That is it." Deepa was all smiles. "Which means that Teesta and Pandey-ji had planned to go via this route as well."

"So when do we go down to the guest house?"

"It is still too dark."

But not for long. Soon enough, in the pale light of the early dawn, they could see that life was stirring through the Celebration Hotel. Deepa's face was glowing radiantly in the first rays of the rising son and she felt her son's hot breath on her shoulder, then his hands were on her breasts caressing her nipples. She also felt his hands in her pubic bush, slowly tickling her cunt and then the sudden hardness of his penis as they pushed into the crack of her butt. But even as her son's touch was sending a shiver through her naked body, her eyes were scanning the Celebration, trying to spot the room where, she was almost sure, the key to their salvation would be found.

It was time to go... and mount an early morning raid at the Celebration Hotel.

End of Chapter 4

Final Chapter

Part 1