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Click hereas Dushsashana dragged the Princess Royal
in cavemanesque fashion by hair ...
" I swear I will not wet my hair until
I wash my head in your Blood , Villain !"
fiercely she was screamin'
Inside the Ornate Imperial Court
the elders were hushed into silence
heads were bowed in shame
@ Shakuni'n Duryadhana's vindictive Game ....
as the Bride of the Royals was dragged in
Vidur , Bhisma & Guru Dron
as men of straw were
exposed 'n shown .......
Karna the Brave Low caste Archer
who had a grouse against her
[ as Draupadi had in Open Court declared
" to a Charioteer's son I will Not be Wed !"]
smirked in revengeful glee
& Duryodhan cast a humiliatin' invite @ she
"Come Slavegal sit on my thigh
My strong limbs will give you an Erotic High !"
His lusty desire for a Forbidden Lap dance
gave the God's of Karma a Golden Chance
Angry hot-tempered Muscleman Bheema
Swore to grind those thighs into Mutton Kheema
"Disrobe her , younger Brother"
came the tyrannical Hateful Order .....
thus came about Draupadi's Bastraharan
the next part to Readers will also be shown ....
contd.