Thanks bro, the plot is just being setup, there will be more erotic scenes. However I will be updating it on Xossipy and Xforum henceforth, as I am now allowed to edit or include new pics on this forum. Please read next episdoes there.
Actress Sex Story Tales Of War And Sex - Fantasy Involving South And Bolly Actresses
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Thanks bro, KMR will definitely be soon included along with other south actresses like Kajal, Tamannah, Rashmika , Anushka etc. However I will be updating it on Xossipy and Xforum henceforth, as I am now allowed to edit or include new pics on this forum. Please read next episodes there.
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Bro u are a talented writer3) Fight For Honor - Clouds Of Despair
Arbaaz Khan's bastion was a fort called Arbakhar.
Arbakhar was just 3 miles away from Choprapur fort. The border was halfway between these two forts.
Arbaaz Khan and Malaika Arora were last of the main guests to have arrived for the big event at Choprapur in the morning.
They were accompanied by a host of guards and slaves.
Salman had dispatched his most loyal slave and fierce warrior Katrina Kaif as the Commander of guards for Arbaaz and Malaika.
It was customary that when ruling kings or their families are crossing the borders for any event, there would be a member of the royal family from other side who will travel to the other side.
They were usually called as regal hostages.
This was to ensure that there is no foul play or any harm done to the leaders during the event or the journey.
Anil Kapoor and Aditya Chopra had agreed upon making Arjun Kapoor as the regal hostage.
Arjun Kapoor was son of Boney Kapoor, the elder brother of Anil Kapoor.
He was brash and against the ruling way of his father and uncle.
Particularly his father's affinity towards his younger concubine Sridevi, made Arjun Kapoor hostile towards his father.
Even after Sridevi's passing away, Arjun still secretly hated her daughter Janhvi Kapoor.
Anil was also not very fond of Arjun; hence he made him a regal hostage.
It was time now for the pre-wedding ceremonial games.
Various fighters competed in different games over the next few hours.
Along with the Chopra’s, all the royal guests were attending this event.
These games were extravagant and often violent events that were held for entertainment and to showcase the skills and bravery of knights.
These games typically consisted of sword fights, archery contests, and sometimes free form fighting.
In SauRaja, killing during these fighting was prohibited, hence the fights were usually between warriors and seldom involved prisoners.
Rani Mukherji, the Queen of Choprapur now announces that they have arrived at the main event of the day.
To celebrate the spirit of peace and friendship, she announces there will be a four-person combat.
Each of the 4 big royal families present here - Bachchans, Kapoor’s, Chopra’s and Khans will send their best fighter.
The fighter who makes the other three incapacitated or force them to submit by any means will be the winner.
This will be a hardcore fight match so the fighters can do anything except for killing the opponent.
The crowd cheers this announcement, Rani Mukherji further says, since the winner has to defeat three opponents, they will be granted three wishes.
Usually after a big fight, the winner would be granted their wish to be fulfilled by the ruling kings.
Now Rani Mukherji further adds, that we will have four best female warriors from each clan or royal family participate in this fight.
The crowd goes into a whistling and cheering frenzy as they hear that four women will be competing for glory.
The news spreads like fire, in no time the arena is thronged by people. The crowd size doubles in next few minutes in anticipation of an unforgettable event.
The royal families now prepare their trusted female warriors for the event. This was not an ordinary fight, but a fight for their family's honor as well.
As the arena is all set now, the announcer starts calling in the names of the participants -
From the hosts the affluent Chopras, they sent a crowd favorite.
She is the current commander of Queensguard of Rani Mukherji, the Queen of Choprapur.
With great enthusiasm and applauds, the crowd welcomes their favorite Parineeti Chopra.
Parineeti a veteran of many wars, she had a heavy bosom poised on a perfectly toned body.
She was a beautiful woman warrior, with a graceful yet powerful presence.
Parineeti had fit and fab abs and powerful arms.
Her bubbly face looked innocent but she had raw power capable of shredding common people apart.
Her legs were meant to be worshipped with huge meaty thighs.
Parineeti had a deep lickable navel which was a delight for men.
Her curvaceous body had another killing feature. Her big round firm milky boobs.
Her balls were huge and perfect, meant to be only pressed, sucked and licked.
Her nipples were pointed and brown and her boobs bulged to create a deep valley, her cleavage.
Although the crowd of Choprapur loved Parineeti, they missed her sister, who was deemed to be the greatest warrior of Choprapur ever.
She was the vivacious and the most beautiful women from Choprapur, Priyanka Chopra.
She had tragically been killed in a guerrilla attack on the queen Rani Mukherji two years back. Her body was never found after the skirmish.
It was no hidden truth, that Rani herself was jealous of Priyanka's beauty and fame.
The rumors had it that Rani herself had plotted to eliminate Priyanka but this was never confirmed.
As per her family vows, Parineeti had been appointed as new head of Rani's Queensguard after Priyanka.
Next it was time for the participants from Kapoors to enter.
The crowd cheered for a dusky but ravishing warrior. She was commander of Kingsguard for Anil Kapoor.
Her name was Sameera Reddy. She was curvy in the right places with a muscular built and very strong arms.
Yet she was amazingly beautiful. Her luscious lips and horny face made her a fucking delight.
Her big bulky boobs and deep prominent navel elevated her glamour.
Furthermore, her best features were her killer thighs.
Thick and muscular but smooth as butter, any man would desire to lick them endlessly but if she gripped them around his neck then it would certainly be fatal.
The crowd already knew this was going to be a treat for their eyes and soul.
As Parineeti and Sameera, stood staring at each other, there entered the next warrior.
The Bachchans had also appointed their best female warrior, Lara Dutta.
Lara Dutta had a perfect figure and a body. Nobody could find a fault with her body. Perfect ass, boobs and curves. To top it all she had a mesmerizing face.
Her golden-brown color skin was glowing. She had the right amount of flesh all over her body. Her back was flawless and shiny.
It felt as if you can rub your dick on this back. Her ass was big and curvy. That ass was a dream fuck.
Bending Lara over and fucking that ass made a man feel like King of the world.
Her asshole was tight and a dick thumping in and out it was a man's ultimate pleasure.
Lara Dutta had many assets that made her a seduction queen. Her thighs were meaty, chubby and every bit lickable.
Her pussy, oh her pussy, a tight maintained cunt. Fucking her was winning the world over twice.
Her mid-riff was sexy. She boasted of abs and clear skin. To top it she had an elongated deep navel. One of the finest navels to be fucked.
Her long neck was so hot and tempting that men would have loved to lick it for hours.
Her face, wow her face and expressions made men go wet in their pants. Just her presence around made men hard.
Lara Dutta's face was horny and sultry. She was a divine goddess. A beauty to be ravaged only.
Her boobs, ah big and filled with milk. The boobs were so huge that men needed two hands to properly milk her.
Sucking those titties was a dream for many. She possessed a deep cleavage.
Positioning a dick in that valley and shooting cum on Lara's face would make a man's life worth living.
Now finally entered the last warrior, the participant from the Khans of Khanistan.
Sure Parineeti, Sameera and Lara were beauties of tallest order, yet this one woman eclipsed them all in the arena.
Katrina Kaif had arrived in the arena.
A celestial nymph or a diligently crafted piece of art, it was hard to describe her beauty.
She had a body and figure, that men would kill each other to possess.
Her every feature was special. Curves like she had been sculpted by the most meticulous sculptor.
A warrior's seductive body, with muscles and smooth skin. Roughed by hours of fights yet she had the delicateness of a nymph.
Her boobs were just what men liked, not small, not big, just the ones they would squeeze for endless hours.
Her ass was another show stealer. Big, meaty and probably one of the best pieces of ass in the history of mankind.
Her face was enchanting as well. The face that would make thousands cum together.
Katrina's body was a perfect sculpture in every sense. Her navel was simply deemed to be the best ever in the desert kingdom of Khanistan. Men just loved ogling at her deep exquisite navel and later shagging thinking about it. It was simply one of the most precious navel that ever existed.
The men there thought themselves lucky to see a glimpse of her and ogle at her desirable body.
But more than her beauty, it was her fighting skills that were more lethal. She was truly a femme fatale.
Katrina now entered the arena moving with a confident grace, her swaying hips catching the light in a mesmerizing dance.
Her long hair cascaded down her back like silk, glinting in the sunlight.
With every step, she exuded an aura of allure and mystery, drawing all eyes to her flawless curves and radiant lips.
Her eyes sparkle with determination, hinting at a wild, untamed spirit that lied beneath her elegant exterior.
Katrina was a vision of sensuality, a goddess among these mortals, leaving a trail of desire in her wake wherever she went.
Parineeti Chopra, Sameera Reddy, Lara Dutta and Katrina Kaif all stood watching each other making a circle between them.
They all wore two-piece leather clothes covering their breasts and privates only.
Parineeti was dressed in ravishing black; Sameera had a pure white. Lara Dutta wore orange while Katrina was killing in grey top and black bottom.
Ready to grapple and fight each other on the signal, their eyes screamed of no mercy and raw animal instinct.
Katrina anticipated the earliest move from the three SauRaja bitches would be to partner and eliminate her, the sole warrior from Khanistan.
She knew she was at a slight disadvantage.
The fights took place in an old arena, an arid round perimeter coated by sand; the glow of the sun shone upon it on every battle.
The stands on the arena were rustic and made of wood, and they could contain more than ten thousand people. This arena in Choprapur was a medium one.
Three wooden poles had been now erected for this fight in the center and three pieces of long ropes were scattered around them.
The objective as to tie the opponents using the ropes to the poles such that they are incapacitated and helpless or make them unconscious or make them submit.
Katrina inhaled the musty air. With her eyes closed she mentally prepared herself.
She has trained her entire life for this moment. Picked out from a young age, and raised to be his most prized fighter.
There were few who were deemed worthy enough for a status that equaled a male warrior.
And now all her training has led to this event; her most important fight till today.
She cracked all her knuckles before taking her hair out of its bun.
Her nimble fingers plaited her hair down her back and she tied it off with a piece of black string.
The Fight:
The bell rang to signal start of the fight, the roar of the crowd washed over their eardrums, nearly making them deaf.
But none of the fighter let any form of emotion on her face. They were to remain stoic.
Parineeti who was directly opposite Katrina, charged at her beginning the battle.
Anticipating this, Katrina swiftly bows and runs towards Parineeti, flinging herself head first into Parineeti's abs.
Due to the momentum and the unexpected head spear from Katrina, Parineeti is flung backwards about 10 feet.
Katrina also falls in the sand, her head facing downwards. Suddenly she feels someone gripping both her hands.
She had rightly guessed, the three SauRaja warriors will first come for her.
Sameera Reddy grips Katrina's left hand while Lara Dutta grips her right, they pull her up and make her stand.
Before she realizes, both of them slam their knees right into Katrina's belly, blowing the air out of her lungs.
Katrina growls in pain as Sameera and Lara both continue to reign powerful knee-blows into her belly.
At a distance, Parineeti slowly recovers from the head first assault that surprised her.
She now sees Katrina in trouble and charges once again towards the three of them.
As Lara and Sameera hold Katrina up on her feet, Parineeti this time flies into the air and slams her fist directly into Katrina's pretty face with a vengeance.
Katrina rolls back and crashes to the ground as blood oozes from her mouth and pain rises like a sharp current through her skull.
The three SauRaja champion warriors, look at each other with glee. They are determined to finish Katrina first.
They now move towards Katrina and tower over her like agents of death.
That blow had ensured Katrina's vision was blurred for few moments. The crowd was roaring already.
The three of them now continued reigning powerful blows on Katrina. Her face, chest, belly and thighs all were beaten with no mercy.
Within no time Katrina was struggling, her face red with rage.
"We are going to kill you fucking dick sucking whore of Khan" said Parineeti as Katrina growled in pain.
Still Katrina managed to utter few words - "When I am done with you bitches, you will be sucking on big fat black dicks of the Orcs tonight".
This made Parineeti, Sameera and Lara furious. They wanted to make sure the bitch is not spared tonight.
Suddenly Sameera Reddy's massive right arm shot forward, her huge hand grabbed Katrina by her slender neck.
Sameera pulled her close to her, pressing Katrina’s beautiful face close to hers.
She growled in a low, menacing rasp, “That wasn’t a very nice thing to do, you Khan bitch!”
Katrina’s eyes bulged with fright. She struggled to breathe, her mouth gasping for air like a fish out of water.
Sameera’s hand was like a vice, tightening its grip, throttling Katrina’s throat.
Abruptly, Sameera lifted Katrina’s body up off of the arena with one arm, holding her aloft by the neck for several seconds.
Then Sameera planted her body in the arena with a devastating chokeslam.
Katrina felt all of the oxygen exit her body as her back landed hard on the ground.
The impact sent shockwaves of pain exploding throughout her spine and limbs.
She lay there on the sand, her limbs spread in all directions, completely stunned and helpless. The crowd went ballistic.
Sameera stood over Katrina’s prone body, looking down at her like a hunter standing over her prey.
She leaned over and grabbed a fistful of Katrina’s long brunette hair, pulling her victim back to her feet.
Katrina stumbled about on wobbly legs like a broken toy.
Parineeti now pulled in one of the ropes lying around, Katrina was drenched in sweat now.
They wrapped the rope around Katrina's neck like for hanging.
Lara now brushed Katrina’s arms aside and began furiously pummeling her thick, alluring body with a barrage of savage fists, like she was a punching bag.
Each strike landed with a sickening smack, like meat tenderized by a club.
Katrina cried out in agony. Lara alternated lefts and rights, her blows landing on Katrina’s tight, toned stomach and her large, succulent tits.
Katrina’s flesh jiggled and bounced as each fist found its mark.
Arbaaz Khan, Malaika, Nargis Fakhri all looked with despair at the pounding Katrina was taking.
She was not fighting at all; the pride of Khans was being beaten into submission here.
Now as Katrina collapsed on her knees, the other three warriors started to drag her towards the wooden poles.
They now wanted to tie her to a pole and then resume the fighting between themselves.
The three of them have their backs face Katrina now, tugging one end of the rope as the other is tied around Katrina's neck.
They drag her for a few feet with ease as the crowd cheers.
Suddenly, they stop, they are unable to drag anymore. The crowd goes into a stunned silence.
The three of them feel like they are dragging a huge boulder, they just can't move forward.
They turn their back and with dawning horror witness Katrina sitting back on her knees holding the rope with her strong calloused hands.
She had managed to unwrap it from her neck and was smirking like a maniac.
Her body now marked with bruises, sweat, sand and blood. Her hair all open, strewn across her face.
Those eyes were red with rage, saliva dripped from her mouth. Katrina had suddenly become a feral beast.
Before the three could react, Katrina stood up in a flash and tugged at the ropes pulling the three together towards her.
The three SauRaja warriors suddenly panicked but recovered and held their ground.
Yet Katrina slowly started dragging them towards her. The fight had turned into a frenzied tug of war with many the crowd now rooting for Katrina.
They had now guessed that she was no ordinary fighter.
Both parties now began to hope for the other to show some sign of yielding.
As the sweat, began to accumulate between their breasts and on their bodies for the three warriors, they began to slip off the rope as they pounded their bodies together.
Their grips began to slow and their breathing quickened. Their grunting began to reveal pain and anguish as the grueling tug ensued.
Parineeti was now the nearest towards Katrina, and they all were equally stunned by her endurance and strength.
Katrina managed to drag the three closers to her.
Katrina with all her monstrous might pull the rope with a jerk and suddenly Lara and Sameera's grip over the rope loosened as they fell to the ground.
Parineeti was launched straight towards Katrina in a hurry.
Before Parineeti could react, she could see Katrina's muscular leg slamming straight into her boobs.
There was a collective gasp in the crowd as they slowly watched Parineeti fall on the floor motionless.
She had so much adrenaline pumping through, she didn’t even register the pain.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Katrina wipe the sweat from her forehead with her hand, smearing it over her face.
She had a big smirk on her face showing she now had an advantage over them.
Suddenly a force kicked Parineeti again in the chest successfully knocking the wind out of her making it hard to catch her breath.
She was gasping the air trying to regain control of herself.
A leather sandal appeared on her chest pushing her down more. She knew it was over then.
Parineeti could hardly move she lost her consciousness. One opponent was down.
Katrina now watched Lara pulling herself up. As Lara was recovering, Katrina moved towards her, reared her leg back and drove her foot directly into Lara’s cunt.
Lara howled in pain, clutching between her legs and collapsing back down to the ground.
Her cunt was now the epicenter of so much agony.
Shockwaves of torment spiraled throughout her sultry body.
Lara rolled over onto her side, writhing around, her hands trying ineffectually to massage the pain away.
Having stunned Lara for a few moments, Katrina turned her focus towards Sameera.
Sameera was back on her feet and was charging towards Katrina now.
Suddenly Katrina spun Sameera’s rushing body around and grabbed the waistband of her bottom.
Sameera felt her body being lifted into the air. Before she knew what was happening, she was hoisted over Katrina and tossed over.
She hit the nearby wooden wall hard, then tumbled clumsily on the ground and landed on her back.
The impact sent spasms of pain throughout her curvaceous body.
Her breathing became heavy and her tanned skin glistened with layers of sweat.
She lay there in pain and completely stunned.
Katrina reached down and grabbed Sameera’s bra. Before Sameera could react, Katrina ripped it off of her chest, revealing a pair of perfectly shaped tits.
The audience roared louder than ever. Never had they seen such a scene in SauRaja.
A women's modesty was being shredded apart.
Some of the royals protested this but Rani explains, this is a hardcore no-rules match.
As far as they don't kill each other, anything is allowed and the crowd is liking it.
Sameera yelped in shock and scrambled to cover herself, hugging her body with her arms.
Now, her body was being exposed in front of the entire world. She felt utterly violated.
Never ever was she treated like this in a fight or a battle.
Katrina straddled Sameera’s body and dropped down to her knees.
Sameera first time in her life looked up in fright at the nightmarish brute bearing down upon her.
Katrina now brushed Sameera’s arms aside and began raining fists down upon her exposed tits.
Sameera let out a startled scream. Her flesh bounced and jiggled as each blow found its mark.
The more Sameera screamed, the more intense the assault became. Katrina remembered the vicious slam Sameera had delivered upon her a few minutes back.
She grabbed hold of Sameera’s soft but big boobs and began squeezing and twisting.
Sameera yowled like a tortured animal, her arms and legs thrashing about.
Her screams reached a crescendo. To the crowd, her tortured shrieks were like a beautiful symphony.
Finally, Sameera relented. She sobbed and pleaded, “Please, I can't take it anymore, just stop...” She could barely get the words out.
Her throat was shredded from all of the screaming. Second opponent was down and out.
Katrina looked down at the warrior sprawled beneath her, she had beaten a hardened champion into submission.
She now stood and planted her foot over Sameera's exposed breasts.
Lara Dutta was already stunned looking at this maniac show put up by Katrina.
She tried to collect herself, but her thoughts were clouded.
“Get it together,” she chided herself. “You can do this. You are an undefeatable warrior. You just have to focus.”
Meanwhile, Katrina hadn’t moved. She remained rooted with her foot over Sameera's exposed boobs, staring directly at Lara with sinister, bloodshot eyes.
The crowd sprang into action cheering for Katrina. They wanted blood.
Katrina had a manic grin on her face she pointed at Lara’s throat indicating her intentions.
Lara Dutta rushes towards Katrina and delivers a hard blow right across her face.
Katrina stood there, unmoved and glowering.
Before Lara could again hit her, Katrina shot forward grabbing Lara's slender neck and began squeezing.
Lara panicked. She swatted helplessly at Katrina’s powerful arm. She was trapped and she knew it.
Katrina pulled Lara’s face even closer until they were almost touching.
Katrina leaned in until her face was less than an inch away from her victim’s.
Lara felt the merciless woman’s hot, rancid breath on her face.
“I can smell you, bitch of the so-called Queen of Lust,” snarled Katrina. “I can smell your fear!”
Lara felt a horror in the pit of her stomach that she had never known.
Suddenly Katrina held Lara's gleaming orange top and yanked it down, exposing her breasts much to the delight of the crowd.
Katrina effortlessly hoisted Larad over and slammed her face first, her boobs bouncing off of the floor.
Katrina stood near Lara. The crowd was on its feet. They wanted more.
Lara remained on the ground, weeping.
She attempted to cover up her wounded tits with her hands, trying desperately to preserve what little self-esteem she had remaining.
Katrina knelt down and grabbed the fabric of Lara’s bottom.
With one swift motion, ripped the skimpy bottom off from around Lara’s body.
Lara lay there, her soft mound of carefully maintained pubic hair exposed for all the world to see.
She had been stripped of every last piece of clothing, and with that, what remained of her dignity.
The crowd roared; their bloodlust finally satiated. Aishwarya felt her stomach sickening seeing the fate of her trusted warrior.
With evil intentions, Katrina reached down, grabbing Lara’s throat with one hand and pulling her tortured body back to her feet one last time.
Lara’s eyes widened in fear. “No!” she screamed. “No, please!” But her words were barely audible, she could not submit or surrender now.
Katrina lifted her up and spun Lara's body upside down so that her crotch was positioned directly in front of Katrina’s face.
Lara felt all of her blood rush to her head, which hovered several inches above the arena.
The crowd went wild with anticipation. They realized that Lara was being set up for a devastating finishing move, a tombstone piledriver.
She squeezed Lara’s naked body one last time. From down below, she heard Lara whimper, “Please…no more…”
Katrina smiled. Satisfied, she dropped suddenly to her knees, viciously slamming the crown of Lara’s skull into the surface below.
Lara’s world went black. Her body crumpled to the ground in a motionless heap.
She lay there, naked and smeared with sweat, her limbs spread in all directions like a starfish.
Katrina looked down at the broken bodies in front of her, proud of what she had accomplished.
She had taken on three seasoned fighters and butchered them.
These three would never be the same again. She watches as the slaves carry the three defeated fighters away for treatment.
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The whole arena was standing up and applauding Katrina Kaif, even though she was from Khanistan.
They knew she had pulled together an extraordinary feat today.
Rani Mukherji, Anil Kapoor and Aishwarya Rai now enter the arena and tell Katrina to go forward and ask her three wishes.
One wish for every champion who was battered like a ragdoll today.
Katrina now explains her first wish, she wants the three fighters who were defeated today to be tied like scapegoats on the border of Khanistan and Choprapur for the night.
Everyone was stunned, as they knew these borders were generally deserted but sometimes the orcs frequent the borders.
If they discover these helpless women, they would be in for a lot of trouble.
But the Chopras had no option, they had to agree for this.
Katrina Kaif now explains the second wish.
She says 40 years ago, when Khanistan was defeated by the great Amitabh Bachchan, he was helped by the old Kapoor family.
She wants the old Kapoors to pay for this now.
As her second wish, Katrina asks Anil Kapoor that his hostage and the current princess of old Kapoor family and perhaps the most beautiful women in Kapooria today Kareena Kapoor serve as a slave to her master Arbaaz Khan till, he is in Choprapur.
Suddenly, Ranbir Kapoor springs into action claiming this cannot happen, Kareena is his sister and a princess. She cannot be treated as a slave.
But Kareena herself interrupts Ranbir and tells him that she accepts her fate. He is not to decide for her.
Arbaaz lustily glances at Kareena, as he knew she was a beauty who could compete with Aishwarya Rai herself.
Anil Kapoor grants the second wish.
Katrina picks up the tattered rope which was tied around her neck during the fight. She starts swaying it above her head.
For the third wish, Katrina turns towards Aishwarya Rai, the Queen of Lust.
Even Katrina acknowledges, that this one is a beauty that could cause wars among men.
Katrina tosses the rope around Aishwarya's neck and pulls her down to the floor.
Everyone is stunned and suddenly the Queensguard of Aishwarya run towards Katrina and surround her.
Aishwarya is furious and rises to her feet with the rope still around her neck.
She stops her Queensguard soldiers and demands Katrina to explain her action.
Katrina now openly challenges Aishwarya Rai for a duel right now with her.
The crowd is stunned, everyone is silenced.
Aishwarya is in a dilemma, she cannot deny Katrina her earned wish, and neither could she fight her.
Aishwarya, herself a good fighter but she had just witnessed what Katrina Kaif was capable of doing.
Aishwarya Rai, was just not a ravishing beauty, she had a diplomatic and intelligent mind and astute political sense.
She asks Katrina, what is that she would desire if she wins this fight.
Katrina remarks - "If I defeat you, which I certainly will, you will submit yourself to my Master, Salman Khan as his slave forever"
The crowd broke into frenzied discussions, there was chaos. It was a battle inducing wish.
Aishwarya remarked, "If I win, you will submit as a slave to me". Katrina smirked and nodded.
As Katrina was readying herself now for the greatest fight, the world had ever seen.
Aishwarya Rai removed the rope around her neck and stomped back to her throne and settled down comfortably.
Katrina, now confused asked Aishwarya again, why is she sitting, she has to come in the arena and fight her.
Aishwarya remarked - "Oh my poor slave, you might be a mighty warrior but remember the brain is mightier than all.
In SauRaja, fighting a reigning queen is as good as fighting her Champion.
So today you will be fighting my champion".
Katrina was confused but the royals had to agree with Aishwarya Rai, she was well within her rules.
Aishwarya says, "You will fight my greatest champion today, he is none other than the most powerful warrior in SauRaja, Hrithik Roshan".
The crowd was delighted, Katrina stood in silence as everyone awaited Hrithik's arrival in the arena.
With a slight grin, Katrina murmured softly to herself - "Indeed, thank you foolish Queen, I came here not to fight you but indeed to fight Hrithik and prevent him from helping you tomorrow".
The crowd waited in anticipation as did Katrina Kaif and Aishwarya Rai.
