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Evangeline Anderson - Naughty Nooners 02 - Sin Eater, Anderson Evangelina[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication www.ellorascave.com Sin Eater ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Sin Eater Copyright © 2009 Evangeline Anderson Edited by Shannon Combs Cover art by Syneca Electronic book Publication June 2009 The terms Romantica® and Quickies® are registered trademarks of Ellora’s Cave Publishing. With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this is book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502. Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded or distributed via the Internet or any other means, electronic or print, without the publisher’s permission. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted material. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously. S IN E ATER Evangeline Anderson Evangeline Anderson Chapter One Andrylena LaLain, called Lena by all who knew her, entered the training room dressed for the first time in her transparent white testing garment. She was used to the shapeless gray robes of a novice that covered everything from neck to ankles. To look down and see the outline of her breasts and the cleft of her pussy in plain sight made her feel horribly vulnerable. The garment had full sleeves but the rest was little more than a body suit that covered Lena from neck to crotch. The material was both transparent and elastic, the better to facilitate her testing. As a rare and valued Sin Eater, Lena was dedicated to the service of the god-king, Karn the Insatiable, and it was important that her body be kept pure until she met him face-to-face for the first time. The testing garment would allow her instructor to handle and touch her body without being tempted to take her as he might be if she were completely naked. That pleasure—the pleasure of coming deep in her pussy—must be reserved for Karn and Karn alone. As she stepped through the heavy brass door of the training room she wondered what her teacher would be like. Would he beat her or hurt her? Would he hold her down and penetrate her or make her suck him? She’d heard frightening stories from the other novices who lived in the temple—not that any of them would know since Lena was the only Sin Eater in residence. Indeed, there could be only one Sin Eater in existence at a time—the rules of the universe decreed it. Only one was born in each generation. Lena suspected that the other novices were just jealous of her status but that didn’t stop her from shivering when she thought of the horrible stories they told about her new teacher after lights out. 4 Sin Eater She looked around the room, which was still empty. Well, empty except for the broad padded table upholstered in rich scarlet leather and the two racks of instruments positioned in the center of the rich, hardwood floor. Lena walked forward, as though drawn by an invisible hand. The floors gleamed in the warm overhead light and the walls were deep crimson like the leather padding on the strange table. There were straps hanging down from the table on either side as well as padded handles at both ends—but why? For something to hang on to? And as for the two polished dark wood racks and their contents, well, she didn’t even want to think about what they were for. The rack on her right appeared to be filled with punishment devices. There were paddles, whips and canes of every description. Gods, was she going to be beaten as part of her training? Lena felt herself break out in a cold sweat. The rack on the left was even more ominous. It held carved wooden phalluses of all sizes and lengths. One was so small it was barely longer than her palm and no larger than Lena’s two fingers put together. But there were some that were thicker than her wrist and as long as her forearm. Lena reached out to touch the largest one, tracing the bulbous wooden head. She swallowed hard—it was almost as big as her fist. Surely that isn’t meant to go inside me, she thought nervously. There’s no way it could possibly fit. Could it? “Choose one.” The deep voice behind her startled Lena so badly she knocked the large wooden phallus off the rack. Fumblingly, she caught it in both hands and turned to face the person standing behind her. He was tall and dark and wearing a scowl on his chiseled features that turned Lena’s bones to water. She hadn’t seen a man since the age of three when she was taken from her birth family to live in the temple, but she knew at once that this person was male. It was in the deepness of his voice, the breath of his muscular shoulders straining against his black robes, even in his very scent, which was warm and spicy and 5 [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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