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Sin Eater
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
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Sin Eater
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Sin Eater Copyright © 2009 Evangeline Anderson
Edited by Shannon Combs
Cover art by Syneca
Electronic book Publication June 2009
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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.
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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
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