Made For Sin

"Here, I will show you how it is done." He grabs my hands and forces me to touch his recent victim. I flinch when my hand touches the still warm body, but I do not pull away. If I do, he might get mad, and that will just make things worse. Especially since he's already frustrated with me at the moment.

Plus I'm not even ready! I haven't prepared myself enough for this kind of shit!

This one question keeps poping up in my mind.

Why do you do it Penny?

Simple.

It's for him... all for him.

No matter though. If I just do as he says, he will be pleased right?

Its crazy what us humans can do for love. Or is this even love?

"That's it, good, now take the knife." He grins and gives me a devilish look while pointing at the sharp clean, looking Chef knife made for slicing into thick meat.

I look down at the knife, and see my brown hollow eyes stare back at me from the knifes reflection. I shiver, and slowly lift up my head.

I stare at those demented blue eyes. Those blue eye's that I adore. That man who I trust and Love... He already owns me. its too late to turn back...

I've already fallen. I'm just made for Sin. His Sins.

Notes: my story. No copying.

Chapters are updated slowly.

Currently in editing, so grammer errors are a given.

Enjoy~~