Pretty White Lace

"Oh my sweet love, I bought you something" He chimed, Loving the way his own voice echoed throughout the house.

Walking into his living room he put down his bag, Containing his Surprise to his Lover, Taking out the Adorning, Beautiful, Pure white Lace; He smirked, Tucking it Gently into his coat pocket.

"My Darling, Where are you? You aren't in the Living room, Are you in The bedroom" he shouted, his brand new shoes, black leather, rather expensive, they stepped in a crimson red liquid.

It was thick, Like a deep red syrup, He cackled following the trail to the master bedroom, opening the door, He let out a loving smile.

"There you are my love, I brought you something, I thought since you did so good with your ribbons, I could get you some nice lace" he explained, walking closer, sitting next to what was causing the crimson liquid.

It was a thin, petite, young looking girl, no older than sixteen, she was chained by velvet strips, Corset rings made of the finest silver, engraved into her back , with lovely white ribbons, adorning each loop, tugging Gently on the pale as snow skin.

Her eyes, covered with a satin blindfold, She never saw darkness, only light, because of course the blindfold was white.

He dug into his pocket, slowly digging out the delicate lace, elegant patterns that would greatly compliment the skin of the girl.

He took the Lace, gently wrapping it around her neck, tying it off in a bow at the end, he smiled, gracing the cold cheek a loving kiss, he whispered delicately into his lovers ear.

"I always loved how you looked in white, if only you was alive to love it yourself "