Wow , she looked incredible , in truth Simon struggled to keep his admiration from his face, if he was going to get any push back he had to find a point of resistance , letting his real feelings show didn't seem fitting , so it was with some effort that Simon quickly managed to make his face as neutral as possible.<br/><br/>Approaching Tanya it was clear that whoever had designed the gown had talent , some real money had been thrown it the design, even his uneducated eyes could see that. "Well , well , well" Simons tone as flat as he could make it " ...looks like its intact, no tears or rips, looks like your husband let you take it off before he took you, I wouldn't have....I'd have fucked you and used you as soon as you begged to serve me and obey me without question...and you damn well wouldn't have walked down the aisle , your father would have lead you by collar and leash as you crawled to your master...would you preferred that slave being humbled humiliated and used at your wedding"<br/><br/>Simon roughly took Tanya by the chin "Tell me , you silly cow , have you fucked anyone other than your husband since your wedding, tell me the truth , I'll know if your lying, if you tell me the truth you can drop to your knees and I'll allow you to suck my cock" There surely that would get some push back and if it didn't...well the wedding dress wouldn't survive the fucking his client /slave was about to get.