Kasumi shrinks back as his claws tear apart the white bindings, her breasts bouncing freely, her nipples starting to perk up in the cool air.  She starts to push herself away from his claws as he tugs the Hakaka, and the loose waistband comes undone in his hand, her hips sliding free as she slides back.<br/><br/>The he finds strips of cloth that make up the Hakima easy to pull free... far too easy, and Kasumi moves her hips just enough to allow him to remove each piece without damage.  In a few moments Kasumi finds herself quite vulnerably naked.<br/><br/>It takes her a bit of an effort of will not to cover herself with her hands, but she instead just sits up, pulling her knees to her chest and resting her elbows on them.  She looks at him, trembling slightly.