She stood with her head back as he gripped her hair, pulling it, and felt her knees buckle. She had lost track of his position again and the gesture startled her. Her skin continued to rise in gooseflesh as she struggled to follow his command. She stretched her arms down as far as her shoulders would allow and hooked her thumbs under the tops of her panties. She struggled to move them down and found she could only reach to her mid-hips. She bent slightly to the side and found it no easier. He held her hair taught in his fist as she bent her waist deeply to one side, lifting her hip high and pulling her leg up. Her scalp burned hotly and began to throb as she just managed to round her cheek with the elastic of her panties. When she bent to repeat the motion on the other side, the progress she made was lost, her panties slipping back up on the side she had worked down.<br/>