She sits, heart pounding, eyes locked onto the glistening teeth. Her button-tip awaits the wolfish bite, anticipating the sweet pain. Fingers caress her quivering flesh, tracing the path of the impending chomp. The room echoes with her ragged breaths, each one a symphony of fear and desire. Suddenly, she gasps as the teeth sink in, a delicious mix of hurt and pleasure coursing through her.