Lord Wolven stormed into his castle, he stood nearly seven feet tall and was all muscle. the moonlight filtered through the doorway sillouhetting his oddly incomplete form. As he slammed the dor shut his snarl of a voice was heard echoing down the hallways "Damn them! I will have their heads!" He continued bellowing and ranting for a while. He was yelling and angry because of his lack of a left arm, and the flesh was flensed from his ribs on his left side, exposing the ribs beneath. He did not seem to be in trouble, merely angry at his wounds and those that attacked him. The large Wamphyri was soon greeted by his slave girl Alanna whom is a short, curvy, thin, well muscled were-panther. She wore little more then a short silk dress and her thin feline fur wich would come and go as she (or rather her master) wished.

His wolfish animalistic features softened at the sight of her staring at his wounds speechless.

"Master!" she cried and quickly helped him to his bedroom where he can lay down comfortably. She has seen him in worse condition before but it always worries her. "I will need to feed, my sweet Alanna" he tells her and lays down while she examines his wounds. The bloodied stump of his arm stank of garlic wich sent red streaks up the remains of his arm, obviously poison to him. She growled and he jaws lengthened, becoming more catlike as she lunged for his wounded arm, tearing at the remaining flesh and feasting upon it hungrily. He cried out sharply but slid his other arm around her to hold her close as she devoured the garlic tainted flesh. She personally enjoyed the taste of garlic as well as her master's flesh... having eaten both often but rarely at the same time, this was a special treat for her. She devoured his arm up to the shoulder as he clung to her. She finished and slid down to his exposed ribs, sniffing at the wound to see if there was more garlic there as well. To her relief and also disapointment there was none, so she merely licked the wound clean, her sand paper tongue dragging over his exposed muscle tissues and bone "AHHhhh gently my sweet!" he growled and layed his head back on the bed relaxing and letting himself enjoy the company of his slave girl and the pain. She climbed up and kissed his lips with her bloody mouth and he flicked his forked tongue acrossed her lips teasingly as his remaining hand found the curve of her buttocks and squeezed it's globes.

"Naughty master should rest after losing so much flesh" she half scolded him, knowing it really wasn't her place. she only wished he'd take better care of himself... even if she loved taking of his flesh. Her taloned finger tips trailed over the front of his leather pants and fondled the bulge she found there with a grin "Oh, Master!" she said and raised her hand, she balled up a fist and drove it down into his balls as hard as she could. He gasped loudly and she laughed, his cock grew even harder from the surging pain. She used her claws to tear away his pants and fling the bits of it away to expose his turgid errection. She purred and began to nuzzle his hard cock, licking and nipping at it playfully as he moaned her name. He stroked her hair as she took his organ into her mouth and began sucking and bitting at it roughly. Her hands gripped his balls as she bit down into the head of his cock and shook her head side to side like a dog with a rag doll, blood spilling out and lightly splattering her and the sheets. With a mreow she tore the bite free and he errupted in orgasm, hot cum mixed with blood flowed freely from his now incomplete cock. Alanna had to squeeze his balls so very hard to make them fit in one hand, smashing them together in her fist as he came. She lapped up the mixture lovingly and took the end in her mouth, bitting away another length of his penis, and then another. She chewed and swallowed it down happily and lapped at the wound. he curled his fingers in her hair and panted as she moved on to his balls. It was only a moment later when she sank her feline teeth into his left ball through his sac. His high pitched scream made her laugh with glee at his blinding agony. She noticed the bite brought another splatter of cum from his stump and grinned, taking another bite and finishing off his left testicle. She viciously tore open the rest of his sac with her claws and dug inside, grabbing his last ball.

"Does master want the last one?" she offered, pulling and stretching the chords that kept his testicle attached, showing it to him.

"AHHHH!!! no Alanna... it is yours" he told her.

She smiled happily and began licking it, each stroke of her sand paper tongue brought new cries of agony from her master. Finally taking the ball into her mouth she sucked hard, feeling some of it's juices fill her mouth before she bit down and ground it to a pulp between her back teeth. Wolfen orgasmed once more and convulsed from the myriad sensations coursing through his body at the time.

She purred happily as she lapped up every drop and snuggled with him where he lay sweaty and panting from exertion. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her body against his, feeling his open gash of a groin rubbing against her thigh. He yawned impossibly wide, exposing a cave of knives that he has for a mouth and bites down into her shoulder. His eyes go wide as her blood flows over his tongue and down his throat, fueling him and giving him a surge of strength with each mouthful. She moaned loudly and began humping his leg, rubbing her cunt up and down as he fed. His chest wound closed over fairly quickly but it took a while for his arm to at least grow part way. his cock had regenerated almost immediately and was followed by two fresh testicles in a newly grown sac. When he's had enough he let go of her and probed her wound with his forked tongue, tasting her eagerly.

"Ah, werechild blood is strong..." he whispers to her and snuggles close, leaving her needs untended for now as she mewed softly and gave up on getting him to use his newly reformed manhood, simply being happy he was holding her.

"Alanna loves her master" she whispered to him and kissed his leathery lips once more.

"I know and I love my deer sweet Alanna" he replied and snuggled with her getting some rest, his eyes closed as he drifted off to sleep.