Worthless (Final Fantasy XI)

Worthless (Final Fantasy XI)

A/N: Worthless was originally written back in January of 2019! Posting it up now for people to enjoy.

Summary: In which Freya enters a spiral of self-destruction helped along by a corrupt Vivi. Fair warning, probably some of the most extreme stuff I've ever written.

Themes: Extremely Rough Sex, Big Dick, Master/Slave

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"You... y-you just sit there. L-Let me do all the work. Let me... d-do this for you."

As Vivi cocks his head to the side, but sits down all the same, Freya's tongue darts out to lick at her lips and her rat-like nose. Freya Crescent is a Burmecian, a race of rate-like humanoids. But that hardly matters right now. What matters more is the fact that Freya Crescent is a failure. A shudder worms its way through Freya's body as she reaches up and pulls the red head with its decorative metallic wings off of her head.

She sets it aside, even as Vivi continues to watch her with those blank yellow eyes of his. The Black Mage has always been hard to read, with no visible mouth or other features besides his two eyes. Still, she can't help but feel like he's judging her as he looks upon her, as he watches her. Freya feels like he should be judging her, like she deserves it, truth be told.

And doesn't she? She's worthless. She's completely and utterly worthless. She'd started this journey, the journey that she'd met Vivi on, looking for Sir Fratley. He was her lover, the man she cared for with all her heart. He'd left her though, left the Kingdom behind, and she'd had to go chasing after him. It had taken years to find him, and even then, in the end it had been others who finally brought her and Fratley together again.

She'd poured all of her feelings out in that moment when they came face to face once more. She'd been so happy to have him back, that she hadn't stopped to think what condition he might be in. As it turned out... he didn't remember her. Her beloved did not remember her, did not have the slightest clue who she was.

Freya hadn't given up immediately, of course. They'd all continued traveling together after that, and she'd done everything she could to rekindle what lay between her and Fratley, to bring back his memories. He only had amnesia, after all. He was still her Fratley, and Freya was sure that somewhere deep inside, he still remembered her.

Or at least, she had been. All attempts at rekindling their relationship, at healing Fratley's memories... had failed. More than that, she had perhaps come on a little too strong in her efforts, leading to Fratley rebuffing her entirely, and treating her as if she was crazy! He'd started out pitying her, but the more desperate she got, the more unstable she must have seemed in his eyes.

It got so bad that Zidane had to step in and tell her to back off. She was no longer allowed to initiate contact with Fratley, or else she might very well be banished from the group altogether. That... that was the moment when Freya had truly despaired. That was the moment when she'd lost all hope and fallen into a pit of self-loathing and depression that she couldn't find the end to.

That was why she was standing before Vivi now, seeking to thank him for his help and his comradery in... in the only way she could fathom. Surely this, she would not fuck up... surely in this, she could at least make the Black Mage feel good. Biting her lower lip, the Burmecian begins to undo the buckles on her long, red coat.

As she pulls it off, she thinks she catches something that might be a flicker of interest in Vivi's otherwise blank yellow eyes. She's come prepared, after all. Beneath the red coat, Freya wears nothing, not even a breast wrap. To be perfectly fair, she doesn't have to. She's small in the chest, and always has been. Her breasts are tiny, and though she's not completely flat, she might as well be for how much her tits could possibly hinder her in battle. Hint, they didn't.

However, beneath the red coat she is still wearing her orange trousers and a pair of leather gaiters. What the removal of her coat TRULY reveals is just how tight her pants fit her. Where Freya truly shines is in the ass, legs, and thigh regions. She had to have thick thighs and muscular legs in order to manage some of the truly magnificent jumps she did.

Slowly, Freya turns away from Vivi and bends over a bit, feeling it as her trousers strain even further against her large ass, which she points out in the Black Mage's direction as best she can. Blushing, she looks over her shoulder at him.

"Do you like what you see, Vivi?"

There's a pause, and she briefly wonders if he will reject her too. It would not truly surprise Freya to find out that even in this, she was neither wanted nor needed. But after a moment, Vivi nods.

"Show me more."

Those are the first words the Black Mage has said since she'd told him what she wanted to do for him, and he'd simply stated 'very well' in response. Freya smiles, though it's a fragile, hesitant smile. She straightens up again and begins to work at the buttons on her trousers. They're a little hard to get undone, but eventually she manages it. The Burmecian kicks off her gaiters and then wiggles her way out of her pants, having to do quite a lot to get the damn things over her hips and off of her massive ass and then down her legs.

Once she does though, once she's able to step out of them, she stands before Vivi in nothing but her panties, her lightly furred, grey-skinned body almost completely exposed and her tail and ears both flicking back and forth, signs of her nervousness. He just stares at her in silence though, and Freya... Freya feels inadequate before his gaze. He probably doesn't mean to make her feel that way, or maybe he does, but in the end, SHE does... so she takes the final step.Fiind updated novels at novelhall.com

Her underwear comes off of her, showing a neatly trimmed bush right above pink pussy lips as she slides the panties down each leg and steps out of them as well. Now, she's completely naked. Once again, aiming to put what she considers her best side forward, Freya bends over and shows off her backside, blushing deeply as she does so. She wiggles it this way and that, hoping to entice Vivi in some way, perhaps even hoping for some sort of compliment or praise.

She doesn't get it though.

"Come here."

Vivi's voice is a lot more commanding than usual, and Freya finds herself turning to obey, only for him to hold up a hand and stop her.

"Crawl."

The word hits her like a brick, and Freya freezes for a moment... before slowly descending to her knees, crawling forward. Her tail no longer flicks back and forth, instead hanging limply along her shapely behind as she crawls over to where he's seated, eventually straightening up so that she's kneeling before him.

She looks up into those blank yellow eyes again, and then slowly reaches for his crotch. When Vivi makes no effort to stop her or to bring his legs together and block her, Freya continues on, swallowing hard and pulling at his pants, his green and white trousers giving away once she works at his belt buckle and pulls his belt apart.

As she tugs his trousers down, Freya isn't prepared for what happens next. Vivi's cock is freed from its confines and springs free, just as pitch-black as the rest of the Black Mage's 'skin'. But more than that... it's massive, absurdly so when compared to Vivi's somewhat short stature, and Freya, unaware of what she's dealing with, takes that giant pitch-black slab of cock meat right to the face.

It slaps down on her long rat-like snout and across her cheek as she goes cross-eyed just looking at it. For a brief time, Freya just stares, frozen, her hands still bunched up in Vivi's loose pants as she gawks. Eventually though, the Black Mage grunts, reminding Freya of where she is and who she's with and what she's doing.

Swallowing thickly, Freya pulls back until Vivi's cock slips off of her face. She grabs hold of it with both hands, but her fingers can't close around his girth as she stares down the barrel of the massive member, feeling like she's at the end of a cannon. Still, she wanted to do this. This was her idea. And Vivi is watching her, waiting for her to make the next move.

So, Freya does. She leans forward, and lets her tongue slip out as she tentatively begins to lap at the head of Vivi's massive member. He's much bigger than Fratley ever was, but the moment THAT thought crosses Freya's mind, the Burmecian is filled with such loathing and shame that she pulls back a little bit. Only, as she does so, Vivi reaches out with one of his gloved hands and grabs hold of her head. Freya's eyes flicker up to the Black Mage's 'face' and he looks back at her with those blank yellow circles of his. The feeling that he's judging her has never felt more right.

"S-Sorry..."

He doesn't say anything though, as Freya descends back onto his cock. His hand does remain atop her head though, his gloved fingers resting between her large ears, while Freya tries to focus on the task at hand. She slathers Vivi's cock with her saliva as her tongue slides out of her maw entirely and writhes this way and that around the Black Mage's bulbous dick tip. Her hands stroke up and down the latter half of his shaft as well, and she does her best to give him the pleasure that she can't give Fratley.

If nothing else, at least she can do this. At least she can give Vivi this. She-

"You're terrible at this."

Freya stiffens, looking up at Vivi again as he stares down at her. The words definitely came from the Black Mage, and now she KNOWS he's judging her, as he continues on.

"If you want to do it right, you'll have to follow my lead. Open wide, Freya."

Freya looks between Vivi and his cock, before eventually opening wide. Or at least, what she thinks is wide. Vivi's other hand comes up, and he slaps her across the face out of nowhere, the sneer in his tone evident when he commands her again.

"Thank you... thank you for slapping me a-around like the s-stupid whore I am!"

"... Good."

Then, he slides his grip up to the top portion of her tail and leans over her. There's no denying that Freya is taller than Vivi is, meaning that on her hands and knees like this, she's a bit longer than him as well. So yeah, Vivi has to reach a bit, and it leads to him sinking just a little more into Freya's depths, bulging her belly out continuously as she squeals... right up until the moment when he wraps her tail around her throat and pulls.

Lacing the prehensile appendage around the front of her neck is easy enough. Dragging the top bit back and using them as reins to fuck her even faster... well, that takes a little getting used to. Her tail is just long enough that it works though, even as Freya herself is forced to arch her back in a truly painful looking away, her eyes bulging and her tongue sticking out of her mouth as she chokes, trying to pull in air.

Vivi doesn't give a shit though, he doesn't do anything but pull harder as his feet touch the ground again and he's once again fucking her from behind, doggystyle. There's just an added element to it now, with Freya's choking noises filling the air right alongside his grunts and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. She's so much tighter like this. As her nostrils flare uselessly, as she spasms and shakes, her inner walls clench down HARD, squeezing his length and milking his cock in a way that they never did before, and in a way her face-cunt couldn't have hoped to match.

The Black Mage groans out as he continues to fuck Freya while asphyxiating her with her own tail. This was it. This was what he was missing. This is the next level. And Freya? Freya continues to hold herself back. Even as the darkness creeps in around the edges of her vision, she doesn't try to free herself, she doesn't fight Vivi despite what he's doing to her.

In fact, she's just about to pass out when the Black Mage finally cums again. And strangely enough, as unwanted as it is, all of the stimulation, all of the sensation... it takes Freya right over the edge as well. On that precipice between consciousness and unconsciousness, feeling Vivi's thick, hot seed painting her stretched-out, ruined womb white... Freya orgasms, and she orgasms HARD.

The noises that come from her throat in between the choking are distinctly animalistic, almost feral in their intensity. Her eyes roll back in her head, and her tongue which had been sticking straight out of her mouth as she tried to get air goes limp as it lolls off of her bottom lip. She looks truly reprehensible in that moment, what with Vivi's cum all but dried on her features, and her face in such a despicable, humiliating manner. She's less than trash then, she's the scum that discarded trash creates.

As he finishes cumming, Vivi lets go of Freya's tail and pulls out of her, panting a bit for breath. Freya, meanwhile, is also panting for breath, though a lot harder than the Black Mage, given her lack of air these last few minutes. Her tail unravels from her neck quickly enough once Vivi releases it, and the Burmecian Dragon Knight face plants on the ground, hacking and rasping for air, still choking a bit.

There's already a red ring forming around her neck, giving tell to what happened to her... and perhaps marking her as Vivi's property. Like a collar, the strangulation markings tell a tale of a situation that Freya willingly put herself into, a situation she could have gotten out of easily, but ultimately chose to STAY in because of her own insecurities and inadequacies.

But it's not enough. The Black Mage has other plans in mind. The only warning Freya gets before it happens is the feel of his finger, his actual finger, not the glove, pressing into the small of her back right above the curve of her wide hips and fat ass, before a searing pain screams through her. Freya squeaks and squeals and shrieks, but like the bitch she is now, she just claws at the ground, rather than putting up any sort of fight.

Its soon over, or at least she thinks it is, but then Vivi is grabbing her by the hips and tossing her onto her back before him. Whatever he's marked her lower back with, the pain as the fresh brand hits the ground beneath her causes Freya to let out a loud scream... but Vivi doesn't seem to care. He brings that same pitch-black finger down to Freya's belly, right above where her stretched-out womb, filled with his thick cum, is located.

And then he pushes his finger down into her flesh, slightly bloated by his cum load as it is, and begins to draw the same symbol once more. The pressure causes some of his ejaculate to explode out of Freya as the Burmecian cries out again, staring through teary eyes down at what Vivi is marking her with. This time, she can see it, the symbol of a Black Mage, and she can imagine that the same symbol resides on her lower back, like a tramp stamp. A circle with flames coming off of it. It might as well be Vivi's symbol. Might as well be his way of marking her as his property, of claiming her.

When the Black Mage is done, Freya looks up at him through bleary eyes, staring at him. Vivi stares back, his own yellow eyes as blank as ever, and yet she can feel the judgment, the disdain, the contempt radiating off of him.

"I suppose I'll take responsibility for you from now on. Given how worthless you are, it's not as if anyone else will want you."

A fresh sob exits Freya's throat as she hangs her head. Because in the end, he's right. No one else wants her. No one else will take her. This... this is where she belongs. As much as she might hate it, she hates herself even more.

"Y-Yes..."

A swift backhand across the face sends her reeling for her failure to agree correctly.

"Yes what?"

Freya goes stiff, knowing what Vivi is asking. But she says it all the same, speaking the words in a soft whisper that nonetheless seems to carry throughout the room in a sense of finality.

"Yes Master..."

A moment later, Vivi grabs her by her ankles and drags her thick, toned legs up above her head. Freya yelps at the sudden act, but she doesn't fight it as he forces her ankles to lock behind her head, folding her up just like that. Both her cunt and her ass are fully exposed to his predations, and Freya shivers as his cum oozes out of her wrecked quim, only to slide down between her butt cheeks and run along the inside of her ass crack before hitting the ground.

Vivi looks at her for a moment, and then slaps his meaty cock down on her cunt, causing Freya to cry out. Her mound is just as sensitive as her ass at this point, after the abuse that it suffered. For her cry however, Vivi responds with a fist to the gut, knocking the wind out of her, even as she chokes on her own spit.

"Whores like you learn to shut their mouths, or they get punished. Got it?"

Freya knows better than to say anything, so she just bites her tongue and nods. Vivi waits a moment longer, as if he expects her to slip up... and then, he slides his cock off of her sensitive, ravaged cunt and down between her reddened ass cheeks. Freya whimpers through closed lips as her pained behind flares from the abuse he delivered to it earlier. He'd blistered her backside, and now... now he was pushing his massive cockhead up against her asshole, his intentions clear.

She wants to tell him no, she wants to tell him that this is too far, and she won't let him do it. But the feel of the brand on her flesh is too fresh, the feel of his claiming is too new in her mind. She belongs to Vivi now, even if this started as her just trying to give something back to the Black Mage for helping them out so much. Now... now she's his property.

So that means she doesn't get to say no. That means she doesn't get to do anything but take it. When Vivi slams his cock, covered in cum and her juices home into her ass without any sort of foreplay or warning, Freya screams, but she ultimately takes it. Of course, she's still too loud for Vivi's taste, so the Black Mage hits her again. He keeps hitting her, both with smacks and fists, until she's quiet, whimpering.

She's bruised all over by this point, covered in markings, covered in his abuse... the abuse that she's asked for. It's all she's good for now, and Freya knows it. Being Vivi's fuck toy, his punching bag, his cum dump... whatever he requires of her, she'll do it. Including taking his massive, stomach-bulging cock right up her ass, as she is now.

The Burmecian nearly bites through her own tongue in an effort to finally quiet herself as Vivi relentlessly rams her rectum with all his might. His cock pistons in and out of her ass as he grabs hold of her thick thighs for support, pushing them up until most of Freya's body weight is effectively on her neck and shoulders as he continues to rail into her from above. It occurs to her, that in that moment, she is effectively helpless, almost as much on the verge of death as she was when she was being strangled with her own tail.

If he applied just a tad more pressure, if he used his magic to do it, she was sure that he could snap her neck like a twig, and kill her right then and there. The thought is... it shouldn't be as arousing as it is. Does she have a death wish? Did being strangled awaken something in HER that she didn't even realize? Or perhaps she just knows that this is how it will inevitably end one day. Now that she belongs to Vivi, there's only one conclusion available for her.

He'll use her up until he gets tired of her, and then he'll discard her. The thought sends Freya right over the edge, and she climaxes in a humiliating fashion as Vivi continues to ravage her asshole, her pussy juices and his cum both squirting out of her stretched out cunt and spraying all over her face and her chest as she moans in a lewd manner.

This continues for a while, until finally, Vivi cums again. When he pulls out and lets go of her, Freya is quick to get back onto her knees and lean down to take his messy cock into her mouth, uncaring of how filthy it is as she sucks him clean, right then and there. Because she's trash, and Vivi has been 'kind' enough to lay claim to her anyways. He's given her purpose again. So, the broken female Dragon Knight will do everything in her power to make him happy.

It's the least she can do.

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