Submission in the Stars

Chapter 33: Final Frontiers

The days following that intimate session shifted something fundamental in Valentin's relationship with Aleron and Kaelis. The trust he had offered them, and the care they had reciprocated, now felt cemented. But beneath the surface, something deeper was growing—a tension that neither Valentin nor the princes could ignore. It wasn't the tense, fearful tension that had once dominated their interactions; it was something far more primal, more complex, something that blurred the line between power and vulnerability.

Valentin knelt in the chambers as he had so many times before, his body still aching from the last session, but his mind calm, focused. The space around him felt different today, the air heavier, as if something new was about to happen. The twins hadn't spoken much to him throughout the day, only issuing quiet commands, their eyes constantly on him as if they were waiting for something to emerge.

He could feel it in their gazes—that growing need to push him further, to test the boundaries of the bond they had built. It was no longer just about obedience or submission. It was about trust, but also something more—something that would require all of Valentin's strength to face.

Aleron stood in front of him now, his hands resting lightly on Valentin's shoulders. He was calm, as always, but today there was a slight intensity in his expression, a flicker of something deeper. Kaelis, standing to the side, watched with the same sharp gaze he always wore, but his body was tense, like a predator ready to pounce.

"We've reached a turning point, pet," Aleron began, his voice soft but commanding. "You've given us so much of yourself. Your body, your mind, your trust. But there is one final thing we must ask of you."

Valentin's breath hitched, his muscles tensing beneath Aleron's touch. He didn't speak, knowing they would guide him through whatever came next. But still, the weight of their words hung in the air, heavy with meaning.

Kaelis moved closer now, his presence as imposing as ever, though something in his expression was different—less cold, more intense. "This is not just about your obedience anymore," Kaelis said, his voice low, almost a growl. "This is about your loyalty. Your devotion."

Valentin looked up at him, meeting his piercing gaze. He had never faltered in his obedience to the princes, had never questioned the bond they had created, but now he could feel that they were asking for something deeper. Something that would require him to let go completely of the last pieces of his former self.

"You've trusted us," Aleron continued, his fingers tightening slightly on Valentin's shoulders, "and we've taken care of you. But now, we need to know that you are ours, fully, completely, without hesitation."

Kaelis knelt beside Aleron now, his hand reaching out to cup Valentin's chin, lifting his face so that their eyes met. "Do you understand what we're asking of you?"

Valentin swallowed hard, his pulse quickening. He wasn't sure if he fully understood, but he knew, deep down, that this moment had been coming for a long time. The months of training, of submission, of obedience—it had all led to this. He nodded slowly, his voice steady despite the tension thrumming through his body.

"Yes, masters," he whispered. "I understand."

Aleron's lips curved into a soft smile, his hand brushing over Valentin's cheek. "Good. You've always been so obedient, so loyal. And now, you will show us just how deep that loyalty goes."

Kaelis's hand slid from Valentin's chin to the back of his neck, his fingers pressing into the tense muscles there. His touch was firm, but not painful—a reminder of the control he held, but also of the care they had always shown him. "This is not a punishment, pet," Kaelis said, his voice soft but filled with authority. "It's a test. One that you will pass, because you belong to us."

The tension in the air thickened as the princes stepped back, their gazes never leaving Valentin. They had always been precise in their training, methodical in how they pushed him, but this felt different—more personal. It wasn't just about power or control anymore. It was about the bond between them, about how far that bond could stretch before it snapped.

Without a word, Aleron reached for a length of silk from a nearby table, the same soft fabric they had used before to blindfold him. But this time, there was no gentleness in the way he tied it around Valentin's eyes. The knot was secure, firm, and Valentin's world was plunged into darkness.

His other senses heightened immediately, just as they always did when his sight was taken. He could hear the soft rustle of the princes' clothing as they moved around him, feel the cool air against his skin, and the faintest brush of their presence as they circled him.

"You will remain still," Aleron instructed, his voice calm but firm. "You will not move unless we command it."

Valentin nodded, his body instinctively tensing, though he forced himself to relax. He trusted them. He had always trusted them, and this moment was no different, no matter the fear that flickered at the edges of his mind.

Kaelis's hand brushed over his shoulder, and Valentin could feel the tension beneath the prince's touch. "You're stronger than you know, pet," Kaelis murmured. "But now, you will prove it."

Without warning, Aleron's hand pressed firmly on the small of Valentin's back, pushing him forward until he was bent at the waist, his hands bracing on the cool floor beneath him. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, but he remained still, waiting for their next command.

Kaelis's voice was low, steady. "Breathe, Valentin."

Valentin obeyed, his breath coming in slow, measured inhales. The princes had never truly hurt him—not in a way that left scars, not in a way that would break him—but this felt like they were pushing him toward something he couldn't fully comprehend.

Suddenly, he felt the sharp sting of leather against his back, a precise strike that sent a jolt of pain through his body. His breath hitched, but he didn't cry out. He had learned long ago to endure their tests of endurance, their careful strikes that were meant to push, not punish.

"Good," Aleron murmured, his voice soft and approving. "You're taking it well."

Another strike, this one lower, across his thighs. Valentin gritted his teeth, the pain sharp but bearable. His mind was clear, focused on the sensations, on the commands they had given him. He would not move. He would not resist.

Kaelis's hand brushed over his back, soothing the sting with a gentle touch. "You are ours, Valentin," he whispered, his voice almost tender. "And we will push you to your limits, but we will never let you fall."

Valentin exhaled slowly, the tension in his body easing slightly at the sound of Kaelis's words. He had come to understand that the pain they inflicted was never about cruelty. It was about pushing him, about testing his limits, about proving his strength.

The strikes continued, each one sharp and precise, but Valentin remained still, his body trembling slightly but never breaking. He had learned to trust them, to trust that they would never push him beyond what he could handle. And as the minutes passed, the pain began to blur, replaced by a strange sense of clarity, of peace.

Finally, the strikes stopped, and Valentin could feel the warmth of Aleron's hand on his back, soothing the welts that had formed. "You've done well, pet," Aleron whispered, his voice filled with approval. "You've passed the test."

Kaelis's hand slid into his hair, tugging gently until Valentin lifted his head. "You belong to us," Kaelis said, his voice soft but firm. "Completely."

Valentin nodded, his breath coming in slow, steady exhales. He could feel the warmth of their approval, the quiet satisfaction in their voices. He had proven his loyalty, his devotion, and in return, they had given him their trust, their care.

As the silk was removed from his eyes, Valentin blinked in the soft light of the room, his gaze meeting theirs. There was no need for words. He had passed the final test, and the bond between them was stronger than ever.

In that moment, Valentin knew that he was no longer just their pet. He was theirs, in every sense of the word—body, mind, and soul.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.