Then he upped the ante. He instituted a ‘no quarter’ option that could be called by any party in an exercise. Once declared, the combatants were r...equired to fight until one was dead. Then the loser would be hauled to the med-tube, repaired, wakened, and punished for failing.Mentally styling himself a modern-day emperor, he ignored the fact that no one except himself ever declared ‘no quarter.’ Instead, he declared it for any combatants for whom he had a grudge, and loudly threatened a demotion. As he brought his lips to her neck he felt the first real tremor of release from her pussy around his cock. This is how it always ended. He picked up his thrusts, a steady rhythm, not too hard and fast; his balls no longer slapping, but drawn close to his body for his impending orgasm. He moved her head to the side and he kissed her, just as deep and rhythmically as his cock driving into its home.They both moaned into the kiss. She trembled first, breaking it just as the crest of her orgasm. I was hoping I would get lucky and be able to fuck her tonight. Nandini sat right next to me, her naked thigh pressing up against mine (I was wearing shorts).She said, “That feels better. Now, share the pillow.” And she grabbed the pillow that I was using to cover my erection and, in doing so, casually brushed her breasts against my face.“Whoaa, little brother. What do we have here?” my sister remarked when she saw the unmistakable bulge in my pants. I smiled uncomfortably as she stood, knelt. Looking back at the palace she could see that it was huge. It was surrounded by shrubs that were about waist high around the outer walls walls, but cut to only thigh high where they were close to the walls of the building.The windows were all open and the palace had easily five stories to it.Unlike most castles the palace had a double rod iron gate and a rod iron fence that seemed to run the length of the grounds.Looking around her in awe Suzan could see all the various workers and people.