<strong>D'Sira Korroth - Holosuite</strong><br/><br/>"'ej HumtaH 'ej DechtaH 'Iw." D'Sira sung at the top of her voice. "'ej Doq SoDtaH ghoSpa' Sqral bIQtIq."<br/><br/>She was currently a little drunk and singing with characteristic Klingon gusto with a flagon made from a Targ skull in one hand and a bat'leth in the other. She was in the USS Ember's holosuite, but whether she was still aware of that fact was questionable.<br/><br/>"'e' pa' jaj law' mo' jaj puS." She bawled, celebrating the holographic victory she had just led her troops to in the Battle of Klach D'Kel Brakt.<br/><br/>"jaj qeylIS molar mIgh HoHchu'qu'." She rored to a finish, surveying the heaped Romulan bodies surrounding her.<br/><br/>Two holographic Klingon soldiers dragged the Romulan commander in front of her and forced him to his knees. She looked at him uncertain for a second what he was there for, and then smiled broadly, showing her sharp irregular teeth.<br/><br/>"So Romulan p'taQ, your dishonour is almost complete." She gestured around her at the photonic carnage. "Have you anything to say for youself?"<br/><br/>The Romulan general remained silent, resigned to his preprogrammed fate. D'Sira undid her uniform's trousers and pulled out an impressively sized cock. Grinning insanely she wanked her huge member furiously, pointing it's head at her captured Romulan foe. After a couple of minutes of masturbation her cock erupted, spattering excessive amounts of gooey white jism over the Romulan's face.<br/><br/>"Hah, now your dishonour is complete." D'Sira gloated.<br/><br/>With a wild one handed swing, her bat'leth neatly decapitated the hologram, the head and body toppling in two separate directions. D'Sira began to laugh loudly, stroking the huge erect cock cradled gripped in her fist.