Keiko brands Georgina

With surprising poise, Georgina stuck two thumbs into the sling over her manhood and slid it down, then did the same with the pasties over her chest... Now, she stood confidently nude in the center of the arena, a spectacle of muscle and, somehow, dignity, despite all the events that had transpired. Perhaps that was just what it was like, for a priestess to thoroughly denounce their goddess. Keiko was still watching with trepidation despite it all, somewhat transfixed by the oddity of that penis. "This thing? I don't know... Maybe if I fall in love with somebody, I'll let them decide if they want me to keep it or not. That'll be my way of giving choice back to the people," she smirked, sounding bemused. "I always liked the look of it, but it just makes me think of Primary now."

"A-Ah... Well... I wish you luck with that," Keiko answered awkwardly, her eyes shifting between the arena floor at the lightly twitching member of her opponent. "Now... Where do you want the brand?" Telepathically, you could tell she was hoping the answer was anywhere but near the penis.

"On the bicep, of course! I don't have any tattoos yet, but that seems like the obvious place to get one, right? The cool place! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Georgina guffawed, regaining her earlier chipper demeanor despite her loss.

"Georgina-san..." Keiko smiled; it finally seemed to be rubbing off on her. "I think that you'll find... without that goddess, Super-merica can be the haven it was actually meant to be for all of humanity."

"Yeah... I think you're right!" the other girl laughed, tussling Keiko's hair like an older sister messing with her younger sister. It was a charming scene that became very different when a moment later, Keiko started pressing the brand tip of her sword against the other girl's bicep, imprinting your tattoo of the peace sign into her tanned flesh. To Keiko's surprise, the other priestess threw one arm around her shoulders to stabilize herself and threw her head back, squeezing her eyes shut and shouting in ecstasy. "Aaaaah, fuck! Oh shiiiiit, that's good!" Georgina cried like an American porn star, sounding very happy with the tattoo being given to her. "Fuck fuck fuck! Harder!"

"N-No, I think that's enough..." Keiko stuttered, backing up and looking like she wanted to drop the sword. She'd just barely dodged as Georgina's dick released its load onto the arena floor.

"Oh... Oh, yeah, you're right... Ha ha... Sorry about that," Georgina laughed, rubbing the back of her platinum blond hair with an apologetic expression. "Damn! I can't believe the president herself is naked and cumming onto the floor of the Kami Kurabe arena... ha ha ha...."

"Neither can any of the rest of us! What a suprising boooout!" Mila cheered into her microphone, drawing back the attention of the audience. "Thanks for watching everyone!" You heard scattered reactions from the audience; some were pleased, while others were wondering what this defiance meant for the future of their own homeworlds and their own... questionably moral rules over those worlds.

Feeling pleased with yourself, even as Keiko pondered the string of decisions that had led her to this point, you decided to go meet her in the priestess' area.