“You want us to what?” One of the unicorn mares that signed up for being a priestess said in surprise.

“Milk me over the crystal goblets,” Daring said casually, Spike had decided to join her for the practice for the day, at least for the time being. “Then drink the milk, there’s plenty more, I assure you.”

“This has to be a joke,” said one pegasus mares that had signed up.

“Not at all,” said Daring.

“I’ll do it,” said one of the earth pony mares that had signed up, “ya bunch of pansies. Besides, I’ve been holdin’ myself from feeling those mammaries of hers without permission for a while now; I wanna see what they feel like.” With that, the mare trotted over to Daring with one of the crystal goblets and began milking Daring’s right breast.

Almost as soon as she started Spike gave territorial growl of disapproval. The mare released her hand from Daring’s figure and Spike stopped, when she went to milk Daring again, he started it again.

“Probably an instinctual response,” said the earth mare, “I’ve seen a few earth stallions get a bit edgy when the mare they have their fancy on starts interacting with other stallions. I think I have an idea,” she turned her attention Spike, “how about it big, do you wanna milk her?”

The mare handed Spike the goblet and took a few big steps away, Spike came up behind Daring and almost as soon as he touched her breast she elicited an erotic moan that made all the adult mares get a bit sexually excited, he then began to milk Daring’s right breast with the chalice just beneath her. After filling the goblet up almost to the brim he took a quick sip and complimented on the richness of the liquid itself. After taking his taste he passed it off to the mare that had tried to milk Daring earlier gave a nod and left, presumably to check on the progress of his own project in the town.

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About a half hour, after Daring had been milked, they were in the ritual chamber. “Now,” said Daring, “can any of you tell me what this room is and its primary role here?”

Amusingly one of the fillies raised her hand, Daring found it adorable and gestured to her. The filly said, “This is the ritual chamber, it’s where larger scale rituals that aren’t meant to be used in common services are to be performed.”

“Very good,” said Daring with a nod of approval, “can you tell us all what sort of rituals those are?”

“Mostly ceremonies that have to do with members rising in the ranks,” said a filly next to the one that had answered Daring before, she recognized them as the two fillies she had used as a demonstration. “Of course, that usually means some of the more physically matured members engaging in something akin to sexual orgies.”

The mares that had volunteered all looked at the filly that had answered Daring in surprise for a few moments before turning their attention to Daring. “Sorry, I didn’t do that,” said Daring in an authentic confused voice, “all I did was transfer duplicates of their memories from a few hours prior during the demonstration to each other. If I am directly responsible for that, it was completely unintentional.”

“But she’s not wrong,” said one of the unicorn mares in surprise.

“She’s quite accurate,” said Daring, “part of Zelshirska’s domain of fertility means there will be cases where her priestesses will either be involved in making it so sexual intercourse can result in offspring or be part of a ritual that is very sexual in nature.”

“I’m worried about what that’s going to do to the foals,” said one of the unicorn mares.

“It’ll be fine,” said an earth pony mare, “besides, that just means the foals here will be more knowledgeable about things outside the community. As long as we teach them how to make properly informed decisions everything will work out fine. Besides, it’s not like this is some crazed sex community.”

“If it was,” said Daring, “I’m pretty sure that we wouldn’t have bothered with several of the resources we have now. Yes, the community is designed in such a way that the public acts of intimacy are far less taboo. But if the town were centered around sex, which it isn’t, then the rules regarding where public intimacy wouldn’t have even been formed or one of the most heavily enforced.”

“I suppose that’s true,” said the unicorn mare that voiced her concern, “Honestly, I don’t know why I’m still here half the time.”

“Maybe it has something to do with supporting and supervising your daughter in a way that isn’t obstructive,” said Daring casually, the unicorn filly that was said daughter giggled in amusement. “Now, have you all read the handbook on what is expected of this clergy?”

“Yup,” said all the fillies in unison. Only half the volunteering mares raised their hands in silent confirmation. Daring rolled her eyes in amusement, quite visibly, before saying, “For those of you who haven’t, make sure you get through the first part at least by this time tomorrow, I’ll be checking. The rest of you, see what you can do to carry out what the handbook said is expected of you on church grounds and throughout the community. At the very least, I want to try getting a church service going sometime next month.”

“Doesn’t that mean you’re going to have to cite from a religious text at least once?” Inquired an earth pony filly.

“Probably,” said Daring, “I’ll work on getting something of that nature from Zelshirska in the coming days.”

Author's Notes:

Next up, Twilight and company come for a visit.

I don’t know why, but Daring seems to be getting ever more comfortable with making others feel a little uncomfortable.

As always, you know my policies