Daring Do wanted to punch somepony. One pony in particular, but when said pony was the ruler of Equestria, and the one you worked for, you usually tried not to punch them. So, today, somepony would have to do. In fact, her desire was so strong that she’d be happy if Ahuizotl showed up just so she could give the prick one of her best shots.

Of course, just like anytime she wanted him, or anyone else to show up, there was no trace of them. “Just fucking perfect, isn’t it?” Daring slumped forward, still sitting on a log and now resting her chin on her hands. Her mind tried saying she’d been on worse missions, and… yeah, she had been.

All of those had been these sorts of missions too though.

“At least Celestia recoups me for those, since I won’t publish porn.” It wasn’t a great condolence though, not as she looked at the stupid name of the temple again. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.

The Temple of Whores. What a perfect name for a perfect mission. Daring had almost refused it even when it was offered to her. Sure, she considered herself a pretty wild mare, willing to do just about anything, whether it be sexual or normal. But she also liked letting it be a surprise for her, or of her own choice. These things usually included at least one set of tentacle monsters, which were possibly the only thing in Equestria worse than snakes.

It was only a slight possibility though, because, come on, they’re snakes.

Then again, there were the… funner ones. Daring bit into her lip as one of her fingers slid along the crotch of her tight cargo shorts, pressing against the thin underwear that protected her nethers. She wasn’t about to masturbate in the wild of course, that would be stupid, but she could enjoy her memories, at least a bit,

Her other hand cupped her large, perky breast, forcing a small moan out of her as she crossed her legs. Yeah, there definitely were funner sex dungeons, like Countess Eclipse. It was one of the only times in Daring’s life where she had been able to fully enjoy being forced against a wall, helpless, and completely naked. How her ass ever recovered was a mystery to her.

Oh, but what about the ones that didn’t have sex in them? Daring let her finger slide into her shorts, teasing her black, silk underwear at the prospect of more teasing as she thought of her enemies. She was by no means an unattractive mare. In fact, Rainbow Dash had gone out of her way to know that after their trip together.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t tell her fan what she wanted. To put behind a cell and called a cunt as she forced down some idiot’s cock. Or, better yet, for her to be wings bound up and tied to her hands as her cunt was played with. Now if only Ahuizotl could compliment that giant hand of his that he uses when I'm like that with an actual cock, instead the peashooter he has.

She could see her breath in the fog now, unaware of the fact that all pretenses were gone. She slumped against the tree she was in front of, her palm pressing against her snatch, coating it in her juices. She could see a myriad of guards grabbing at her, forcing her shirt up as she reach under, and grabbed at her bare breast.

It wasn’t enough though, and a figure, a few dozen miles away, and deep within the stones that Daring Do would soon travel through, smiled to himself. The gray stallion was all too happy to see the mare already like this. Of course, when one ran the temple of whores, you always liked seeing the ones your temple should house.

He stepped away from it, his long, oily black hair barely moving as he stepped across the stones. “So, Celestia’s sent one to stop my ritual. To protect all of Equestria from my designs. I wonder if she remembers what awaits her champion though? I doubt it. Only a fool would send a whore to a place so corrupting.”

The villain glanced back at the orb, smiling from ear to ear as Daring went completely hog wild on herself. She had to be used to toys, or else her fingers should have done the trick. Instead, they merely stirred up the moistened folds, spreading her arousal across the plants. So desperate, so lustful, so… perfect. “Mmm, if I did not know you better, princess, I would think you had sent me my first worshipper. Shame you aren’t that fun. I won’t be as cruel to this mare and her pure self though as you would.”

A bolt of lightning ran through Daring, sending her pleasure over the edge, and she arced her back in response. Between her fingers, a mess of juices flowed from her, soaking her thighs and the ground as she moaned in ecstasy. As the shakes continued though, Daring’s mind calmed, and she realized what she’d done.

She took in a deep breath before standing to her feet. She switched her thinking then. The temple had just proven its corrupting force, goading her into those thoughts. She would not let that happen again though.

It was a nice thought of course, but the quiver in her nethers, all too ready for more, said otherwise. Just as it always did. Daring wasn’t confessing her love for what happened during these missions to her journal now though, and had other things to consider as she looked upon the town that rested at the foot of the temple.

She bit into her lip as she examined it, and came up with three options before heading into the temple tomorrow.

Inventory: Double D’s, Rope, Hook, Knife, camping gear, a change of clothes, basic lock picking tools, underwear, and uninjured wings.

A)Stay at the inn, where she can rest in some comfort.

B) Relax at the spa before heading in. She’ll be able to properly ready herself for the journey ahead, and it was the temple, not the town that was the danger.

C) Camp out in the woods, where it will be the safest.

Author's Note

As said before, only patron votes will matter for this story. I leave the options up to build suspense, and leave it all to your imagination as to what may happen. As well, you also have disclosure on what they were voting on in the first place.