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The last procession moved northward, because the path of the sky is to the north. At its head was the agnidh, the firebrand in his hand indicating that the sacrifice was moving into its fiery, irremediable phase. The horse followed. Behind, in single file, the other priests.The first brushed the horse's flanks with two spits. At the rear came the sacrificer-king. Having reached the place where the horse would be killed, the agnidh placed two blades of grass he had been carrying to the ground. Then he stretched a drape over the blades of grass, then a blanket and a gold plaque.It was a bed. They made the horse crouch there, then strangled him with the linen drape. The other animals-hundreds of them-were strangled with cords. The word they used was samjnapayanti, "they make it acquiesce". The texts explain: "When they make a victim acquiesce, they kill it".
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The wives sprinkled the dead horse with water from their jubs. They said it would purify his life breath. The fresh drops fell on the animal's every orifice, and the wives recited: "May your mind be magnified! May your voice be magnified! May your sight be magnified! May your hearing be magnified! May all that has suffered in you, all that has been hurt in you be magnified and settle! May it be purified!"
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Lying on its drape, dripping with water, the strangled horse awaited the mahisi, the first wife. It was a motionless white mass, its hooves side by side. It bore no signs of violence. Only the shudder of its breathing was missing. Finally alone, the regal wife came close. She lay down and pressed her thighs against the thighs of the dead horse. At the same time she spoke to it, urged the horse to tighten its hooves around her thighs. The priests watched. When the horse and the mahisi were glued together, distinguishable only by the colour of their skins- the mahisi's light brown, the horse's a bright white- then the adhvaryu would cover them in a blanket and say "Wrap yourselves together in the sky". Just before the blanked was laid over the two lovers, the mahisi was seen to take the horse's phallus and introduce it between her things. It wasn't easy. So the sacrificer-king would step forward and encourage the horse to penetrate his wife, thus: "Place, O male, that which anoints, great joy of womankind, within the vulva of she who spreads her thighs, and enter her." None of the priests uttered so much as a word.
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Tight together under the blanket, the dead horse and the queen were joined in coitus. Around them, in a semicircle, stood the priests, the sacrificer-king, the girl, the king's other wives, and their serving maids, four hundred of them. The coitus went on, silent and invisible, while a weave of innuendos shuttled back and forth between priests and women,. The priests spoke of a fist disappearing into a crack, of a bird wriggling around, of a couple who climb a tree and play together on top. The women came back sharply with biting disrespect: "Hey, brahman, your mother and father play around on the treetops. They wriggle around like your mouth when you try to speak. Hey, brahman, don't mumble!" at any other time it would have been inconceivable to show such insolence to a brahman. That buzz of obscenities hid something solemn and arcane, evoked it through its opposite. Then the chatter stopped. The queen's first handmaids approached the blanket, from which the horse's head and the woman's were poking out. They helped the mahisi to climb decently to her feet. Meanwhile they were thinking: "May we prove able, with all our kinds of words, to obtain for ourselves our every desire."
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The mahisi was standing up now. With a tuft of grass she dried herself where she had taken the horse's member. Then she looked at the girl, whose role had so far remained unclear, and, tossing the tuft of grass at her, spoke these words: "I transfix you with the ardor of coitus." From that moment on the girl was called saha and was allowed to enter the sabha, the room where men gathered. Her body would be available to whoever used the room. To one side the priests were reciting: "I have sung of the Dadhikravan, the victorious horse, the fiery horse. May he bring a sweet smell to our mouths! May he prolong our lives!" They were aware of feeling tainted and extremely tired, for "life and gods will depart from those who at the sacrifice used impure speech." But the ceremony still had other phases to go through. First the mouth must regain its sweet smell. Meanwhile the four hundred and five women walked away, "Just as they had come."
-Taken from Roberto Calasso's Ka, part VII. An expert of his description of the Ashvamedha horse sacrifice.
I thought you guys would find this interesting. Feel free to post or discuss other religious rituals
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>Just before the blanked was laid over the two lovers, the mahisi was seen to take the horse's phallus and introduce it between her things. It wasn't easy
>From that moment on the girl was called saha and was allowed to enter the sabha, the room where men gathered. Her body would be available to whoever used the room
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