"Where are you taking me?" I asked the classmate behind me as we started walking. Oddly enough, she wore a weird-looking mask that covers her whole face, which had some odd-looking symbol of the left side. I tried to get a good look at it, but the classmate kept turning my head forward with anger.

"That shouldn't even be your concern, big boy." she replied. "All that matters is that you have a final exam to finish with Mrs. Harpsichord."

"Guess there's no point in escaping... or even fighting my way out..." I said, shifting my eyes on her any way I could.

***

As we entered the music classroom, the mare pushed me forward until I tripped and lightly feel to the floor and slowly stepped toward Harpsichord, who stood upon her podium watching with impatience until she saw me. Then, she stepped down and walked to me before looking up to the classmate and thanking her for retrieving me. As soon as she made her way to the corner and observed, Harpsichord took my hand and lifted me up.

"Forgive her. She's no patient mare." Harpsichord feigned her disappointment at the masked mare.

"What's all this about?" I asked.

Harpsichord began to explain. "An anonymous mare told me that you had some extraordinary talent that was far more than just classical music on French horn. Something that really gave me further leeway... which is why..."

Once Harpsichord clapped her hands twice, she summoned several mares in masks to surround me in a circle. I was unaware of them wearing similar robes with violins in hand.

"Your assignment is to show all of us... A leitmotif!..." Harpsichord waved her hand to me.

"What's that?" I scratched my head.

Harpsichord began to explain. "A leitmotif is something short that carries a theme - something simple that influences us."

"For example," A familiar voice approached to me from behind. To my surprise, it was one of the classmate mares I encountered - Sour Slush. "Intimacy."

Harpsichord stepped back up to her podium, and suddenly the lights came off, turning the room dark. "I've saved a musical piece exclusively for this assignment. Can you endure it' Mr. Kitsune?"

After several seconds of seeing darkness, a bright blue spotlight beamed onto me and Slush. I looked around, and saw nothing but an abyss of blackness, but it wasn't until I heard three taps from Harpsichord's baton. Then, after a short pause, she signaled Slush, who set the violin's end near her neck and held the neck towards before lifting up her bow and playing various notes around me. The other masked mares all joined in, playing the same notes in unison, following along with the master concert. The tones from the grinding strings were like hearing a choir of sluts disguised as virgins - just too sexual to handle.

"What the fuck..." I couldn't get the idea of what was going on until she stopped playing. Then, she set the bow and violin down before taking off her mask. Although, the mares around us continued playing under Harpsichord's commands, waving her baton in fast motion, which caused the mares' robes and masks to blow away into nothingness. Now, they were all free of clothing...

"I remembered you so well, but you couldn't even have a mobility to notice me..." Her anger turned to lust as she glanced at my whole body, biting her lip. Then she made her move, rubbing one hand on my chest.

"Tell me, Kitsune. Would you notice me now...?" Slush quickly kissed my lips harshly, holding my head close to her face. Her hums became a buzzing release of tension, but with it came an effect of a violent push from where I stood down to the floor. She got down on her knees and crawled to my direction until she started running her hands under my clothes, fondling my chest. She then pressed her face close to my neck and kissed it with tongue. I tried to move her away, but it only led to her pushing herself harder until her body collided with mine. Her lust-crazed breathing heightened as she swiftly copped a feel on my crotch. Her strokes were slow, but with the speed came the soft and smooth impact it caused under my pants. After feeling the bulge, she tugged them down, along with my boxers. Once my member was free from its imprisonment, she was astounded of my size and length.

"You have something I want, big boy, and I'm gonna get it one way of another..." Slush gave my freed member one lick after another in a slow motion. She teased it several times by rolling her tongue around the tip, licking it like a lollipop. Then, she put it in her whole mouth, stopping only halfway. Her mouth spilled out not a drop of saliva yet, but that didn't stop her from trying to go deep.

"Impressive. Your technique is top notch..." Harpsichord said in thought while conducting as impressed with Slush taking my member by the hilt. She paused her movement, and waved her hand once to settle it down. Then, she raised the baton to signal one masked mare to play her violin in a solo, while Slush stopped the oral sex and got up. The violin plays to the motions of Slush stopping off her blouse, skirt, and all of her lacy-like underwear. Her, and her pussy the as begging to be met with me. She got down and rubbed her nakedness all over me. Her cute squeaky moans of relief gave me goosebumps as her face came close to my lips. Gazing at each other's eyes, we didn't say anything but breathing moans. Her pussy came close to getting wet with anticipation, and she aimed her tongue from my neck up to my chin, then after kissing me once, she set herself up to aim my member to her marehood. The tip first entered, then all of my length went deep inside her. She expected me to give her twice the pleasure and more for neglecting her (even though it was all the horniness talking me into it, but what can a guy do?).

"Show me! Show me!" Slush moaned, taking control. Her marehood tightened around my member, eager to milk it for all its worth. Sure enough, I kept my load on hold for a while and placed her hips to slow her down but she decided to quicken her pace. She loved the feeling of hands around her body, but preferred having her pussy filled any way she wants, whether on top or bottom.

***

Octavia was walking her way to class when she heard music coming from inside the classroom. When she peeked through, she saw the crowd of naked mares surrounding me. She gained sight of one of the mares getting ounces of pleasure from me, moaning my last name in cute and passionate tones. Octavia couldn't help but blush at this surprising event. It was unlike what she saw last time - it was twice as intimate, and just too powerful to look away. She eyed me turning the tables on her, getting mounted with her on top of me. Her eyes fixated on how several naked mares were playing their violins in unison to such an intimate act. The notes ran through her mind as she heard them, driving her to submitting to her desires and letting go of her pressure. She started feeling her own body giving in to it, making her want to fondle her stress away. She dug under her clothes to rub her marehood in tantalizing motions while watching the action, hoping she doesn't cause any noise. It wouldn't matter to Harpsichord since she was fixated on finishing her piece, or the mares playing their violins with full focus.

"Why... must you... torment... me...?" Octavia said between moans. She was upset that she couldn't tell me the truth about her stress, or even ask me to help her relief it, but it was too late. At least, she watched me getting busy on a sexual assignment with another mare. However, that would only make her more jealous and want me even more. She continued touching her clothed marehood while hearing the tantalizing music from the mares, receiving little pleasure. She would imagine me and her doing the same thing, but in her own way.

***

"Time to raise the bars!..." Harpsichord announced as she continued conducting her musical piece, which became a loud and dramatic volume. While the circle of violin-playing masked mares widened the circle, Slush moved her hips back and forth closely to the music's tempo, almost closing her eyes in pleasure. I stopped her and got off of her in order to stand up and pull her head close to my member to make her suck the juices from it. Not saying a word, she went straight to it, rolling her tongue around the base to collect her fluids. She pulled it out of her mouth and rolled her arms around me, her nails dug into my back as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight. As she entangled her arms around my neck, she kissed it before feeling more satisfied as I re-entered her marehood yet again. I started thrusting at high speed, hearing her moan my name. The sounds of her marehood oozing liquid was impossible to hear over the music carrying out.

"I'm cumming! Cum with me! Cum with me now!" Slush demanded. After several hard thrusts, we both roared in time with the music's explosive climax ending. Strands of my semen and her fluids clashed out of us and dripped fully into a musky puddle. We stared at each other's eyes, breathing heavily. Slush, happily satisfied, giggled and kissed my mouth with tongue before letting go. We were unable to move anything except our arms, which we stroked slowly around each other's tired bodies.

"I cannot believe you survived that... I'm worried about you, and I just can't afford to see you get hurt like this again... Well, I guess there is something I want to try..."