It was not a good start to the day, for three little mice.

With both their big dance AND the mask festival coming up, Angelina, Gracie and Viki tried to get in as much work they could with the limited time available. The three aspiring ballerina's were lucky that their mothers agreed to let them have a last minute sleepover at Angelina's house, bunking with her in the attic-turned-bedroom.

The plan was simple; spend part of the time practising their dancing, part making their mask and still get a full night's sleep, ready for the big day ahead.

But of course, being the girls they were, they squandered the opportunity, staying up much later than planned and only getting a few hours of sleep in... And nearly breaking the floor lamp in the process.

They felt ashamed for breaking their promise to Mrs Mouseling, but more importantly for the moment, they felt ashamed for running so far behind to their lesson.

Emphasis on running.

Their lesson with their beloved teacher was supposed to start 20 minutes ago, and they had only just arrived at Camembert Academy, walking into the dance room with tired faces.

"You girls are late!" The teacher in question, a beautiful young adult Scottish mouse in a purple dance attire & a green headband, stated with her hands on her hips and a disappointed face.

Minerva Jane Squigglytail, better known as Ms. Mimi, was the ideal teacher, in a lot of ways. Caring, honest, understanding, supportive, fair, beautiful, young, fun, energetic, a wonderful dancer and a great teacher...

But when someone breaks a promise, crosses a line or disobeys a rule, she knew she had to teeter more to the side of being fair, rather than being nice. She never needed to yell at any of her students; to them, the mere thought of disappointing Ms. Mimi was a punishment enough.

A good teacher should be one that makes their students WANT to learn, she always thought to herself. 

Still, that wasn't to say she let students off so easily all the time.

"Sorry, Ms. Mimi..." The three of them replied in unison, prompting a curious look from their instructor.

They sounded... Off. But she didn't think much of it.

Instead, she crouched down and pressed the play button on the little radio, starting the music and turning her attention to the one in pink.

"I hope you've learned your double-piriouette, Angelina." She stated, watching as the little white mouse responded with stretched arms and a yawn, before, giving her a more focused look.

"Of course!" The English rodent answered, getting into position and proceeding to dance.

Viki let out a quick yawn, as the three of them began dancing in unison.

They seemed to be doing alright, to start off with. Back and forth, left and right, just as their teacher hoped they would know by heart.

However, the yawns kept coming from the students. It was Gracie next, then Angelina, then Gracie again.

Something was definitely up with them today. They looked like they hadn't slept all night, as their beloved teacher picked up on.

And the further proof made itself known, when the twirl came and the trio crashed into one another, sending them all tumbling to the ground.

Ms. Mimi's eyes widened a little at their unusual clumsiness, wondering what was going on with them.

"Gracie!" Angelina commented, sounding like she was ready to pass the buck. "You were in my spot!"

In response, the French girl let out another quick yawn and followed up with her retort.

"I must've dozed off for a minute..."

'Alright, that's enough.' The oldest of the rodents thought to herself, looking at the three as they stood up and approached her.

"Girls! Why are you so tired?" She inquired, giving them a look that posed as much curiosity as disappointment.

Angelina gave her a guilty look, placing a hand to her chin before answering.

"Well... We had a sleepover last night, but we didn't do much sleeping..." She confessed, followed by yet another yawn.

"The only dance you could do in this state is Sleeping Beauty." The teacher told them, sounding rightfully displeased. "So I'm going to have to ask you to go home, and go straight to bed."

The order made them look ashamed of themselves, knowing they let their favorite teacher down.

"We will have a makeup rehearsal later this afternoon."

That was a problem, for the three of them. Kind of conflicted with their own plans for the other half of the day.

"But..." Gracie announced in a pleading tone. "That's when the carnival starts."

At the proclamation, Angelina and Viki gasped and looked dead ahead to see their teacher's response.

To their misfortune, it wasn't what they hoped it would be.

"Mmhmm." Ms. Mimi hummed with a nod, standing there with her arms crossed. Seemed like she wasn't in a merciful mood at the moment.

"Oh no!" The English lass declared, whereas her friends just gasped and they looked at one another in concern.

"If you'd like, you can go to the carnival and miss the rehearsal." She continued, keeping a strict tone in her gentle voice.

That made their eyes light up again.

"We can!?" Gracie asked, sounding optimistic about the sudden plan change.

"Yes." Mimi told her, before elborating with a slightly more reluctant tone. "But if you miss the rehearsal, you'll have to miss the performance."

And suddenly, the sense of dread was back.

"Oh no..." Angelina whimpered, not liking either option.

"If you haven't rehearsed, it's not fair to the other dancers, or to yourselves." Came the follow up. "Think about it, girls. It's your decision."

Her reasoning was sound, and fair. Even if they didn't want to admit it.

The three little mice looked at one another in misfortune, feeling ashamed that they had to choose between their beloved teacher & the hobby they were so passionate about, and the event they were working so hard for.

Surely, there had to be another way out of this.

Looking back at the older mouse with a pleading face, Angelina spoke up with a desperate tone.

"Please, Ms. Mimi." 

"We've been practising so hard." Viki added, hoping her teacher would see reason.

"Have mercy. We can't miss either." Gracie contributed.

As sorry as they looked and as sure she was that they had learnt their lesson, the instructor didn't change her face or her tone.

"I'm sorry, girls."

The three sighed, feeling dejected, but ultimately knowing that it was their own fault.

Like any good teacher, Minerva hated to see her students unhappy like this, especially when it was their own doing. But she had no other choice, for their own good.

And it wasn't like she had a choice in the matter, either. There wasn't anything she could to them in this current state...

...

Except for...

A sudden thought, lodged very far deep down in her mind, began to surface.

No, no... That was a horrible idea. She wouldn't even consider it, even if she had the chance...

Not that she ever did.

It was something she always wanted to do, and even part of the reason she became a teacher in the first place. She knew it would be present in her mind somewhere, until she finally committed to it.

But that was the problem; she couldn't do it. Her students would never fall for it, even if she told them to, and if word got out, as she knew it probably would, she would lose everything. Her job, her career, her livelihood, her friends...

It wasn't worth the risk, no matter how tempting...

Until now.

Maybe, just maybe, just this once, it could work.

After all, they didn't seem too eager to make a choice, and she would hate for them to be miserable about it the rest of the day. Plus, in their tired state, it was the ideal opportunity to try.

And if the plan fell apart, well, she could always deny it, or blame it on sleep deprivation.

She was confident that the chance was worth taking, even if it didn't work.

A smirk grazed across her face, and her eyes darted to her own bag in the corner of the room, considering her options.

If she did this, thete was no going back. But if she didn't, she would still live with regrets, and she wouldn't have a second chance.

It was time for her to take the plunge, and commit to her dream.

"Actually, I've changed my mind."

Her declaration caught the attention of her three students, and the tone of her voice and her body language changed to match.

"How about... We have a more special kind of rehearsal?"

Her words made their tired eyes lit up, glad that there was a third option.

"You mean... We can go to the carnival AND still do the performance?" Angelina asked with a smile, and a small gasp from her two friends.

"Well, it depends... Are you willing to do as I say?" Their beloved teacher asked, with a tone that implied a bit more than her usual teachings.

It was a good question, one that the trio had to ponder for a second.

She seemed different, and they weren't sure how, but they weren't quite as eager about this ultimatum, they looked at her and nodded.

"Good." Ms. Mimi stated, a bit more sternly. "Now, sit down."

Following her instructions, the trio took a seat on the wooden floor, while she retrieved something from her personal bag.

It looked like a little cassette tape, but not one they had seen before.

As quickly as she could, she inserted it and pressed the play button.

"This is a very special type of rehearsal." She stated, sitting down in front of them and watching as they stared at her in confusion. "One that requires you to be very... At ease, shall we say?"

The sounds coming from the tape resembled that of chimes and jingles, like from nursery rhymes and lullabies.

It was a calming sound, to the point that the three little mice couldn't help but stare at their teacher.

"I want you all to have a relaxed, peaceful state of mind. No stress, no worries, no fear..."

As her teacher's soft, calm voice played, their eyelids began to feel heavier and heavier.

"Just... Calm."

They had no idea why, but they found it very difficult to focus on anything else except for the sound of their instructor's voice, and the hypnotic tune playing in the background.

"Just relax. Listen, and obey..."

The word rang through their ears, and their already sleepy conditions were beginning to take effect.

"That's it... You're tired. So very tired..."

She was right, the three girls admitted to themselves.

Of course she was right. She was their teacher; she knew best.

"Let me guide you... Into a nice, deep trance. Where you can be calm and peaceful. A wonderful place, where you can sleep and listen to your teacher..."

Their breathing grew slower and deeper, and their eyelids closed and their eyes rolled behind their sockets.

"Rock-a-bye, baby... In the tree top..."

The three ballerinas let their heads lean back and fall forward, as their arms and legs began to relax and their mouths opened.

"When the wind blows... The cradle will rock..."

Ms. Mimi's mouth curled into a small smile, watching as the three girls entered a deep, peaceful trance.

"When the bough breaks... The cradle will fall..."

The teacher stood up, walking over and crouching down, taking a good look at the faces of her now entranced students.

"And down will come baby... Cradle and all~"

Once the classic rhyme was finished, the oldest rodent snapped her fingers, and her three students's heads went limp, soft snoring coming from each of them that told her that they were no longer in command of their own thoughts, nor their free will.

That did it. They were all hers.

Minerva always hoped that it would work, and she was ecstatic that she finally had the chance to prove herself right.

She had been dreaming of this day for years, and she had never felt so proud of herself.

Her heart started to beat faster, and she gave a quick look around the room, making sure they were really alone.

Unless there was someone invisible spying on her process, then it would seem like the coast was clear, but she needed to ensure their private little "lesson" would go uninterrupted.

After ejecting the cassette, she reached into her bag to hide it again, as well as get her keys to the dance room door, before quickly sauntering to the only way in or out of the room, and locking it up.

As the sound of the key clicking filled the room, the Scottish lass turned to see the three little mice still sitting there, staying almost perfectly still even as they were trapped inside like this.

Her breathing picked up and her heart skipped a beat, feeling the adrenaline run through her as she realized the true weight of what was happening.

The teacher returned to her entranced students, taking a seat in front of them, before taking a deep breath to gather herself.

"Alright, Angelina..." She began, deciding to give it a test run. "Gracie wants to... Give you a big kiss..."

She wasn't quite sure how this would play out, and she knew that it could go wrong, and very badly.

However, she didn't expect to see Gracie, with her eyes still, lean to the side and aim her lips towards the white mouse's.

'So, they can hear commands directed at other people?' She thought, realizing she was on the right track. 'Good, that'll be useful for later.'

As their lips connected, the teacher watched and waited to see how the English mouse would react.

To her delight, the white lass returned the kiss, sharing the little moment of passion with her friend right in front of her.

Ms. Mimi watched the two ballerinas kiss like this, enjoying the sight of their innocence. It wasn't even a French kiss; they were just pressing their lips into one another's.

This was clearly their first kiss with anyone, and yet, Ms. Mimi felt her cheeks flush and a familiar, warm feeling begin to arise from the depths.

It was the same kind as what she felt when she usually thought certain... Less desirable things about her students.

But this time, it was stronger than normal. It was real, and it was happening right in front of her, and it was so beautiful.

The young adult mind was giving in more to temptation, and any self control left was quickly depleting.

"Stop."

At the command, Gracie's head slowly returned to it's original position, as did Angelina's.

"Gracie... Tell us why you did that."

The French student took a second before responding.

"Because my mistress told me to."

The word sounded like it came from the depths of her brain, as she didn't say it with her own voice, but instead, her entranced self's.

"And..." She continued, leaning her head down a bit. "Who is your mistress?"

The response made her happy with the effects of her hypnosis, as the girl answered again.

"My mistress is my teacher, Ms. Mimi."

"Exactly~" The young woman confirmed, basking in the moment, before giving a new command. "Now then, show me your bums, ladies~"

The three mice followed her order without a second's hesitation, standing up and turning their backsides towards the instructor.

Angelina pulled the bottom of her leotard to one side, whereas Gracie and Viki slipped their fingers into their leggs & proceeded to pull them down, all three of them giving their teacher-turned-mistress a full view of their butts.

Their teacher had no shame, or restraint, looking at each and every one of their exposed rears, and her cheeks flushed further.

The sight was almost enough to make her faint or start having a nosebleed, and she had to resist the urge to just ravish them right then and there.

From the way they were leaving their naughty parts so out in the open and vulnerable like this, the older female felt a sense of power. She was in control now, even more than she usually was with her students, and could make them do whatever she pleased.

It was getting her to the point where she wanted to throw all caution to the wind and fuck these girls like she would never get caught.

"Viki, come here and lie down!" She ordered, keeping a dominant tone.

The American girl followed her command, lying down on her back, right beside her.

"Angelina, stand next to her!"

Again, the English girl did as she was told, standing to her right and staring off into space.

"Gracie, look this way and get on your knees!"

Once more, the French lass followed her instructions, kneeling down in front of the Scottish mistress

With the three of them in position, Ms. Mimi got to work getting in her own position.

Standing over Viki's smaller body, the adult rodent lowered her own purple leggings, revealing her mature curvy arse to the mouse beneath her.

It easily dwarfed all three of theirs, no contest. If any of the boys from the school saw something like this, they would never forget what a heavenly sight it was, nor would they want to.

With her near perfect buttocks exposed, the teacher squatted down elegantly, aiming her derriere at her student's face, and slowly lowering herself.

The young American girl couldn't smell much besides the older lady's perfume and natural scent, but her mistress's anus was the only thing her eyes were focusing on.

Closer and closer it came, until her whole vision went dark and she could feel a great weight pressing on her face.

"Lick my bum."

Even without thinking of her own preferences, the younger mouse obeyed her command and got to work.

With her lips parted, the youngster began to use her wet muscle on the older rodent's butthole, giving it a few small licks to start off with.

Mimi shuddered from the perverted act, letting out a pleasured moan, as the young girl beneath her did her best to follow her command.

'Ooohh, yesss... Now for the other two~' The Scottish teacher thought, feeling her cheeks light up and her body heating up, before getting to the remaining girls.

"Viki." She continued, slipping her ballet shoes off her feet and exposing them to the open air, riaisng them up for the kneeling rodent to get a look at. "Lick my feet."

The entranced ballerina didn't respond verbally, instead, moving her head towards the larger female's feet, and starting to use her tongue on her soles.

To her delight, the girl was slow and sensual, taking her time with each small movement her tongue made.

This was going far better than she had hoped.

"That's right, good girl~" The mistress praised, looking back to the remaining girl. "Angelina, you've been a very rude girl, haven't you?"

The white mouse's body language didn't change, but she answered with a simple response.

"Yes, Ms. Mimi."

"Well, we're going to fix that, aren't we?" She stated, with a slight growl, though of a sexual tone. "Come over my lap."

Angelina did just that, following her mistress's commands and lying herself flat over her legs, presenting her bottom to her.

Even with her outfit covering it, the teacher could see how nice her bum was, and had every intention of getting as much use out of it as she could.

Her hand gently stroked the tight fabric gently, taking in how amazing this day had turned out to her. She started out being disappointed in them for their tardiness, and now she couldn't be more pleased with them.

It was a strange, yet satisfying turn of events.

"You've got such a nice bum, Angelina..." She stated, lifting her hand off her rear and raising it into the air. "But I think it'll look better in red~"

With that, her palm came crashing down onto her rump, creating a loud *SMACK* that echoed through the room.

The English ballerina didn't respond, and kept her blank stare, like nothing had happened.

That was just fine with the teacher, as it meant she could enjoy the sounds of her punishment all the better, without any of that pesky crying or whining.

"Let's hear a nice big smack, Angelina~"

Another smack hit the younger rodent's bum, and the noise bounced through the room once more, pleasing the teacher.

It was better than any Tchaikovsky music, in her ears.

In fact, this was moment was her fantasy come true. Her ass was getting rimmed, her feet worshipped and she was installing some much-needed discipline to her favourite student, while not having to worry about being interrupted.

It was truly perfect, and she couldn't imagine anything better.

"Well, you've certainly made my day, girls~" She purred, giving her white-haired student's bum a squeeze, feeling the tightness of the fabric as her fingers sank into the flesh beneath, before following with another sharp *SMACK*. "I can't wait to use you three like this more often~"

While she was busy punishing her star pupil, she could feel both Gracie and Viki's tongues getting more curious, the former starting to worm it's way inside her rectum and the latter taking her big toe into her mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop.

If this wasn't heaven, then she didn't know what was.

As her mind was filled with more and more lust, her strikes against the English student's bottom became harder and more frequent, as well as more precise in where she aimed.

There wasn't too much fat on her cheeks, but it was enough to please her mistress, and she rained down the spanks on her with a rhythmic pattern.

Her hand was beginning to hurt a bit, but she couldn't care less. All the pain in the world was worth it, if she got to feel pleasure like this on her lady parts.

She could see the flesh on her student's bottom turning red, as the sore spots were starting to show around the butt area of her attire, and she could only imagine how much it was hurting her.

After another five hard spanks, the teacher felt satisfied with her handiwork, and stopped her strikes, basking in the delight of what she had just done.

Angelina's butt was now bright red and her skin was burning, but even still, not a sound was heard from her.

The level of obedience was only adding to how much she was enjoying herself.

"Get off." She commanded, and the white-furred student slowly pushed herself up and stood beside the adult, waiting for her next order, which came immediately after. "Turn around and move your leotard out of the way."

The youngster did as she was told, raising her rear towards the adult and pulling the bottom of her outfit aside, presenting her punished ass to her teacher.

It looked like it was throbbing from how sore it was, and it was a view that the older mouse couldn't get enough of.

"What a gorgeous sight~" She declared, her voice dripping with arousal and lust, before continuing. "Bring it over here~"

The entranced student shuffled towards the instructor, allowing her to reach back and grab her sore cheeks, squeezing them and giving a pleasured hiss as the pain hit her.

"I've dreamed of this moment for a long time, and now it's here~" She chimed, a hint of immaturity and impatience in her voice, before she made her next move.

Mimi dug the tip of her nose into the younger mouse's little cunt, giving it a big sniff, and letting out a small moan at the wonderful scent.

"Mmm, you smell like fresh-cut brie, Angelina~" She stated, using her hand to spread her labia, getting a good view of the pink insides of her entranced star. "And I'm sure you taste even better~"

She let her tongue graze the outer area, making the student shudder slightly, before giving her slit a good long lick.

'She does taste delicious~' She thought, as she lapped at her wet hole.

Gracie, meanwhile, had wormed her tongue inside her teacher's anus as deep as she could, moving it about so that she could taste every nook and cranny she could sink it into.

If she was in control of her own mind, she would've retched at how vile it was to her, but thanks to her trance, what she thought and felt didn't matter; only her mistress's opinions were important.

Viki was also getting a bit carried away with the worshipping, taking more toes into her mouth and running her tongue over them, coating every bit of the digits in her saliva, including in between them.

Of course, being the lady she was, Ms. Mimi didn't exactly have smelly feet or anything, so it wasn't too much of an ordeal, but it was definitely an unusual and somewhat disgusting sensation for her normal self.

Sure, she was apt for trying new things on occasion, but licking someone else's feet wasn't something she'd have given much thought to.

Neither of their actions went unnoticed by their teacher, who turned her eyes to look at the latter while still indulging Angelina's snatch.

She pulled her feet away from the mouse's mouth and used them to gently nudge her backwards, getting a bit of her own spit on her clothes, wordlessly telling her to sit up.

Viki did just that, sitting up and staring forward, waiting for the next command.

As for Gracie, the teacher got up on her knees and separated her butthole from her pupil's mouth, which was followed by a few heavy breaths from the French mouse.

Oxygen was in pretty short supply for the young lady, and she had been working hard.

"Good work, Gracie." She stated, standing up and letting her student catch her breath, pulling her snout out of Angelina's cunt and replacing it with her hand. "Viki, give Gracie a nice kiss. Lick each other's tongues."

Following the command, the American among them crawled over to where her beloved teacher was just sitting, stopping when she was near enough to the orange mouse's head and proceeding to lean down to press her lips into hers.

Ms. Mimi was watching the scene unfold, her finger buried inside her student's vagina and her gaze transfixed on the two other ballerinas sharing the taste of their mistress's feet and arse with one another.

Just like with Angelina & Gracie, Ms. Mimi could tell this was Viki's first kiss, and she couldn't be happier that she was hear to witness it.

If they were still themselves, the taste of the other girl's mouth would've revolted them as much as the body parts they had just sampled. But fortunately, that wasn't the case, so they had no real choice but to be grateful.

However, that would have to wait; her teacher's attention was elsewhere.

Seeing them do such an act, added with the wetness she was feeling on her arsehole, feet and now her fingers, her work on Angelina's private parts got faster and more intense, causing the aspiring ballerina to start moaning louder, as well as have her body shake a bit from what she was feeling inside.

The oldest of the lot knew what was coming next, and she couldn't wait for it to commence.

She didn't even try to stop it, instead encouraging the orgasm to come as soon as possible, via shoving her fingers even further in.

"That's right, Angelina~" She growled, feeling the youngster's vaginal muscles begin to contract from her efforts. "Keeo going~ Let it happen~"

And then, her reward came.

"Aahhh!" The young student moaned, as the climax hit her, sending her body into a small spasm. "Aaaaaahhhh!"

For the first time in her life, Angelina was having an orgasm, and Ms. Mimi was proud to be the reason behind it.

Her eyes rolled back a bit and her legs shook, as the teacher continued to finger her student, assisting the young girl's climax as her juices suddenly exploded from her snatch.

Most of it splattered onto the older mouse's hand, as well as her sleeve and the floor around her, creating quite the mess.

Once the initial squirt was over, the rest dribbled out slowly, allowing the Scottish lass to pull her digits out of the cunt and brought them to her face, giving them a lungful sniff and savouring the aroma.

"Such a beautiful sight~" She remarked, before bringing her fingers down to her mouth and inserting the coated tips, sucking off the fluids with a loud moan.

It was even better than she anticipated; the cum of a virgin was truly a rare delicacy, and the fact that the cum in question was Angelina's made it even better.

The white mouse's body was still shaking a little, and the pleasure she was feeling was immense, especially since this was her first orgasm.

As a result, her legs started to give up on her, and she began falling to her knees.

Luckily for her, her teacher was quick to catch her and help her to her feet, supporting her until she had steadied herself, and the aftershocks were dying down.

More to the point, she brought her spunk-soaked hand around to her face and held it in front of her mouth.

"Lick."

With a slow and weak lick, Angelina cleaned her teacher's hand, savouring the taste of her own liquid love as her mistress smiled at her obedience.

"That's a good girl~ Every last drop."

The student did just that, taking the adult's hand into her mouth and using her tongue to clean her hand thoroughly, until her mouth was full of her own cum.

"Swallow."

In an instant, the young student gulped it all down, not a single bit going to waste.

"Very good, Angelina." She stated, with a satisfied grin, before moving onto her next command with the other two.

Given the state the English rodent was in, it looked like each of them could only handle one orgasm at a time, so she would need to be a bit meticulous with how she went about the rest of this little lesson of theirs.

Especially if she wanted to reach her own happy ending with them.

"Viki, turn around and take your leggings off. I want to see your bum."

The youngest student did as she was told, standing up and lowering her leggings to the floor, letting the adult teacher get a good look at her backside.

It was still as cute as before, and she couldn't wait to sink her snout into it as well.

Gently placing the knackered Angelina down on her side, the Scottish mouse began to stand up, before giving her another firm open-palm slap on the butt, making her yelp and her body shudder.

"Now then... Viki." She announced, turning to her last ballerina. "Take Gracie's down as well. I want you both to show me your lady parts~"

The girls obeyed without question, the latter raising her legs a bit so that the former could take her pants & underwear down, revealing her cunt to the open air.

It was similar to Aneglina's, and the smell wasn't really strong, but the older female didn't seem to mind.

"You girls have such nice pussies~" She complimented, with a sultry tone, before making her next move; sitting down right in front of Gracie's exposed crotch, with her own wet cunt only inches away.

But before she got started on scissoring her, she didn't want to leave the third student out of the picture, and ordered her to follow suit.

"Viki, and come over here. Do a handstand over Gracie's face." Came the order.

The younger student did just that, following her commands and getting into the position her teacher had in mind, balancing her hands on the floor, and letting her legs rise into the air.

The adult rodent was impressed by how quickly and perfectly her students were doing what they were told, but she knew she couldn't have them like this forever, so she would have to wrap things up.

Once she was in the air, Ms. Mimi helped support her with her hands, keeping her upright by her ankles while she turned her gaze back to her first student.

"Kiss kiss, ladies~"

Like clockwork, the French student raised her head up and began making out with the raised American again, both of them greeting each other's tongue with their own.

As they did, the mistress of the three began to use her pelvis against Gracie's, feeling the wetness of their cunts rubbing together, and inserting her tongue into Viki's snatch.

A muffled moan was heard, as the instructor worked her magic, using her own tongue and lips on the younger female's privates as she moved about to get some pleasure for herself and for Gracie, too.

Her eyes darted back and forth between her students' faces, enjoying the sounds of their passionate lip-locks, and the sight of their mouths connecting, with their tongues dancing together.

And the taste of Viki's snatch was just as delightful, as she lapped up all the juices she could, before inserting her tongue inside and making the student's body shake from the sudden movement.

She had waited so long to deflower these girls, and now her efforts were paying off.

Their bodies were reacting positively to her actions, and it was only a matter of time before they would feel the same pleasure that Angelina did.

With a bit more effort and a little more speed, the older mouse began to grind her hips back and forth on the French girl's crotch, wet sounds of their lower lips meeting beginning to echo through the room, as the teacher and students began to moan louder.

Her hands gripped the American's ankles a bit tighter, as she began to lose herself a little, feeling her own climax starting to build.

Her arousal was through the roof. Many nights  she had pleasured herself to thoughts of this moment, and the real thing was better than she could have imagined.

No amount of masturbating could compare.

Her breathing began to pick up, and her eyes began to roll back, as the pressure in her loins was building and her body was heating up.

It wasn't too long after that she felt the familiar, yet more intense sensation of a climax, and the teacher let out a loud, pleasure-filled scream.

"MMMMMMPHH! MMMPHHH~!"

Gracie, who had been moaning into the other girl's mouth, followed suit, her own squeal joining the chorus as she too orgasmed, her snatch gushing onto her teacher's.

And at the same time, Viki's body trembled, and she felt her own juices squirting from her pussy and all inside her mistress's mouth, as her mind was filled with the intense sensations.

It was a true display of sexual harmony, and the three mice basked in the ecstasy for a few minutes, the handstanding one falling limp on top of Gracie's chest, as her head rolled forward and she was no longer kissing the French girl, who simply closed her eyes and basked in the afterglow.

The adult was also recovering from her own climax, breathing heavily and still feeling her body tremble, her heart beating fast and her vision hazy.

She had a feeling that as soon as she had done the deed, an everlasting sense of guilt and regret would kick in, but thankfully, it didn't come.

Instead, there was a sense of relief, and a bit of pride, at what she had accomplished.

Her students were all hers, and their bodies and minds were no longer their own. They were free for her to use however and whenever she wanted.

And they loved it, because that's what she wanted them to feel.

This was truly the best decision she had ever made.

***

"Mmmm..." Angelina moaned, her eyes fluttering open. "Huh? Wha...?"

She was back in the dance room, and everything seemed normal.

The young mouse raised her head and took a look around, a puzzled expression on her face, before her two friends did the same.

Their minds were a little fuzzy, like they had just hit them off a hard fall.

But before they could ask anything, their teacher cleared her throat, catching their attention and making them look frontwards.

She still didn't seem too pleased with them, standing there with her eyes crossed and her arms and her eyes glaring at them.

"As I was saying." She bluntly told them, sounding like she was in the middle of her lecturing prior to the hypnosis. "I'm gonna let you go to the carnival today and we'll have the rehearsal tomorrow instead. I don't think you'll forget about it a second time."

They weren't quite sure how much time had passed, but they definitely weren't expecting her to let them off like this.

"Thank you, Ms. Mimi!" Gracie announced, smiling wide.

"Yeah, thanks a bunch!" Viki followed, doing the same.

"We'll practice extra hard tomorrow, we promise!" Angelina vowed, feeling relieved and grateful.

Their teacher smiled a bit, before continuing.

"I don't expect this to happen again, girls. You need to be ready for practice at all times." The oldest mouse told them, before her eyes darted downwards. "And for goodness sake, cover yourselves up! If someone sees your bums, you'll all be in bigger trouble!"

The three of them looked confused by what they meant, before turning their eyes down to loon at their lower hakves, shocked to see that Viki and Gracie's leggings were still down, and Angelina's leotard was pulled to one side on the crotch area

"AAAHHHH!" They all screamed, rushing to pull them up and cover themselves.

"S- Sorry, Ms. Mimi!" Angelina shouted, as they got dressed.

"How embarrassing!" Gracie cried, covering her blushing face.

"What the heck happened?" Viki questioned, looking confused.

"It's inappropriate, ladies." Their teacher answered, with an evil smile, watching as the three of them got their outfits back on properly. "Next time you do it, I'll make sure it's in front of the window, where everyone can see you."

At her words, the trio's eyes widened, and they blushed even more, not liking the idea at all.

"Y- Yes, Ms. Mimi."

With a nod and a satisfied smirk, she looked at them and gave them the okay to leave.

"Go on, off with you."

And so, the three of them grabbed their things and began leaving, heading for the door and the exit, eager to get on witht he rest of their day.

The fact that they were no longer tired wasn't even on their minds right now. Instead, Angelina only had one question going through her mind.

"Why does my bum hurt?"