“Sorry.” Dylan said back to Zoey as she had instructed him too. “How the hell am I gonna get up there?” He paused for a few seconds, “Wait I...have an idea…” He whispered up to Zoey. Zoey’s room was on the second floor and was at least thirty feet from where Dylan had been standing. Then, Dylan started to sprint away from Zoey. “What the hell are you doing!?” Zoey said in a loud whisper. “Just hold on a second” Dylan said mischievously. He had ran to a large tree with a branch just close enough. At night as I lay awake thinking about how I could get to fuck her during my stay with her, a plan formulated in my brain. Before she went to bed, she always used to have a nightcap. Now if I could slip a couple of sleeping pills into it without her noticing, perhaps a golden opportunity might present itself to me.The very next day, I managed to obtain some tablets at the local pharmacists. That evening I waited for her to get her drink ready before she went up to bed, then took the opportunity. When Mistress was done, she commanded "Slave, kneel before Mistress Brenda and beg her to spank you for being naughty." "Yes, Mistress," I said. I crawled to Mistress Brenda and knelt before her. I knew my role well by now. I knelt with my back straight and my knees well apart so that my throbbing cock was in plain view. I hung my head and in a begging voice said "Mistress Brenda, I have been a naughty slave and deserve punishment. Please spank me." All right," said Brenda weakly. "No, no,". It had been three months since they had been in England and the glamour had worn off. Michelle was homesick and face-timed with her Mom whenever their schedules would jive with the time difference. If there was any saving grace about this God forsaken village, it was their neighbour Julie, who had been so kind to Micelle the month before. Julie thought that was Michelle walking down the country road, about two miles away from the cottage. As she slowed down to greet her, she noticed Michelle.