” He held out his hand and a pistol materialized in his grip. He put the muzzle to her forehead and watched the blood drain from her face. “Should...I do it? Should I pull the trigger? Or would you rather live as my plaything? Which will it be? Death or slavery?”Chiara gathered her courage, though she spoke with a trembling voice. “Just do it.”“Very well then.”The sound of a gunshot echoed through the throne room, the bullet piecing Chiara’s skull and splattering blood and gray matter across the. "Her fingers glistened with pussy juice, which she ran along the length of her rubber dick. Her hand gripped tightly around the head before moving down the length of the shaft. You'd swear it was real with the way she was jerking it along with the faces of pleasure she made."Take each others cocks in your hands. Good. Make them rock hard for me. Watch me play with my big dick. Rub your cousin's cock. Stroke it for me."All three of us had our hand full, rubbing the length. Brian and I were. While Tony was kissing me Paul hands had reached down under the hem of my dress and he started to lift it up, his hands stroked up under my dress and over the tops of my stockings before pulling my brief panties to the side so he could touch my pussy.I was getting breathless by now and I heard Tony say lets get her over to the sofa, with my dress still hitched up around my waist they led me across the room to a fairly large sofa, once there they were both touching me all over, Tony had eased. In the hallway, another camera recorded the sad reactions of those who were sent home and the jubilant response of those returning tomorrow.Several in the hallway kept a running total as to who would move on in the competition. Previous Canadian Idol seasons required an even split of males and females for the top twenty-four, not this year.Brad and Abby were congratulated on their performance with subtle sexual overtones. They were told they both have what it takes to make it to the top ten if.