They Create Barriers Together

Like lambs to the slaughter.

Seeing the rush of panicked people turn a corner screaming and yelling over each other into an incoherent mass the siblings of the Idol's flame spread out across the hall reaching out to brush against some of the first people to pass them, the first fires as they released their human forms igniting those victims clothes.

Dispersing like flame projected against the floor their flames then spread quickly and aggressively. Coloured flames mixed as four became one, and one became more as flickers licked up onto and ignited garments, scorching skin and creating momentary cries of agony.

As people paused being toppled or running into the wall of flame its supernatural differences became more apparent. A light grey smoke came off the flames, drifting fog like with a flourishing welcoming odor of a wood hearth.

Those caught within the flames found themselves actually being clawed at, and pulled to stay in. Those who had darted through found themselves being stripped bare as the flames removed what modesty there could be before burning into their victims bodies and souls, to slowly burn away the purities with whatever coloured flames had burned that far.

The disturbing thing for those who froze to watch the wall were the people caught within the inferno, an initial scream of pain from being burned quickly subsiding into incoherent screams of pleasure. Humanoid shapes seemed to periodically take form, their flames lapping around the people they were burning.

Naomi reached out from the flames, back the way she came towards her date. Why wouldn't he pull her from the fire? Her body burned with growing desires, both her own and foreign. Her dark ebony skin appearing almost back lit as Sorcha's flames burned hotter on the usually well behaved black woman's enjoyment of the bar.

Chris stared at her reluctantly looking back the way they came and then to the strangely colourful flames engulfing Naomi's body, her face contorting with pleasure as she reached out to him while on her knees, the flames encompassing her nether regions and across her back to lap at her breasts.

Sorcha relished the feel of her flames flickering into Naomi's pussy, climaxing off the corruption lacing the black woman's body Sorcha felt herself fueled in her endeavour like proverbial gas on the flame.

Naomi's mind was overwhelmed with pleasure, the more the flames torched her ethereal soul the more she could sense the overjoyed dominant personalities in the fires collective, the growing realization that she was just to be consumed by them into the ether. The realization growing from a terror to an absolute delight. One she needed to share.

She stopped reaching out to Chris, she sat upright, massaging her breasts and clit, eager to display the seductive beauty she was manifesting in her final moments before being completely absorbed by the flame. She yearned for the orgasmic finale.

As Naomi's soul finally burned through into the Idol's oblivion her eyes opened flaring orange and red. Sorcha possessing the now vacant husk. Quickly lunging out at Chris and flinging him into the flames as Naomi's corporeal form dispersed into ashen dust.

As that happened those poor aware souls left either ran back away from the wall seeking another exit, or tried to leap through the flames.

Karen kicked off her heels eyeing the average height of 3 feet on the flames. She could do this, she used to do hurdles. Running at the flames with determination she jumped up, clearing all but the tips of the flames with one ankle.

A blueish green flames quickly developing substance and hold as the fiery hand grabbed tight and pulled her into the grasp of Chris. As her dress burned away and the perversion took hold of her body Karen screamed out.

“Do IT! FUCK ME HERE!” She screamed desperately, inside her head she questioned how or why she was doing this, or where it came from. Her body convulsing in delight as Chris's burning cock delved into her increasingly perverted being, mixing flames of desire to those already burning her soul.

Soon no one else dared to attempt to get through as others joined the burning orgy. Through surrender, desperation, or the wonderfully pleasurable scent wafting off the flames as they burned through their victims.

Chris had started fucking into Karen reluctantly, at first. But as he felt the last of his being burn away to its eternal damnation he felt the orgasmic release eagerly, his final thoughts of maybe having knocked Karen up.

Karen meanwhile had pulled another victim closer, she had walked into the flames sobbing in surrender, now though she bucked into Karen's face, screaming in delight as she felt the burning lust of Karen's tongue inside her, as she teased her rigid nipples atop her A cup breasts thinking ever more about if her dress hadn't ripped free fleeing the dance floor.

One older man deliberately fell into the flames, expecting a simple **** by fire, only to find the spiritual hellfires delivered a very different torment. As his clothes scorched free he stroked his shaft to alleviate the burning temptation as he perceived Vicky being eaten out by another man, as Annie rode atop of their burning mind, body, and soul.

Purple, Red and pink flames intertwined lustfully around the man, their minds being twisted by the knowledge that two loving sisters were simply siphoning them for their own perverse pleasures.

Soon the four elementals were taking increasingly human forms, their fuel depleting down to a simple few sex partners.

Sorcha draped across Karen's back being eaten out by Chris as he continued fucking her doggy style into Liam's crotch.

Vicky made out with the man who sacrificed himself, as Annie ate her out, being **** missionary by the same prey.

As those final souls perished and their bodies turned to ash the siblings of the flame reverted to their human forms. Taking each other's hands they walked naked together towards the lobby, smiling at the various souls they passed as they proceeded to the elevators.

They still had so much more to do.