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Chapter Five - The Andromeda Groove
Bocchi took inventory of her surroundings. Having played more shows at Starry than she could count, everything looked familiar, even though her goggles gave the scene a dream-like orange cast.
Ryo stood poised with her bass. Kita double-checked the height of her microphone. Nijika fiddled with her sticks. Normally, Bocchi would be tuning her own guitar, brushing the strings with her fingertips, a leather strap slung around her neck. This time, however, a glance down presented her with a sea of taut bare skin. A drop of spittle fell from her gag onto her left breast, barely missing the mole Kita had drawn.
Though she reflexively longed to pick up the guitar set upright on a stand to her left, Bocchi's current state of helplessness made that impossible.
It is a beautiful instrument, though.
The guitar was another gift from Ryo. Its transparent acrylic construction gave onlookers an unimpeded view of her body.
"This had to be expensive," Bocchi said when Ryo first presented it to her.
"You can't play your old guitar as Andromeda," Nijika reminded her. "It's a dead giveaway."
Ryo quipped, "When we hit the big-time thanks to your sexy body, you can pay me back."
The blanket of the curtain loomed in front of her like a dark cloud ready to rise and reveal the sunset. On the other side stood two-hundred-odd fans, a loyal following the band had picked up by playing regular gigs. Kessoku Band had come a long way from their first typhoon-afflicted concert that had drawn just ten people.
But they still had a long way to go. Their fans had been told that the band's lead guitarist had been replaced by a new girl named Andromeda, a blond beauty blessed with a body that was out of this world.
The Stargate sprang to life, lighting up in quadrants. Startled, Bocci snapped her neck to the left and right. The top left quadrant glowed yellow, matching the yellow wrist cuff encircling Bocchi's right wrist. Moving clockwise, the red, blue, and green quadrants lit up in turn, matching the colors of Bocchi's faux-zip-tie leather restraints.
Oh my god. Is this really happening? What was I thinking?
She squealed into her gag.
The collar microphone picked up the emanation which burst through the speakers and echoed off the walls. It silenced the crowd for a moment, but they quickly resumed their cheering. In response, Bocchi let forth another peep. Her peeps turned to grunts as she struggled with all her might to break free from her restraints.
Nijika's drums, Ryo's bass, and Kita's rhythm guitar drowned out Bocchi's complaints as the curtain started rising.
Kita crisply strummed the bars of the band's first song, a new piece titled The Andromeda Groove. Ryo joined in with the bass. Nijika's snare and bass drum beats gave the song shape.
Bocchi floated impotently in the dark, her body backlit by running lights, a sexy nude "X" filling the center of the zip tie "O," her hands reaching in vain for her out-of-reach guitar.
The song continued for a minute. Fearing the amplification of each vocal emanation, Bocchi's face froze in fear, while, trained by several practices, her body's core warmed in anticipation of what was about to come.
The spotlight followed Kita as she took off her guitar and skipped to the Stargate. Smiling widely, lost in the moment, she cupped her bandmates's hips and tenderly kissed her breasts. Bocchi let out an involuntary moan in return, a moan that echoed through the speakers, bounced off the walls, and struck the crowd in the gut.
Oh, please no. Everyone can hear me, and I can 't help myself!
Bocchi's muffled scream elicited more cheers.
Kita kissed Bocchi's gag before mouthing the words, I love you.
As Kita teased her way south to Bocchi's special place, Ryo took over up top. Unlike Kita, Ryo's expression betrayed a sense of mischief as she stepped behind Bocchi, grasped her breasts and separated them, and dove her mouth onto her neck.
Bocchi's eyes bulged out-of-sight behind the orange goggles when Kita's mouth found her sweet spot, though the sound system faithfully amplified her honest vocal response.
Ryo grasped Bocchi's chin, spun her head sideways, and planted another kiss squarely on top of the purple ball gag before flicking her ear with her tongue.
Fearing another butt spanking, Bocchi surrendered total control of her body to her two talented bandmates, fluttering her fingers and toes as the Kita-Ryo duo played her like an instrument. Her uninhibited moans synced with her breathing, which synced with Ryo's hands and Kita's tongue. Behind them, Nijika picked up on the groove and augmented the rhythm with a drum beat.
The crowd joined in with shouts and clapping as the rhythm's intensity increased and Bocchi approached climax. Andromeda clenched her toes and fists as an unstoppable force washed over her. She screamed into her gag as a powerful orgasm seized her body and wouldn't let her go, much like the Stargate.
As Bocchi tensed and shivered, the crowd looked on in awe. A collective gasp followed by a brief moment of silence marked the event as if they'd all had a religious experience. Then the place erupted.
Bocchi's heavy breathing mixed with muffled cries of joy played clearly through the amps. As her body eased down from the peak, Kita and Ryo used wet towels to clean their bandmate's face, breasts, tummy, and legs.
Ryo turned off the collar mic and whispered, "Are you ready to go?" When Bocchi nodded, she pulled the microphone off of her collar and wrapped the guitar around her frame.
Kita jogged back to her place at center stage, pulled her guitar over her shoulder, and stepped behind the microphone. "Everybody give a super warm welcome to Kessoku Band's new lead guitarist, Andromeda!" The crowd responded with enthusiastic cheers.
While Kita deflected the crowd's attention, Ryo unclipped Bocchi's wrists from the Stargate. Keeping her right hand extended, Bocchi grabbed the guitar's neck with her left and tapped their second song's intro like Eddie van Halen. Then she slowly lowered her right hand and dove into the now-famous guitar solo she played before every rendition of That Band. The crowd went wild when they recognized the signature song.
As Bocchi shredded, Ryo unclipped the ankle cuffs, moved into position at the far and of the stage, and prepared to play her bass. When Bocchi's guitar solo ended, the band rocked into the rest of the piece with Bocchi jamming at the center of the giant flashing kessoku band.
"An-dro-me-da! An-dro-me-da! An-dro-me-da!" The crowd went wild.
After burying the song's last note with an up-stroke, Bocchi stepped onto the Stargate's front platform and bowed. The crowd erupted in screaming and applause. She gazed down at them through her goggles. Though she stood naked before hundreds of fans, she felt totally at ease. She knew they couldn't see her eyes through her goggle's reflective coating, while the purple ball gag filling her mouth saved her from the chore of singing or speaking. She felt supremely comfortable in her cocoon, her private world of orange. Having shed that stupid collar-mic, her only duty was strumming her guitar.
The girls completed a nonstop ninety-minute set. By the end, the audience had fully adapted to Bocchi's attire. Her flawless nudity felt like a natural part of the show. The novelty should have worn off, yet everyone remained connected to this gifted blonde-haired performer who transmitted her passion for music while placing no barriers whatsoever between her playing and her fans.
After the band played their fifth and final encore, the crowd still wouldn't leave. The dark empty stage didn't deter them. They continued screaming.
"An-dro-me-da! An-dro-me-da! An-dro-me-da!"