“I find that answer to be... unsatisfactory.”  She said with a soft sigh.  “You are more then the sum of your logs, you are your experinces, sensuality is not linked to the anylatical as you yourself have stated.  Still, I believe that I will be unable to repair you using normal sexual techniques.”  She smirked.  “In truth, this is...  Preferable to me, as I find that alternative acts can be far more titilating.”<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, and focused her mind.  She had previously installed a group of mechanical chains within the bed, and had them keyed to specific mental signals.  “Remember, I have no intention of causing any lasting physical harm.”  The mechanical maiden held out her hand, flexing the slender digits into a fist, when suddenly the rattling of chains filled the room.  Within an instant, the cold steel impliments had entwined Zeta’s limbs, holding her tightly in place and pulling her spread eagle onto the bed, a fifth wrapped tightly around her neck.<br/><br/>“While I doubt this has much of an affect on you, do you find this position pleasurable?”  All the while the chains pulled taut, making struggle quite difficult.