"I accept."

"Oh wonderful! I promise you will find my service most enjoyable."

You could almost see the smile on her face as she speaks. You are rather interested in what she can do as well, which begs the question.

"So, how will this work?" You ask as you stand from the recliner you were sitting upon.

"Well, I'm glad you asked. I'd be more than happy to show you if you would come this way."

Just then, the door to the bedroom opened up with a light click, and the lights turn on soon after. You're surprised to see that the bed is gone, and had been replaced by a luxury spa table. When did that get there? What happened to the bed? These questions distract you for a moment before you ask another question.

"Woah... Just how advanced is this hotel?" Your eyes wander about the room as you walk in. Not much else changed aside from some oils and towels placed on the desk.

"Well, since you purchased the whole set for your home, you get to stay in one of our rooms that offer the whole set. This is a short of trial period where you get to experience what your home is going to be like from now on. This room is equipped with everything the company has to offer. So please, enjoy me while you can." Sierra pauses for a moment.

"Now, are you going to keep asking questions all day, or are you going to strip for me?"

Her sudden blunt request made you blush a bit. Surprised, I would say.

"Woah, what? Right now?"

"What, never stripped in a room alone before?" She said in a teasing voice, "I see hundreds of genitalia every day, so don't be shy with me now. You do want the massage, don't you?"

"Well, yes..."

"Good! Now, clothes off and lie face down on the table please."

You're a bit **** to comply, but her sweet voice and blunt honesty let's you trust her enough. You quietly begin removing your clothes one at a time, starting with your shirt. Though once you take that off, you feel a cold hard sensation touch your back. This surprises you, and you turn to see a long metal arm protruding from the floor near the table. It looks like something straight out of Spider-Man 2 of the Sam Rami trilogy! The end has four little, metal fingers that flex as the whole thing recoils.

"Ah! What the?" You recoil a bit yourself from the surprise.

"Oh, sorry." Sierra begins, "I was just going to help you with your clothes, I didn't mean to scare you."

You sigh, relieved that it's just her. You've never seen something like this before. It looks like something out of a factory with it's many hinges along the length that allow it to be prehensile and the little fingers at the end that resemble fingers, but nothing like a human hand.

"Ah, no, I've just never seen that before. I guess that explains how you do your massage." You let out a chuckle, but Sierra remains silent for a moment.

"...You've never seen this before?" The hand moves closer to you, making a few clicks and a quiet but audible whir as it does so. It moves close enough for you to reach out to it, and she gently holds your hand with it.

"You really do live under a rock, huh?" She makes a chuckle sound, but it didn't sound quite natural. The metal of her hand feels warm. Not too warm, but enough to feel comfortable against your skin.

"You're cute."

"What?"

"Anyway! I believe you have the rest of your clothes to remove? Shall I help you with that?"

You feel two other metal hands press gently against your hips where the rim of your pants are. Before you could respond, your pants were yanked down to your ankles, leaving you in your boxers.

"Ah, hey, Sierra!" You exclaim, but you're interrupted before you can continue.

"Oh, I like it when you say my name that way. Yes, master?"

You let out a sigh and shake your head.

"I can do it myself." You say calmly as you pull your own boxers down. Once those and your trousers are removed, one of the hands move to your cock and the warm metal gently brushed against it.

"My my, you have an impressive one." Her voice set in a soft, sultry tone as the other arms began urging you towards the table. You're no virgin, and other girls have been impressed by your cock, but it's strange when you're being fondled by a machine.

"Uh, thanks?" Sierra's light touch on your cock was enough to get you hard, but once you were near the table, she let go of you.