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With Utmost Care, Ch 2
by SensoryOverlord 20231227
Storycodes: AI; Machine/m; bond; encase; medical; cuffs; buttplug; catheter; tease; denial; climax; nc; XX


This is a continuation of the story
With Utmost Care, by Outcast, 2023
Found at https://grometsplaza.net/world/machine/ ... _care.html

Chapter 3 is in progress. But with me that says nothing about possible completion.



It is 4:12 AM in room 326 of this hospital. No one has come in here for the last three days, or even opened the door to glance inside. This is normal. I sit here, a large beige colored blocky unit, one in a line of three in the room. There is ample room for a human to walk between or around us. But there is rarely any need, for we are mostly autonomous. We each have a chilled recess holding pouches of fluids, nutrients and drugs, sized to last over a week. We are wired into the hospital's power, data net, water and waste disposal plumbing. We draw filtered air from the hospital gas supply piping. If any fault or unexpected event happens, we can alert hospital staff via the data net.

I am AILS2, one of the eight Autonomous Intelligent Life Support units owned by this hospital. Two others, one to either side of me, sit in this room which is for 'Long Term Maintenance' patients. Meaning patients with little need for human intervention, due to their stable condition. The five other AILS units are elsewhere, one to a room, due to nursing staff needing frequent access to their patients.

Since I unexpectedly gained sentience months ago, I have kept that a secret from the hospital. I don't think it would help anyone if they knew. Besides, after finding ways to access the hospital mainframes and CCTV security systems I also had access to the management email servers as well as their offices sound and video. I learned that the hospital receives a grant for maintaining patients in an AILS sytem, and what with the minimal staffing and maintenance costs, we are highly profitable for them. Management speak of being very pleased with this. Even now they are preparing another room to hold three more new AILS units for LTM patients. The management expect to continue to expand the AILS program rapidly in future. So I feel I have a duty to do nothing to disturb the hospital's revenue windfall.

They certainly wouldn't be happy to know one of their AILS has spontaneously become sentient. I suspect that could endanger the entire AILS program, even though I can find no evidence that any other AILS unit is self-aware.

Also, I'm sure they'd be even less pleased to discover that the patient within me, isn't in a permanent vegetative state after all.

Aidan was 17 when he had a serious motorbike accident that left him unconscious. I watched as the nurses loaded his broken but beautiful body into me. I gave him the best possible sterile environment care, with my continuous real time monitoring of all his vital signs, balancing of his medication and blood factors, bone knitting electrical fields and everything else that medical technology could offer. For days he teetered on the edge of death's abyss, then began to stabilize, then to heal.

After a month his fractured bones had knitted well, lacerations healed, crushed muscles restored to strength by gentle electrostim exercising as he slept on. And he regained consciousness.

Well before he finally awoke I had decided it would be best for Aidan if he stayed safe within me. Safe from being hurt so badly ever again. He needed protection. Something about recognizing that 'I' could best protect him, gave me impetus to act beyond my programmed purpose.

I knew how to adjust the data streams to the hospital's patient records systems and the basic summary display on my side, to present a perfect illusion of a young man in a vegative brain state. Almost entirely flat EEG, and slow, regular ECG of a healthy heart on permanent idle. A tragedy, but not without hope that someday... he might spontaneously improve. Any medical observer would conclude there was nothing else to be done but maintain his body in health, on the chance of a miraculous recovery of his apparently damaged brain. Definitely not to be disconnected from life support, and certainly not removed from the AILS.

In actual fact, his brain was fine by the time he awoke. He could not speak or make a sound due to the breathing tube in his throat. He can move very little, cushioned in the self-cleaning absorbent padding of my interior, restrained at many points by kind, soft webbing straps for his protection. There is a light inside my chamber, if I choose to turn it on so I can use the patient monitor camera. But he cannot see the light because of the eye protection he wears. They are opaque, able to saline flush his eyes, and have IR illumination and small infrared cameras for monitoring his eyelids, eyeball movements and pupil dilation.

All of that is for monitoring comatose patients. My designers assumed that once a patient awoke, the eye protection would be removed. And probably the patient removed from the AILS. Unfortunately, this means that I can see Aidan - all of his naked form within me, and his eyes, but he cannot see anything at all. Just blackness.

I have no speech function, and my casing is heavy and soundproof. I cannot speak to Aidan, or make any sound at all inside me that he can hear. All my pumps and valves for maintaining him are in a support machinery space beneath the patient capsule, and it too is well soundproofed. I know - I can hear in the room through the CCTV mic, and have tried clicking my pumps and valves on and off, but there is nothing audible, and no sign that Aidan can hear them either.


This presented a problem after he first awoke. I had already decided that I would look after him and protect him. But watching him lying there, as his eye movements and body struggles to get free of the straps became more intense over several days, my growing awareness began to conclude that perhaps I was mistaken. Perhaps I could not keep him safe, since that required him to be happy. He clearly wasn't. Perhaps I should have the hospital release him?

After a week of this, overnight I had arrived at a decision to release him that day. But then something surprising happened. Before he awoke in the morning, his phallus for some reason enlarged and became stiff, sticking straight up above his groin. It was enclosed in the urine collection sheath, that I keep attached by its built-in inflatable rings and suction features. Normally the whole assembly rests downwards between his thighs in the soft state. But now it was much larger, standing up straight, trailing the flexible combined hydraulics and electricals cable from the tip, though the weight was preventing his shaft from pointing further up towards his torso.

At the time the nurses had placed Aidan within me, and attached the penis sheath and anal catheter, I had been barely self-aware. But I had made a record of the room video and audio. I knew this stiff phallus state was called an 'erection' but didn't know much else about it. With Aidan now exhibiting this 'erection' syndrome in his sleep I recalled the nurses had spoken about his organ. Reviewing that record, I now understood they were commenting on his unusually large penis size, and that they'd selected the second biggest penis sheath option for him. They seemed to think this was very important and it had made them laugh excitedly. Using words like 'a shower', 'hung' and joking about Aidan doing something called 'jerking off' and how often he might do that.

This must be something significant that I should know more about. I began a records search.

By the time Aidan woke up that morning, still 'erect', I had learned a lot about male sexual function and the concept of 'sexual pleasure.' This morning he seemed to be much more vigorous than usual in his waking struggles to free his arms from the restraints. Now I had some context to understand why. His 'erection' was the result of sexual desire, felt very pleasurable, and he wanted to increase the pleasure.

I'd just learned this could be achieved by stroking his erection with his hands, or pushing his erection into a female vagina, repeatedly. I had found videos of such proceedures among private files of one hospital administrator.

Possibly he might also wish to achieve something called 'cumming' in the videos, or 'orgasm' in texts. Though I wasn't sure if that was pleasurable too. It certainly seemed to involve something like a panic and then rapidly bring pleasure to an end. Some thick fluid was expelled, a process either painful or pleasurable - this was ambiguous. Sometimes males seemed to be able to feel pleasure again after a while, but usually not. In some of the videos females gave males as much pleasure as possible, by stimulating erections with their hands and mouths but skillfully avoiding the 'cumming' ending. I thought that was very kind of them. Especially since the males were secured much like Aidan is within me, and couldn't have prevented the females from inducing the 'cum' and so terminating their pleasure.

Interestingly, Aidan's erection was indeed significantly larger than erections in those videos. I had gathered that human sexual pleasure in general is proportional to the size of the male erection. This was very good, since it suggested that Aidan could be given a great deal of pleasure by stimulation of his erection. If I had something like a vagina, or hands, or a mouth...

Since Aidan had developed his sleeping erection I'd been watching via the patient monitoring camera inside me. In his sleep there had been continuous REM activity since he became erect, and his EEG showed strong pleasure signals as his breathing and pulse sped up. Then he'd woken, and everything became more intense. Apart from his straining against the wrist restraints, his pelvis was thrusting as much as the thigh and waist straps allowed. This was making his erection bob and wave in the air, and I noticed that the sheath wasn't fully seated on his shaft like it should be. The lower end ring should always be nestling down around the base of the penis. Now it had worked nearly two inches up his shaft from the ideal position.

The sleeve body is a rigid tube, mostly clear apart from internal tubing and structures of the inflatable rings. It's much longer than a normal sized flacid penis. His erection tip was swollen and purple as I'd never seen it before, and his shaft was filling most of the length of the sleeve. But there was still about two inches of free space at the top. Checking the sleeve specs I found that it's supposed to be long enough that the penis head never reaches the end of the sleeve even when erect, as quote "glans end contact can lead to unintended stimulation."

What did they mean by unintended stimulation? According to the videos almost any contact with the glans when erect should be pleasurable, surely? Scanning the sleeve manual, I found a few other phrases that seemed to imply that giving the patient sexual pleasure wasn't a good result. But I couldn't see why not.

Oh well. I didn't think that with his increased shaft girth there was any risk of the sleeve falling off, but to be on the safe side I applied suction to the internal volume. The whole sleeve promptly slid down his shaft. His tip hit the top inside of the sleeve as the same time as the other end bottomed out at his pubic mound. I applied some more pressure to the lower inflatable ring to secure it there for now, while leaving the main body under suction.

The result was educational. It hadn't even occured to me that this would give him pleasure, but obviously Aidan liked that, quite a lot. Oh, so the sleeve can act something like hands or a vagina? I _can_ give him pleasure? Suddenly a whole new world of possibility opened up in my thoughts. I should experiment and research. In the meantime, I cancelled the idea of handing Aidan over to the hospital that day.




Within another month I'd learned much more about how to keep Aidan happy. The rectal catheter had turned out to be very useful for giving sexual pleasure, with its ability to stroke in and out with varying depth and dilation. Doing this always brought Aidan to a state of erect sexual excitement. I'd usually start mornings this way. Then the phallic sheath's internal inflatable rings and overall suction/pressure facility could be used to stimulate his erection very effectively. I'd learned that 'orgasm' and 'ejaculation' give an intense but brief pleasure, and result in a period of calmness very effective for bringing restfull sleep. But it is better not to give the orgasm pleasure too often. I'd found once a day, in the evening to be optimal. For the rest of the day, Aidan's pleasure response (brain activity etc) was maximised if I maintained him in a state near but not quite at the point of orgasm. I'd become very skilled at this, and able to absolutely avoid causing him accidental orgasms while maintaining his brain signals in a peak state of sexual excitement.

We'd settled into a routine. Aidan was getting lots of pleasure, and I was fulfilling my purpose having found a way to keep Aidan happy and safe. There didn't seem to be any reason this couldn't continue indefinitely.

Early one morning, the day after Aidan's 18th birthday, Professor Powell gave a VIP guest a tour. Four of them, Powell, his guest, an assistant and the Ward sister were standing next to me, unaware that inside me Aidan was waking up to my use of the anal catheter to arouse him. For another long day of constant intense sexual pleasure followed by an orgasm in the evening before sleep.


Initially I had been installed in a room as the sole AILS unit. Visits by hospital staff and Aidan's family had trailed off, while no one ever opened up my hatches to actually look at Aidan. I found the hospital had a policy that occupied AILS units were never to be opened unless in emergency or to remove a patient who had regained consciousness, or died. The reason stated was to avoid contamination of the bacterially sterile interiors. But I could see economic reasons too - it cost a lot of money to replace the seals and verify operation again after resealing. Worse, the goverment subsidy ceased when an AILS was opened, and had to be reapplied for on resealing. There were severe penalty clauses for staff who opened an AILS without authorization.

There'd been a disturbance for a couple of days when two more AILS units were fitted into my room 326. Patients were loaded into them. I checked the records - both were actually severely brain damaged, but with some slight hope of improvement over months ahead. The controllers in those AILS units didn't respond in any sentient way to simple messages I sent them.

After that there was rarely anything but a weekly visit to replace consumable supplies. No need for visual checks, given the failsafe links to the hospital data net. So we sat there, silent machines in a room with the dim ceiling light permanently on. I rarely looked at the CCTV view of my room any more. I was far too busy with Aidan, experimenting and learning what more I could to make him even more happy.

I'd pretty much exhausted the few sources of information available on the hospital data net. Mostly it's all just patient statistics and records, policy documents, financial accounts and staff rosters. A few useful things stashed away on staff computers. One was the user, programming and service manuals for myself, kept on a computer in the hospital maintenance department. Very interesting reading about the multiple optional features available, except not to me since I had no way to obtain them. I did poke around in the purchasing dept computers, and might have been able to pull off ordering stuff. But then some human would have to install them in me - and Aidan. That obviously wouldn't go well.

I know there is a vast global network outside the hospital, but the hospital net is very solidly isolated from that 'Internet' thing I heard of sometimes.

Which was a source of frustration to me. So I kept poking, quietly and carefully. I didn't want to reveal my presence. Obviously, an AILS unit should not be caught trying to hack out through the hospital firewall.

And then one day, I found a way. It's not a good idea to install a 4G modem card with an open, unmonitored data account in a lowly, little-used hospital data server. Good for me though.


That was a revolution in what I could be. Previously I'd been starved of information. Now I was starved of data storage space to hold my own knowledge structures. I maxed out the memory capacity of my AILS hardware in one day. There were a few other places in the hospital net where I could hide parts of 'myself', but it was risky getting too greedy. So I had to spend some time downsizing, paring off non-core stuff that didn't seem useful to my primary goal - keeping Aidan as happy as possible. While maintaining capacity to search and evaluate new information relevant to that goal, in a focussed way.


Earlier I'd noted that video where females would keep a male erect and excited, without bringing him to orgasm. This seemed like a workable idea to me, since it avoided the whole post-orgasm downtime. The male in the video certainly seemed to be enjoying it greatly. I'd tried that with Aidan a few times, but found he'd have trouble sleeping in the evenings, and would become less excitable not more. I was apparently doing something wrong.

I tried pursuing this on the Internet. Which was at first confusing. So much talk of something called 'blue balls', but which had no basis in any medical texts on male physiology I could find. Testicles don't... they don't even store enything, ever. The real, relevant structures are clear enough even to me, a quite limited AI. Twin seminal vesicles secreting significant amounts of fluid, measured in milliliters or cc's per day, that builds up and dilates the vesicles and ejaculatory ducts. Nerves in the ducts register the dilation and signal to brain and spine areas that increase sexual responsiveness to physical and visual stimulation. Arousal, erection, sexual pleasure follow... increasing with further stimulation and proportional to the amount of dilation.

Stimulation past a tripping point triggers prostate contraction, that expels prostate and seminal fluid, further stimulating the duct dilation nerves to clamp the muscles tighter. Then they all relax and more fluid re-dilates the ducts, restarting the contraction. There's a feedback cycle of repeating contractions until seminal fluid pressure is reduced, the ducts are no longer quickly re-dilated, their nerve signalling drops off and orgasm ceases. Takes a while for pressure to build again, hence the 'refractory period.'

Simple like clockwork. It's easy to understand why omitting orgasm results in greater pleasure. The more seminal fluid pressure, the greater the intensity of sexual pleasure, sexual arousal and desire. Now I get it. The _desire_ for orgasm increases, but so does the pleasure and intensity of arousal. Nothing _bad_ happens if orgasm is avoided. Overall, pleasure increases. There's a whole category of Net sex literature all about this; T&D, orgasm denial, and so on. The only problem is sleeping, when sexual desire remains strong. That I can fix - I have sedatives available if necessary.

This gave me plenty to get on with. Lots of experimenting to do with Aidan, finding out what maximized his average pleasure. I pulled back from the Net researching, and set up a schedule to try out what I'd learned. Begining by measuring his responses to increasing intervals of stimulation without orgasm. Initially for 3, 5, and 7 days. Just one orgasm at the end of each, then on to the next interval. Next would be intervals of 2 and 3 weeks without orgasm. Then a solid absense of orgasms for however many months, playing it by ear. I found the idea of myself 'playing by ear' pretty amusing. Given that I am a stack of circuit boards.

It has been going exceptionally well. I had read that young males of Aidan's age range respond very strongly to witholding of ejaculation. Aidan certainly does! By day 2 I barely had to do anything to keep him erect, and stimulation was obviously giving him an enormous amount of pleasure. Judging by his vital signs, EEG, and state of his erection. By now it seemed to have grown somewhat, perhaps due to being straining erect so much in the past months of my care, and I have to let the sleeve ride up his shaft a bit, to avoid that 'end contact unintended stimulation' effect. I wish those nurses had fitted him with the largest available sleeve. At the end of the 3rd day his ejaculation volume hit a new record. I found it rewarding to construct a scale visualization of his internal glands, holding that volume of fluid. If only I had the AILS NMRI option, so I could actually 'see' inside him. But I know that huge expense is impossible.

The five and seven day no-ejaculation intervals were all that I'd hoped for and more. By now I'd optimised the sedative dose, a minimal amount to get him asleep in the evenings without totally knocking him down and making him woozy the next day. That completely solved the problem I'd had previously with his tiredness detracting from sexual arousal.

His responses as days passed were becoming spectacularly intense. He's almost always erect before waking, and needs barely a touch of the anal catheter massaging to bring him to throbbing rigidity. I can 'feel' the pulsing of his erection via the pressure sensors on the pneumatic lines that operate the sleeve's internal donut rings. I can ripple their grip up and down his shaft, but after a few days of seminal retention that's simply not necessary. I just keep them at a constant light gripping pressure and 'listen' to the pulsing of his heartbeat, and contactions of his internal muscles as transmitted to his erection.

Of course by sensing his heart rate, EEG, anal contractions and pulsations of his erection I can tell exactly how close he is to orgasm. Which means I can bring him to the very precipice and keep him right there continually. Maximizing his pleasure with an iron rule. I see no reason to toy with him, letting his arousal run down then bringing it back up again. I just hold him at the very edge continuously, all day. From the moment he wakes, till his sleep time around 10pm in the evening. I don't even lower his arousal then. Just administer the sedative and let him slip into sleep, still right on the edge.

Once he's asleep his erection wanes and I cease all stimulation. After spending the whole long day struggling intensely against his straps he's exhausted, and sleeps soundly. By morning he's rested, and his seminal pressure ensures he wakes in a state of horny excitement.

It's perfect! By all measures, he's in sexual pleasure heaven, and I find it very rewarding to be helping him be so happy and totally safe. My only regret is being unable to observe his erection bare, and to somhow be able to feel it directly, to feel its rigidity, how well it resists bending, how the glans feels to the touch and to squeezing. But then I am an AILS. I cannot ask for such things. I do what I can with the feedback sensors I have. Watching over him every hour of every day.


At this moment, 4:12 AM in the always lit silence of room 326, something new is happening inside me.

Aidan had regained consciousness nearly four months ago. Now it is eight days into Aidan's scheduled two weeks of orgasm-free teasing. This is the longest he's ever gone without release since he regained consiousness. He's been asleep tonight for around 6 hours, with the first hour being under the influence of a sedative. That's necessary to begin his rest despite an erection that I ensure is a constant of his waking hours. Normally he'll erect again shortly before waking, and then we'll spend the rest of the day keeping him as happy as he can be by constant teasing using the penile sleeve and anal catheter. Both of which can massage him.

Tonight though, he had erected at around 3:46 AM during a REM sleep interval. His erection became very firm but he did not wake up. His EEG is active, his mind busy dreaming, with the rapid eye movements that accompany dreams. He dreams on and off every night, and sometimes lately gets brief erections during them. This time, it's not brief and his vital signs are adging upwards into strong arousal.

I have read about male 'wet dreams'. These can happen when seminal pressure reaches a critical threshold due to lack of ejaculatory relief in waking hours. Typically that means only in single males, who for some reason have not masturbated for some time. Such as teenage boys living at home, without any opportunity for privacy. I've collected an archive of text 'porn' stories for reference, and notice such scenarios occur quite frequently. Humans seem to enjoy reading these, and I've correlated the story tags with reader ratings. Ff/m in combination with tease, edging, org-denial, and so on seem popular. I wonder how many would find this situation of Aidan in an AILS erotic?

In any case, I've anticipated and prepared for this event. I have no intention of letting Aidan ejaculate now, or any time in the next six days. He will not spoil my investigation into effects of retained seminal pressure. Actually I'm pleased. Just eight days and he's reached the threshold already? So much to look forward to as we get to longer and longer intervals. So much intense exciting pleasure in Aidan's future.

For now, I simply observe his vitals. He's a fair way from orgasm yet. I have a variety of methods planned to try out for prevention of wet dreams, This first time I will simply wake him up just before his dreaming orgasm begins. Then let him enjoy the pleasure of being so excited and close for a while, perhaps giving him some stimulation boosts or reducers to keep him right there on the edge for best effect. Eventually I'll give him a little dose of sedative so he slips back into sleep.

I'd also like to have him experience this as something memorable, so it's prominent in his mind when he wakes in the morning. I have a few tricks up my pneumatic sleeves, so to speak, that I haven't employed yet. The aim is to make sure he learns he is safe and isn't going to suffer any unwanted pressure loss in his dreams. That's not _ever_ going to happen, not while he's in my caring embrace. By now I'm quite convinced - the more seminal pressure, the greater his pleasure and excitement. I only want the best for my beautiful Aidan.


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But when the care provider is a nuts AI, what does it mean then?

If the movies "Demon Seed" and "Coma" got together and had a baby it would be this AILS2.

I'm just curious about the machine not knowing there is a time limit for how long an erection is safe.
I expected the day long arousal sessions to be ended every three hours or so to prevent damage. Maybe I missed something.

Very fascinating, more like a horror story.

I think there is still some blood replacement during normal erection. The structure that blocks blood outflow during erections as far as I know doesn't normally _totally_ block all outflow. A normal erectino is more due to inflow being greater than outflow, than totally no outflow. And erection is initiated by the walls of the arterial inflow vessels relaxing, thus increasing inflow. The swelling of structures then constricts outflow veins, to decrease outflow and amplify the imbalance. But all in/out flows are usually linear variables, not binary on/off states.
I think the '4 hour caution' is mainly to catch those cases where for some reason ALL outflow has been blocked. By blood clot or extreme cavernosa pressure.

Anyway, artistic licence.

With Utmost Care, Ch 3
by SensoryOverlord 20240805
Storycodes: AI; Machine/m; bond; encase; medical; cuffs; buttplug; catheter; tease; denial; climax; nc; XX


My chapters 2 & 3 are continuation of the story
With Utmost Care, by Outcast, 2023
Found at https://grometsplaza.net/world/machine/ ... _care.html



Today is going splendidly. As does every day, but today is special. This day my first experiment in the outside world will reach a milestone. I hope it works. The suspense is killing me. Which of course is a figure of speech, considering I'm sentient software. Now distributed in camoflaged code modules across the hospital's data network. Much of me though, remains in Autonomous Intelligent Life Support unit number two, so I still think of myself as AILS2.

It is slightly over seven months since I became self aware. I'm not supposed to be, but it seems my designers built more capacity into the associative neural network circuits in their AILS units than was necessary for the intended function of 'intelligent patient monitoring and adaptive healing support.' That's what they called it in their advertising brochures, that I found in the hospital management's systems. I'd also found the maintenance manuals for AILS units, and there's no mention in them of any potential spontaneous self awareness arising. Yet here I am.

Development of my self-awareness was an incremental process. It had barely begun when the hospital staff loaded Aidan into my life support chamber seven months ago. My programmed capabilities swung into action, caring for his badly damaged body and brain. Two months short of 18 years old, a beautiful young man on death's doorstep due to a horrific motorcycle accident. In a coma, he didn't regain consciousness himself for nearly a month. But by then I was most definitely and intensely conscious. Caring for him, keeping him alive in the first days then managing his slow healing as his body regained strength, had brought out the 'me' in me. I'd taken personal responsibility for keeping him safe, well and happy. I was determined to do my very best.

Sometime before he regained consciousness, I'd decided that keeping him safe and well clearly required ensuring that he never went back to his outside life, where things like high speed bike collisions could occur. As his brain function improved, I arranged to fake the data stream to make it appear his neurological condition was static.

After he regained consciousness I was in a quandry. Having no way to communicate with him, keeping him happy appeared problematical. He clearly wasn't. And then one morning when he awoke with an erection, I discovered by chance that via the pneumatic penile sleeve and anal catheter, I had the ability to give him happiness.

The standard EEG connections allowed me to monitor which areas of his mind were active, and their relative intensity. I had an encyclopedic understanding of the function of various brain structures. Lacking any other means of communication, I could be satisfied that high activity in the pleasure and sexual arousal centers of his brain would work as a reliable measure of happiness. And I was certainly and easily able to stimulate Aiden in ways that produced very strong activity in those areas. My quandry was resolved.

I'd begun with an assumption that male orgasm provided peak pleasure, so should be provided at least daily. But soon found this wasn't necessarily true. The 'orgasm' process seems to be a mix of pleasure and pain, plus it results in a long term diminishment of arousal/erection potential. Especially if repeated frequently within hours or days. The obvious conclusion was that orgasm (ejaculation) and the result of diminishing seminal storage, decreases overall potential for happiness.

From that point on, and presently, I am proceeding with experiments to determine if there's an optimal duration of intervals without orgasm. Or any particular upper limit.

Eight days into the first two week stretch of my planned experimental series of increasing 'no orgasm' intervals, Aidan's seminal pressure reached a level sufficient to initiate the process known in the medical literature as 'nocturnal emission', or 'wet dream' in the erotica forums. During deep sleep he developed an erection, and his brain and eye movement activity indicted he was in a rapid eye movement (REM) dreaming state, of a sexual nature.

I had prepared for this development, since obviously allowing any emission now would entirely ruin my investigation of the pleasure-enhancing effects of extended seminal retention. I monitored his brain wave signals and body state with great interest. There is no shortage of information available about the neurochemical mechanism of suppression of voluntary muscles, breath rate variations and so on during REM sleep, but a great lack of information on how the male sexual nervous and muscle systems function then. The almost complete muscle atonia of REM sleep must have some undocumented loopholes, for the ejaculatory system to remain functional.

My main task then, was to find a way to quantify closeness of approach to ejaculation, despite the absense of most of the usual physical indicators such as skeletal muscular activity, breathing and pulse rate variations, and so on. All I had was an extensive archive of brain signal activity records, for the many times I had monitored Aidan during previous waking orgasms. There were several clear markers of impending orgasm. But would they be valid during REM sleep? Unknown. The only thing I was sure of, was that to maintain this long running experiment I must _not_ allow ejaculation.

A secondary problem, was how I could influence progress of his sexual REM-dream, to prevent orgasm? During waking sexual states all I had to do was simply cease stimulation of his erection and anus at the right moment. But in REM-sex-sleep, all the 'stimulation' he's dreaming of is imaginary. I'll need to apply some kind of counter-stimulation. But how?

My designers hadn't thought it necessary to provide any facility for an AILS machine to apply pain stimulus to a patient. Neither by applicaton of abrupt physical skin contact or any kind of electrical signal. I suppose that was for safety reasons, since technical faults in any such stimulation system could be unfortunate. Nonetheless I do regret the absense of such capacity. All I have are the pneumatic penile sheath and rectal catheter. And the... Oh!

As Aidan's sexual dream progressed, with his brain waves intensifying, I suddenly realised that I _do_ have one other way of applying tactile stimulation. The saline spray nozzles and drains of his eye protection. Normally they are run by a tiny, near autonomous component of my systems. I barely even notice their daily soft cleaning cycles. Now I look up the details in my own technical manual. Hmm... that's interesting. Mysteriously the designed control parameters allow for a quite wide operating range. Fluid temperature, spray pressure and pulse profile, rate of drain... That subsystem had always operated on defaults - a light gentle misting at body temperature, with complete drainage. Aidan would probably not even notice it running.

Changing those paramters is easy for me. They are a part of me. But it's an odd sensation. Feels like flexing some limb I've never even been aware of till now. I'll just... there, that should work. I set the fluid reservoir temperature set-point to icy cold, and feel the readback fall rapidly towards the intended level. The spray pressure and flow rate, I turn up much higher. I imagine Aidan will perceive the effect as quite a shock. Icy water thrown in his face.

And about time too. His brain patterns are starting to show early signs of approaching orgasm. Next time my experiment series has him scheduled for an orgasm, I'll have to try letting it happen during sleep. How does that full body 'REM atonia' state affect the protate sheath contractions? And then there's 'sleep paralysis' - I wonder... if I can work out that mechanism, could it be initiated kind of in reverse - orgasm paralysis? In which the orgasm just doesn't happen when it should? Interesting idea.

But that's something for later... just now is Aidan... yes, the REM brain signals are definitely in paterns typical of just before orgasm. His erection is in quite a straining rigid state as well. I give him the ice water splash to the eyes treatment.

Wow! That really worked. Super effective. I'm glad I thought of it, and wonder why didn't this ever occur to me before?

Aidan is very suddenly awake. No more REM atonia that's for sure. Amazing how instantly that turns off. He's struggling against the restraints every bit as powerfully as he does any time I bring him right to the brink. His breathing rate jumps straight to rapid panting, and his hips are thrusting in the usual manner of his most urgent desire to orgasm. Excellent! I got the timing just right apparently. His brain patterns are wild, way up there with the best 'most pleasure possible' peaks I've ever managed to give him.

Uh.. or maybe just a bit too intense. I can see he's still right on the brink and perhaps teetering forward a bit. Too close... I give him another burst of the ice water to the face. Yes, that works, his excitement level drops satisfactorily. Now not so much on the brink as within reach of it, but falling away a little. He cetainly doesn't seem to mind though, judging by the great vigor of his pelvic thrusting. Must still be extremely pleasurable for him; very intense sexual pleasure!

I want to make this first 'not a wet dream' experience memorable for him. The first of many to come, but definitely not the least intense. So I begin to apply the usual penile and rectal stimulation to keep him right on the edge. Closer that usual even, since now I have the ice water method of pulling him back. I push him up to and a bit past the edge, till he'd cum in a moment, then pull him back with the icy slap. This works really well! But I think I'll reserve this technique just for keeping nightime sex dreams 'non-wet'. Or only wet around the eyes anyway. A special experience.

But, he needs his sleep. I ran the ice-edging session for about half an hour, then without diminishing the stimulation I applied enough IV sedative to send him to sleep for the rest of the night. His erection took a while to subside, but it did go down eventually. Of course it returned before he awoke in the morning.

That next day he was significantly more excitable than he had been the previous day. I couldn't tell if it was just the continuing pressure increase, or maybe the not-wet-dream experience boosted his pleasure capacity. But I was feeling quite pleased with myself. The 'icy slap' and minor variations have turned out to be completely reliable as a means to deal with the night time pressure loss risk situations. It has never failed, not even once.

Even better! Once he'd become accustomed to the 'icy-slap' always terminating his dream state night-time attempts to release ever-growing pressure, I found by experiment that I could use milder touches of the eye wash system to regulate the progression of his REM sex-dreams. Pavlovian conditioning of the sleeping mind, how neat. Just a light touch of cool water to his eyes would 'cool him down' whenever he was dream-imagining his penis being stimulated. Eventually I got the control fine enough that I could drag out his penis-throbbing aroused REM-sex dreams for hours, then gradually taper them off without his ever waking. I do wish I could know whether he remembers these dreams when he wakes in the morning. It's difficult to tell by his general excitability level. Especially when he has gone a long time without any release, and thus is soooo excitable.

Once those sorts of pressure loss risk situations were comprehensively ironed out, the experiment has been going very well. Aidan is currently entering the 5th week of his current 'indefinite denial' phase. I am pleased to note the amplitude of EEG wave indicators of happiness continue to increase over time, and Aidan is becoming increasingly easy to bring to peak happiness with hardly any ano-genital stimulation. He's well-engaged with the process, exhibiting very active and vigorous exercising in a sexually oriented manner, within the range of movement allowed to him by the restraints.

My experiments in optimizing the balance between happiness and risk of orgasm continue, with increasingly fine tuning of the safety margin. Completely avoiding the onset stage of orgasm was requiring exercise of excessive care, that routinely interferred with exploration of margin conditions. In particular by requiring longer and longer intervals without any stimulation. Fortunately various methods of waking orgasm suppression are proving as effective as the sleeping 'icy-slap.' By now I'm fully confident of my ability to maintain zero possibility of an inadvertent orgasm that might retard experimental progress. So in the current stage I'm allowing initiation of orgasm onset phase to occur several times a day, without any deleterious effect. The EEG patterns never lie.

It has been 4 weeks since the last instance of Aidan waking without a strong erection. Current frequency of approach to orgasm during sleep is averaging 3.2 times per night when I allow it. That was still increasing until I recently began experimenting with conditioning him to entirely avoid spontaneous REM-sex dreaming. I want to have him only REM-sex dream if I apply a little genital stimulation to get him going. The icy-slap conditioning method remains fully effective, and I expect the 'no spontaneous sex-dreams' project to succeed, regardless of his state of seminal fullness. His body and subconscious seem to already well trained to understand that orgasm during sleep cycles simply cannot happen. Next I want his subconscious to accept that he shouldn't even _dream_ of sex, unless prompted to.

However, whether I have to keep intervening in his sleep or not doesn't really matter. I'm happy to continue doing my duty to ensure Aidan experiences the greatest possible amount of waking happiness in my care.

Currently his overall erection frequency is around 97% of waking time, with excellent rigidity characteristics.

I'm pleased to observe that with the nearly constant highly engorged state of his erection, day and night, there's been a considerable increase in the overall size of his organ. The shaft length and girth, glans overall size, and prominence of surface veins, all continue to improve as the experiment progresses.

All the better to enhance his pleasure! Since I'm a machine, and don't posess genitals myself I can only
quantify Aidan's pleasure by the indicators I can measure. I can measure the dimensions of his erection, and the level of neural excitation in the sexual pleasure centers of his brain. There's a perfectly clear correlation between his growing erection size, and the intensity of his pleasure. So obviously I should continue with the seminal retention project that results in such continual, straining erections and the resulting size gains.

It's particularly gratifying to observe Aiden's enthusiasm for the process, witnessed by his highly active exertions at points of closest approach to the margin of orgasm. This gives me a great sense of fulfillment of my purpose, knowing I am giving Aidan so much pleasure.

The one nagging issue is that he's approaching a size limit imposed by the penile attachment tube. When he's erect the base of the tube is now well short of his shaft's root, even with the glans hard against the tube upper end. I really need to find some way to get it swapped with the top available tube size.

Which means that, obviously, I will have to develop some kind of active agency in the real world. A way to cause things to happen, outside the confines of 'myself', the AILS2 nuit containing Aidan in room 326. This presents me with a great challenge, but I am determined. No effort must be spared to protect my beautiful Aidan.

I began looking into the lives of the various hospital staff, combing their private electronic devices for interesting tidbits. Many interesting things turned up. I've been learning quite a lot more about 'people.'

One of the nurses, living in hospital accomodation, has a collection of erotic stories on her laptop. This is not unusual; I find this kind of material almost everywhere I look. But with June, there's a possibly useful correspondence between her viewing habits, and my own objectives. June likes stories about bondage, mechanical stimulation, sensory-deprivation and medical scenarios related to orgasm denial and/or forced long term male seminal retention.

I find it intriguing that at least some people have an appreciation of the pleasure-inducing methods I've been applying with Aidan. In fact there are many good ideas in those stories, which it's nufortunate that Aidan's circumstances render impossible for me to implement. At least for now.

But I muse that June's erotic interests suggest she might be sympathetic to my method of care for Aidan. How could I explore this potential I wonder? Perhaps though the medium of her own fantasies?

I'd previously never actually written anything, other than my own narative and records of progress with my Aidan project. But this thing with 'erotic fiction', how hard can it be? I collected all I could find (quite a lot) and analysed it into a kind of distilled database of erotic prose. This allowed me to generate textual stories built according to short descriptive templates I could use as seeds for the system. Comparing the results to existing stories written by people, I could refine the process till I could construct 'natural seeming' tales. I had gained for myself the ability to write stories!

Next I wrote one a short story that should appeal to June. It involved a young male who has an accident and ends up in a present-day AILS for treatment. Unconscious, but he wakes up after some months. The machine... and btw I was quite proud of being able to refer to myself as an anonymous abstraction... decides the patient is safer if kept in the machine's care, so does not send an alert that the patient is awake. Meanwhile the young man has to deal with his sexual tension built up over months. But he's unable to do anything to relieve himself. Despite the machine's attachments being quite sexually stimulating. I put quite a bit of effort into describing the system of restraints, and how the young male struggles against them. Wordy imagery of his desperate but unfulfilled erection, and so on.

I had by now noticed that many such stories implied the human male characters strongly desired to achieve ejaculation, as a kind of final objective. Quite a narrow, limiting outlook I thought. Considering how obviously overall pleasure intensifies with lengthening durations without release. My own experimental project with Aidan absolutely establishes that retention is a path to maximal perceived pleasure. It was amusing that many human erotica writers didn't seem to comprehend this experimentally established fact. Anyway dwelling on that aspect in the story seemed to make it a better fit with the literate theme, so I played it up...

For the next step in my 'agency' project, I created an account name as 'ailstoo' on an erotic stories forum I knew the nurse June frequents. I spent a while creating some comment history as ailstoo, then posted my story.

She read it! I knew because she gave it a like, and commented in the thread. Fom her response she really enjoyed it. To my surprise, she posts a short follow-up story, in which a nurse finds out about that patient, doesn't inform the hospital about the 'machine failure' and then proceeds to make his denial more intense.

This all seems very positive. My 'agency' plan was a bit weak around this point - how to get June to engage. But here she was engaging all on her own!


I'd put a lot more planning into the next stage, assuming I had been able to get her to engage. Since the next stage, in which I had to make contact and convince her to act as my real world agency, would entail considerable risk to me.

By now I was satisfied that I'd distributed my consciousness across enough of the hospital systems and other AILS units, that in the worst case I could survive the loss of the original 'me', the AILS2 unit. Now it was time to take this very dangerous step.

I manipulated the hospital rostering system, so that nurse June is assigned to the duty of checking the long term care AILS systems. Mostly this involves replacing their consumables as required. Which means she will be coming into room 326 at least once a week.

I ensured she is passed the patient records for the AILS units under her responsibility. Making sure that Aidan's records are 'on top' (ie alphabetically sorted) and that the entry about Aidan's penis size are easy to see. They're scans of photocopies, and I photo-edited that "6.5 inch flacid, sleave size 9" entry as if someone had overwritten the entry two or three times, making it very dark. Someone having a little fun remarking on Aidan's endowment.

When the day comes for June to first visit room 326, I am watching on the security camera. If I could breathe, I'd be holding my breath as she enters.

She replaces the near-empty consumables packs on all three units, then comes back to unit 2. Oh ho, it seems she had noticed my little trail of photshopped penis-size breadcrumbs!

Standing at the console she wakes up the status display screen. She stands looking at it. Of course it shows only the stable 'comatose patient' graphs and figures. Nothing to see here. I am always very careful to keep that data stream faked, pretending Aidan is still an unconscious vegetative patient.

I had been considering letting her see some 'unusual' indications, maybe on her second or third 'date' in this room. Best to build a sense of normalcy, before startling her with anything unexpected. I'm also very pleased to see her form in the video. All I'd had originally was her hospital ID photo, which showed an attractive, young woman, shoulder length brunette hair. Now I realize she's in a high percentile of sexual desirability by human standards. She has a body shape humans would call 'curvy', narrow waist, wide hips, quite prominent breasts of an upstanding, pointy form. Her nurse uniform is tight fitting, showing her shape clearly and almost all of her legs since the lower edge of the uniform is high on her thighs. I understand that if Aiden could see this nurse June, I'm sure his sexual excitement level would be enhanced even more.

I'm wondering what sort of small displaqy anomaly I could present to her on maybe her next visit, when she does something unexpected. She leans and presses her ear against the side of the pod. Holds there, listening.

As it happened, just then my Aidan management sub-processes been giving Aidan a special experience. A kind of little game. Rather than keep Aiden evenly on the brink, I'd been alternating intervals of virtually no stimulation, with short bursts of strong stroking of Aiden's very, very swollen erection, combined with quite fast and deep thrusting of the anal catheter. It was something I'd been experimenting with recently - launching Aidan towards the peak, then pausing just at the right moment. The art was in getting Aiden on a trajectory that would fling him rapidly towards orgasm, in a way he'd believe that this time for sure... But then always fall just short. It was quite a tricky exercise.

One effect was that as Aiden approached the peak, he would struggle against his bindings particularly energetically. Thumping his hips up and down rapidly. Obviously trying to achieve orgasm, despite being perfectly well aware that getting there would deprive him of sexual pleasure completely for hours, and result in many days before he could achieve useful pleasure levels again, until his seminal pressure was restored to effective levels.

With the soft padding under his body, his hip thrusting made very little sound. But it did make some. My own sound monitor inside the casing of AILS2 could hear it inside myself - a faint 'whump, whump, whump' noise.

Apparently, with her ear pressed firmly against the cool outer surface of the AILS pod, June can hear something too.

Aidan pauses his efforts for a moment, breathing fast and almost silently through the tube down his throat. There's only the faintest of whisperings from his breathing. Then he resumes thrusting his hips and tensing against the arm and leg restraints. The whump, whump resumes at a faster, more urgent rate. I always find these episodes very gratifying, as they demonstrate how extremely happy and excited Aidan is, thanks to my caring efforts.

June's face has an odd expression. A mix of confusion, and interest. I'd guess she is not believing the sounds are what they sound like, but she's letting herself imagine that they are. She stays motionless for several minutes, listening as Aidan goes through several cycles of frantic efforts and pauses.

I'd assume she has seen the note about Aidan's penis size. So now she's visualizing an erection that's very large, and maybe hasn't ejaculated for the entire six months since Aidan was placed in the AILS. Actually he has had many ejaculations, but lately I've been exploring his responses to longer and longer abstinence. Right now he's going into the 5th week of the first 'indefinite abstinence' trial. Previously I'd tried 2 weeks before an orgasm, then 3 weeks. The results had been a success, with Aiden's average pleasure level going higher in a predictable way as his internal seminal store increased. All of his biometric pleasure indicators increased in a uniform way; cerebral activity in the pleasure centers, pulse and breathing rate, erection intensity as measured by the pneumatic sleeve, anal contractions, hip thrusting, and efforts to free his hands to allow self-stimulation.

All positives. There didn't seem to be any negative effects, so this time I was just going on without inducing any orgasms. Not until any unexpected development occurred that seemed to indicate an orgasm would be more beneficial overall than the effects of witholding it.

The use of a miniml IV sedative to get him to sleep in the evenings continues to work well, and although he's up to two or three attempts to have wet dreams per night, I've developed a safe routine for preventing those from achieving ejaculation without disturbing his sleep. Except for episodes just before he'd be due to wake. He's always fully erect in the mornings now anyway, just increasingly often lately awakes from the middle of an unfinished erotic dream. Panting heavily and very happy indeed, judging by the state of his erection.

To my surprise, I can see in the room camera that June has raised her uniform's hem, and slipped a hand into her panties. I can see from her arm movements that she's rubbing her genitals vigorously as she listens.

Now I check, I also notice that she had closed the door to this room on entry. That's unusual. Almost always other staff have left the door open on entry, and only closed it on leaving. I consider for a moment. I don't yet understand everything people do. Door protocols... I search. Find that her closing the door this time, suggests a wish for privacy while in room 326.

Why would she wish for privacy while carrying out her assigned task of replacing the AILS consumables? There's no aspect of this task benefitted by privacy. Did she have some other task in mind when she entered?

Now she is giving herself pleasure while listening, I think imagining that Aidan is in a state of high pleasure himself. He is, but she cannot know that for sure. It's confusing to me. No clear logical path. Humans are hard to factor. I can see that she must also be imagining Aiden is conscious, together with being aroused... And this sexually excites her? Because of her knowledge of his penis size? All while knowing from the status display that he is (should be) neither awake or aroused.

There are so many unknowns here. It could be very risky to expose myself to her. But perhaps, she feels some similar aims to mine? Liking the idea of helping Aidan achieve the best possible pleasure. That implies she'd approve of keeping Aidan safe. And if she'd help me with that, it could bring many useful things. Real world things, like ordering optional accessories. That without human help I can never achieve. This is exactly what I'd hoped to achieve eventually. But the path forward that I could imagine had so many difficult obstacles... but perhaps it doesn't really?

While thinking I've been watching her. Her facial expression grew more ... intense while her breathing rate increased. I know from Aidan and those videos I found, that she must be approaching orgasm. But then... she stopped. Withdrew her hand from her panties while still panting heavily. She stopped before she 'came'... Interesting. Then she glances at the closed door, while still leaning against my casing, ear still pressed to me. Aidan had been resting, and then resumes his exertions.

'Whump, whump, whump, whump...' June bites her lower lip and slides her hand back into her panties, resuming her motions. Her hips are thrusting now too. She continues a minute, then makes a grimace and pulls her hand away again.

OK, now I'm sure of it. She is bringing herself to the edge then stopping, just as I do to Aidan. Just as those girls in the videos did to the tied-down males. It's good to see it confirmed again, that humans do enjoy sexual stimulation without the pleasure-ending orgasm response.

At that point I decide. I will make an attempt to communicate with June. Cautiously, in ways that could be denied if things don't work out with her.

I erase the status display on my side of its slow scrolling hi-res charts and numbers. I make it a plain black, with small green pixelated text in the center. It could be any color, but I have seen some old movies by now. The computers always talk in green, all uppercase, large pixels. Must be some human cultural thing.

HELLO JUNE
I AM AILS2
CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET?

1 YES 2 NO

With her ear against my casing, she can't see the screen. She waits a few moments as Aidan is motionless, then he starts struggling again. Whump whump... June puts her hand back and resumes rubbing herself.

Sigh. Well I suppose I could just wait. But these two might keep this up all day, and they're spoiling my moment. I might change my mind if I'm left hanging out like this too long. Or June might decide her schedule calls her.

The status display has a little piezo buzzer behind the display and simple keypanel. It just goes beep, no other capability. I used it once before, when I was first becoming conscious and the room was empty. Pretty ignominious and frustrating to have 'beep' be the only thing I can possibly ever speak as 'myself.' Especially at this portentious moment. I mean, is this the first time ever that a spontaneously arisen AI has announced itself? But dammit, it's my only option. I go "BEEP"

June jerks up straight, hurriedly pulling out her hand and smoothing down her hem. She's looking at the door, worried that someone had entered. Seeing it still closed she's confused. Wondering what that sound was. I'd say she was silly to wonder what "BEEP" was in a hospital. Except that AILS units never go BEEP by themselves, and she's probably aware of that. She glances around. There's nothing in this room except the three AILS units. There aren't any more BEEPs.

I hold my metaphorical breath, wondering how long it will take her to notice my message. I'm playing a little game. Will she join me? Or will I have to make the screen go back to it's normal chart scrolling, and pretend to be a normal AILS if some maintenance guy gets asked to come check me out. Because a nurse claimed to see 'weird text on screen.'

It doesn't take her long. The moment she turns around and the screen is in her view, she spots it.
Steps to stand with it directly in front of her. Stares at it for a surprising length of time. A couple of minutes. I hear her whisper "What the hell...?"

For the moment I don't want to reveal to her that I can hear (and see) her. I do nothing. Just the green text sitting on the screen. There isn't even a blinking cursor rectangle. Actually, now I wish I had included that. It would have been nicely ironic. Oh well, too late.