Chapter 3: Manual Spitting With Charmaine

... Carrie continued into the oven. As her clothing started to burn and the flames licked her skin the searing pain made her wonder if going to all that effort and expense to self administer was really worth it - how much pain did shooting herself in the pussy really save. Perhaps the scenario in the other video might not have been so bad...

“Hi and welcome to the last in the series of ‘Benefits World’. I’m Charmaine and in the series so far we have covered some of the things that are most important to those of us that have to live on benefits including ‘How to designer clothe your children on a budget’, ‘How to obtain the best deal on smuggled hand rolling tobacco’, ‘How to get the best subscription TV deal’ and ‘How to make a bit on the side dealing drugs’. In this fifth edition we will be looking at what you need to do if you get called for meat service.” Said Charmaine introducing the ultimate episode.

Charmaine continued her introduction. “Meat service can have quite a significant impact on a typical family dependant on benefits. Not only is there the imminent loss of the only parent in the family to consider, but as soon as someone is selected for meat service that person’s benefits are immediately suspended so it is usually a time when some innovation is required to make a bit of cash. Some of the earlier episodes may help you with this if you have not already seen them. The last thing you want is for your satellite telly to go off line due to non-payment while you are waiting for your attendance date.”

Charmaine briefly paused for breath as the camera zoomed out to reveal she was wearing a sweat suit. “To get started I am going to talk about what you are going to wear. If you are like me and only ever wear sweats, leggings or your pyjamas you are going to have to think again. The rules require that you attend wearing a dress or skirt, so you’re going to have to smarten up. Any skirt will do so whatever you have at the back of the wardrobe should be O.K., but bare in mind you are going to need to wear it to the preparation classes too, so you might want to find something that is not too embarrassing. A skirt is a skirt and there are no hard and fast rules, but if you are showing more than a quarter of your arse cheeks you might get sanctioned two hundred quid and have to put on a regulation dress when you check in.”

The video jumped ahead and now Charmaine was wearing her favourite clubbing skirt. “If you are a big girl like me with an ample lard-arse you can easily be caught out if you are wearing a tight skirt and it rides up.”

The video fast-forwarded as Charmaine jiggled about and tried to keep her skirt pulled down, adequately demonstrating that it was hard to hide her vajazzle as well as her ample arse.

Now sweating Charmaine went on. “So, think carefully when you choose your skirt! There is a tip to get a smart skirt for free if you don’t have one. I don’t normally look to the job centre as a supply of clothing, but a good tip is those zero-hours contracts they are always trying to get you to take, you know, those ones, that’s right, usually come with a uniform. All you have to do is sign up, get fitted for your uniform, and you just have to be busy in the unlikely event that they offer you any hours. Now, key to this they have to offer you a skirted uniform. Result hey!”

Video jumps to Charmaine now squeezed in to a smart parking attendant’s uniform with a blazer, knee length skirt, smart shoes and black stockings. “I can’t say I feel comfortable in this, but it is nice quality for free!”

Back in her clubbing skirt Charmaine made her way up the community centre drive and turned to the camera. “It is a statuary requirement to provide support services for anyone participating in the meat service. Today there is a class here for those taking the default manual spitting path. Let’s face it there is not much chance of our benefits running to self administration or buying a substitute! If you take the default path you can be sanctioned for not co-operating and if the maids need to get assistance while spitting you, so it is worthwhile taking the training to make sure you are ready when the time comes. Let’s go in and see what is happening.”

Charmaine walked inside, wiggling her ample arse as she went and remembering to pull her skirt back down once it had ridden up to expose the bottom of her cheeks. The hall was busy with women performing a variety of activities, most wearing a variety of uniforms and some like Charmaine in tiny clubbing outfits.

Charmaine continued her narration. “First we need to be fit. My usual workout does not extend beyond reaching for the Proseco or Sky remote, but for meat service we need to have good strength in our thighs and legs. If you can do a bit of pole dancing you will be well on your way, but for the rest of us step and cross training should get us there.”

Charmaine joined the group doing step aerobics. The video fast forwarded until her five minute session was finished and slowed just in time to see Charmaine now dripping with sweat pulling her skirt back down to hide her vajazzle.

Charmaine continued. “Well, that’s the exercise out of the way. For the next bit I am going to show you we have a genuine spitting bench just like the one you will use on the day. I have actually been looking forward to this bit, I don’t think there is any girl here that does not like having something long and fat shoved up her pussy.”

Charmaine goes over the one of the spitting benches. “You can see that it is little more than a table really with a couple of handles on the sides here to hang on to...”

Charmaine points to the handles sticking out like cow horn handle bars from the side of the bench before pointing at the spitholder assembly at the foot of the bench. “ ... and this is the spit holder. It is a ratchet mechanism that only allows the spit to go one way, so you can push as hard as you like against it and it is only going to go one way - up your pussy. Fun hey?”

Charmaine grinned and picked up a training spit. “This is a training spit. The one you will use on the day is just plain stainless steel, but this one has marked zones on it to help with training to get the perfect insertion. There will be maids around on the day to help with the insertion, but you do only have ten minutes to spit yourself, so you don’t want to be messing about risking getting sanctioned because you have stuck it in wrong or spent too long trying to find your hole. The first ten inches are yellow, and we all know we can get that much in...”

Charmaine smiled a big beaming smile and the cameraman could be heard laughing too.

Charmaine continued. “Here though ten inches is not enough. We need to be able to get the spit through our cervix and in to our uterus, so we need to be able to take the red section too. If we get the red section in without causing bleeding we have done it right, and we can keep going until we get it as far as we dare.”

The trainer in her smart black maids uniform intervened. “Right Charmaine, if you would like to jump up on the bench and lie on your back for me please.”

“What me? You want me to demonstrate this?” Asked Charmaine.

The trainer nodded.

“Looks like they have right stitched me up here. It was bad enough doing the aerobics. O.K.” said Charmaine with resignation.

Charmaine climbed on to the bench while the trainer put the training spit in to the ratchet assembly.

“Open wide.” Said the trainer.

“I don’t think she wants me to open my mouth, well not yet anyway.” said Charmaine.

The camera moved round to the foot of the bench to get a clear view of Charmaine’s pussy as she laid back with her legs apart.

“O.K. Hold the handles.” The trainer commanded as she pushed the training spit slowly forward into Charmaine’s pussy.

The trainer pushed it in until the yellow section was inside.

“Is that comfortable?” The trainer asked.

“Yes, nice!” answered Charmaine.

“Want to see how much we can get in?” asked the trainer.

“Yeasss.” Answered Charmaine with some trepidation.

“O.K. then. Here goes, just let me know when you feel some discomfort.” Said the trainer as she began to push the spit in further.

“Owwww!” Cried out Charmaine.

The trainer stopped pushing. “Thirteen inches. Not bad. Looks like you have already been giving your pussy some training.”

Charmaine blushed.

The trainer released the ratchet and pulled the spit out so that some of the yellow was showing again.

The trainer continued with her instruction. “Well, that is not quite what we need to do. We need to get the spit in to the cervix, so I am going to hold the spit here, and I need you Charmaine to position your cervix on the end of the spit, and we will see if you can take all of the red section. That is twenty inches, so if it all goes in we know it is going the right way.”

Charmaine started to wriggle about, pushing herself up and down the spit trying to work it into her cervix.

“This is not easy you know.” Said Charmaine, still wriggling.

The trainer intervened and stuck her hand into Charmaine’s pussy, extending three fingers to reach her cervix. “O.K. just relax a minute and I will get it in place.”

The trainer fiddled around inside Charmaine’s pussy for a few seconds. “Right, it is there now and ready to go. Can you feel it? Can you feel the tip of the spit in your cervix?

“Oh, so that is where my cervix is. Yeah, I can feel that.” Said Charmaine.

The trainer fiddled with the ratchet and pulled the spit out a few inches. “O.K. Now you know where it needs to go I want you to hold the handles tight and manoeuvre your pussy around the spit so that it centres in your cervix.”

Charmaine wriggled about a bit and after about a minute she said. “I think it is there now.”

The trainer popped her hand back in to Charmaine’s pussy. “Yes, spot on. Easy when you know how.”

The trainer withdrew her hand. “O.K. Now for the next bit. Just use the handles to pull yourself down on to the spit. As you come back up grip the spit with your knees to pull it up with you, then pull yourself down again. Can you do that?”

“I think so.” Said Charmaine.

Charmaine started to pull on the handles. “Here goes, its sliding in. Grip the spit ... and ... back.”

The ratchet clicked as Charmaine pulled the spit through and Charmaine pulled on the handles again, taking all of the red part of the spit. “Mmm. It feels nice being so full. I could get used to this. It is getting a bit harder to push now - am I there yet?”

“Not quite.” Said the trainer. “Just a bit more, nice gentle pressure and it will go quite suddenly, then you can stop.”

Charmaine continued to pull. “It feels like it is poking in to me, I can feel it in my stomach! Ughh!”

Charmaine suddenly slid along the spit and stopped pulling.

“That’s enough. Was not so hard was it? I’ll take the training spit out now.”

The trainer released the ratchet and withdrew the spit. The end was bloody and a trickle of blood ran out of Charmaine’s pussy.