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Ogata stood above you, your head barely reaching his knees as you knelt on the ground. Your back was to the wall and Ogata’s arm was propped against it, sort of pinning you—but not really because you could easily crawl away. You just didn't want to.
Unzipping his fly, he revealed his limp, small penis. Its shriveled up size made you gawk in slight disdain. You felt bad for him. Such a small dick.. poor guy.
“I wanna hear you say…” He shook his wiener a little bit. “…please pee on me Private Ogata!”
You cringed in reluctance. This was met with irritation on Ogata’s part. In reaction to this, he drew back his leg and kicked you with force. His hard boots colliding with your stomach, leaving you gasping for breath.
Ogata felt like riding this high and in the heat of the moment kept kicking you. You could feel your ribs cave into his assault. Your body burned, but you remained conscious.
“Please.. pee on me.. Private Ogata..” you mustered the words out. Each word quieter and more slurred than the last.
“Good.” Ogata readjusted his stance and propped three fingers on his little kamuy to aim.
Starting up slowly, his golden stream accelerated and eventually let out at a steadily pace.
You sat there, taking it.
After Ogata finished his business, he shook off the remaining droplets of pee onto your face.
“Bye.” He zipped up his fly.
Ogata’s hand reached down to grab your face and mash it aggressively on the pee stained floor.
“Clean that up.” He remarked coldly.
And you did.