He slugged your ribs and gestured for you to concede. You obliged, a large magnum revolver came into being, hitting the floor with a thud. You'd been brought to him after your curious ability of being able to manifest weaponry from thin air, naturally Ocelot now kept you as a walking armory. Your hands were restrained but besides that, he wasn't particularly rough with your captivity. After his past slip ups he was worried about killing you during a torture session and loosing a valuable asset