Getting answers in all the right ways

[Taskmaster12]

Watching her face Noloty could see Yoko trying to scrounge something up before she could spit at her. And reacted accordingly by just putting herself out of harms way. “Wow so original there would never have seen that coming. What movie you steal that one from?” Noloty was just about done here, both because she could see Yoko was struggling to take much more and because Noloty was getting tired and annoyed. Winding back her weapon of choice. “Well then we might as well finish things up before you hack your lungs out.” Noloty would start swinging for the fences hitting Yoko’s belly as hard as she could and pretty fast leaving her little room to talk and try to send her out.

[ragaz]

Yoko couldn't really see the results of her spit, but it seemed that it missed, judging from the kidnapper's reaction, that is.
"Not sure, but when I get my hands on you, it's definitely gonna be 'die hard' and I'm gonna be like 'yippee ki-yay, motherf..' ghuaaaghck! Aaarrgghh!! Ooughnn! Aaaghhh!" Yoko screamed in pain like CJ. But with every blow and every scream, more and more air would be punched out of her system and eventually, with a sudden lack of oxygen, Yoko would just black out, which would become evident after one or two following blows, which would not result in any reaction.

[Taskmaster12]

Noloty kept going pounding Yoko’s belly until the redhead stopped screaming and soon she might as well have been hitting a sack of potatoes. After a few more non responsive wacks she realized there was no way Yoko was faking it or even awake. “Only learned a few things for my troubles. But it does prove her working theory on the loose nature of management here, so long as something makes money it has value, huh.” She dropped the bat and rubbed her sore hands. “Damn stubborn bitch, and such a foul mouthed punk as well. You’d think she’d have a bit more grace when your trapped like that. Lucky her we weren’t interested in anything worse the. What we wanted.” Noloty would go to undo her chains so she or bring Yoko over her shoulder giving her a firm slap on the ass. “Not to worry your worth is wasted you won’t have to hear from us again. Though knowing you, you don’t appreciate that fact. Oh well.” Noloty would bring her to her car and drive her back to LAW headquarters and near there hospital. Once she got there she would pull Yoko out of the car and gently place her on the bench.

Noloty pulled out Yoko’s phone and called the paramedics so they would come get her but give Noloty enough time to not be at the scene when they arrived. Cant get caught now Afterall. Grabbing Yoko’s face she would keep it steady for the moment. “Your bike will be reported in the morning, probably around the time you wake up from this beating, shame about the accident that you hobbled all the way here before collapsing. But at the very least you won’t be crippled just s bit traumatized. Such a shame you’re really pretty.” Just because Noloty would lean in and give Yoko a gentle kiss on the lips before backing off and finally taking the blindfold from her, she was still out of it so it didn’t matter. She went back to her car and before leaving blew Yoko a kiss and some parting words. “ Vejo você em torno das coxas do trovão”

[ragaz]

Somewhere deep down, Yoko was glad that she got knocked out, though her pride wasn't. The human body wasn't built to take many blows from a weapon and at this point there were definitely some cracks on her bones and some serious marks on her body.

The next thing that Yoko remembered was a weird sensation on her lips that slowly, really slowly woke her up. Yokos eyes opened slowly, it was all foggy for her, but the first thing that she saw was a woman walking away from her, saying something in a language that sounded kinda Spanish? No, latin-like? The woman got in her car, but in her state, Yoko couldn't make out anything of the car, but she could tell that the woman had a nice butt.

Yoko tried to move and say something, but it only resulted in a groan and Yoko grabbing onto her side that hurt like from every motion that she took. "Ghhk damnit..." The woman was long gone and strangely, the ambulance showed up which took her to the hospital, where she had some confusing conversations with the doctors and the police. Yoko asked where her bike was and the police reported that the bike was found some distance away from where Yoko was found. Judging from the type of injuries on Yoko, damage on the bike and the claims of the anonymous 'witness', it was concluded that Yoko, late in the night, got intoxicated, drove home, fell off her bike, walked some distance and dropped unconscious. The fact that she wasn't wearing a helmet didn't help her case, nor did the stories about a woman with a nice butt. The police thought she was trying to shift blame to avoid responsibility and Yoko was getting livid...