fuck her and win the immunity award

You thought about all of the outcomes from this match. If you try to grab Heather right now, she'll try to launch your watch over the top rope to her crony Lindsay. The moment of absolute confusion on Heather's face, when you hammer her luscious bratty pussy, would be completely wonderful. But you understood, you have to buy yourself some time to get out of this situation.

You consider your last idea. It was to kneel like an imbecile and beg for your golden watch. It could open up an opportunity at capturing a position in her inner circle or possibly ruin your chances in the game.

You decide to go with your gut. "Heather, may I get my watch back."

Heather smirks. "Good boy. Now fall to your knees and grovel for your goddess."

You love Heather's little powerful smirk. You settled down leisurely to your knees as you suddenly seizes her nearby ankles. She fell hard onto the wrestling mat. A loud sound echoes from the canvas. Heather's body squirm trying to get away while her fist throws the watch to the outside. You didn't have enough time to pounce onto the watch, but you did slither up her body. You came face to face with Heather's ill-natured face.