Mason seems almost bored at the prospect of taking on Rocky once again. "We both know how this is gonna go," he mutters before maneuvering the scrappy jobber into a full nelson and then a sleeper for what must feel like the millionth time. But somewhere along the way, Rocky has decided to put an end to Mason's dominant streak, and instead of succumbing to another sleeper, he slips out, leaving Mason surprised and curious to see what other tricks he might have learned. Rocky bides his time, and when Mason hoists him in a tight bearhug, he springs the trap, locking a front sleeper "kiss of de@th" on a disbelieving Mason. Whether it's shock at the reversal or Rocky's newfound skill, Mason never quite regains his footing, leaving Rocky to take charge for once and show off his heel streak. He's made a list of every humiliating hold Mason ever put him in, and now he's ready to return the favor. Rocky takes a particular interest in Mason's bulge, jamming his bare foot against the vulnerable package every chance he gets, then reveling in Mason's moans of pain. A punishing figure-4 headscissor leaves Mason dazed--and a little aroused--on the mat, and after planting a triumphant foot on the loser's chest, Rocky mockingly wishes him better luck next time. It's the kind of humiliation Mason won't allow to go unpunished. Watch this space for the rematch!
