Comet's World Tour- Come and get some! (Comet Debut)

*As he started to feel himself melt from both the constant pressure from Isabella's taut thighs and his inner manhood beginning to betray him, he considered himself blessed as they both rolled in tandem, forcing her to abdicate her position and attempt to regain her composure. This provided him with the opening necessary to crawl towards the ropes, clambering up them to beat her to the punch!*

"N..now it's my turn!" *He defiantly proclaimed, trying to rally the audience behind him as she began to approach. Noticing her stance shift from defensive to aggressive before his eyes, he transferred his weight to his back foot in order to elegantly evade her incoming sidekick, leaving Isabella open to his next move!*

*Lurching forward and upward, Comet viciously launched his knee into her ribcage as a way to make a statement to both her and her observing superior- He was not someone to be trifled with, and come hell or high water, he would leave everything he had in between the ropes tonight!*

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Isabella was nothing if not aggressive even when she really ought to try and tone her speed down, because the saying of go too fast and your gonna crash would hold fast and true as it seemed that Comet was starting to look like he was getting a grasp of Isabella's fast and hard rhythm in battle because the most loyal one would find that her blow there was wide of the mark.

What happened next seemed to move in slow motion there for the white haired maiden, because the next thing Ms Astley knew she was given a hard hitting blow right to the gut there! "Guah!" Isabella yelled as spittle flew from her mouth there and the wind was taken out of her lungs, sheesh Comet didn't hit like a simp there.

The most loyal one would stagger backwards and clutch at her chest there before falling to one knee, glaring up at Comet with a hissing exhale that could only stem from someone that was clearly taken aback by the sudden shift of momentum and paying the price for it. Certainly left Isabella scrambling for an appropriate comeback save for sitting there pondering how she could try to salvage this situation before it was too late!

*Realizing he was cooking with fire, Comet decided to act upon this newfound momentum before it was too late.* "Sorry I wasn't the weakling you were expecting, but maybe next time you shouldn't underestimate the likes of me~" *His voice seemed rather pompous, but given that the two were in the midst of a combative deadlock, it was obvious that he had something up his sleeve to even the most casual observer.*

*As he felt the wind rushing through his lungs, The Masked Marvel shuffled from side to side before suddenly dashing straightforward, making his intentions abundantly clear- He was trying to bulldoze Isabella into the nearby corner post through brute strength tactics, risking an all or nothing move to set the tone for the remainder of the brawl!*

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"Time for you to feel the impact!" *He triumphantly bellowed aloud, closing the distance at an accelerated rate as the crowd lurched forward in awe of what he was on the precipice of executing!*

Isabella couldn't believe that this was occurring here as Comet was able to turn the tables on the most loyal one and know she was getting made to pay the price here, The white haired maiden was gritting her teeth as Comet bragged there, with Ms Astley not even bothering to make a retort at him as she tried to get herself back into it with Courtenay yelling her to do just that.

But Comet was quick on the draw despite the battering he'd been taking through this match here and would barrel right into the most loyal one and pancake her right into the turnbuckles! "Grahhh! D-Damn you!" Isabella hissed out as she pancaked into the corner there with the padding doing little to help the sharp pain shooting through her spine there.

Out of desperation and reflex there the most loyal one would try to rear her right hand there and try to smack a balled fist right into Comet's jaw, in the vain hope that the himbo might stagger backwards a bit and help give her a breather as her spine and nerves shot up from being slammed around hard there.

*Pouring a tank of gasoline onto this roaring conflagration, Comet witnessed Isabella bounce from the monstrous impact, eventually catching her footing once she smacked into the metallic pillar near the far end of the corner post.* "You're made of sturdier stuff than I thought~" *He remarked with a faint smirk making itself known, trying to formulate what he could possibly do next. Before deciding upon a move however, he would suddenly feel an impromptu hook to his mandible, causing him to hobble sideways, dropping against an unoccupied corner himself.*

"Aahhh...damn~" *He fretted aloud, a maelstrom of conflicting emotions swirling within his exhausted brain- His blistering quick offense had been momentarily quelled, and unbeknownst to him, he was sporting quite the subtle tent within his tight fabric!*

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Isabella was thinking to herself that she was gonna need to ask Courtenay for a couple of nights off just to recuperate from the efforts of tonight, because Comet was being relentless in his offence like a goddamn meteor shower and bringing the most loyal one no end of misery here! The Brit was scrambling to try and recover only to end up getting smashed in harder than her and the servants on a Saturday night after closing time!

Still it seemed Isabella managed to get in a proverbial lucky shot as it were, because Comet was sent staggering backwards from the white haired albino. In fact right into a nearby corner there.........Feeling a desire for spite and revenge bubbling right back up inside her there the most loyal one would give an evil little grin, spurred on by Courtenay's urgings as the Machiavellian Queen would yell "Put him to the torch sweetie!" which was all the encouragement that Isabella needed to bolt it!

Taking a deep breath and trying to put the numbness in her back away for the moment, Isabella would seek to start dashing out of her corner and try to leap forward! If Ms Astley was successful the most loyal one would attempt to bronco buster Comet right in the corner and smash her thicc hips right into his face and chest as the Astley head maid would give this himbo a rough servicing in the process!

*Although it might not appear obvious to the casual spectator, Comet wasn't as winded as he was pretending to be- Rather, he was merely enjoying the view from afar, intentionally goading Isabella to try and charge towards him for a potential finisher. This plan, however, seemed to have backfired spectacularly as her master's words of encouragement sparked something inside of her!*

"Crap...crap crap...!!!" *Momentarily panicking as the view of his adversary gradually became too close for comfort, Comet scooted found himself on the receiving end of an enthusiastic thrusting, courtesy of Isabella's determination to impress her superior!*

"Gggnnhhhh!" *While the move in and of itself was incredibly degrading, it wasn't as effective or impactful as Comet was expecting, feeling a tingling between his legs that caused him to get slightly flustered from the constant rubbing.* "D..damn..you're...cute up close~" *He huffed through fragmented breaths, focusing on clamping his hands around her thighs for a potential reversal!*