No.

…No, Cassie decided, looking down cruelly upon her nemesis. She had this coming. It’s time I showed her what it’s like to be violated.

With that decision in mind, the young blonde let out a yell, rolling her hips as hard and as fast as she could, the dildo piercing past the mob boss’ labia again and again. Finally, Cassie could take no more. With a roar, she stabbed the large, black, faux-penis as far inside Alfonso as she could and came, letting the last of the seed inside it rush out into Fonzie’s womb, enjoying the sound of the older woman crying out and cumming as well.

Stumbling back, the young blonde found herself falling into the mobster’s chair, watching as sperm dribbled out the Bewitching Mob Boss’ vagina. She panted and moaned, smiling weakly as she asked "...Who's the whore now?"

At first, Alfonso didn't say anything. She merely rested her head down on the desk. After a few moments, though, she started to giggle, surprising Cassie. She rolled onto her back, propping herself up a little so she could look into the fallen heroine's eyes. The blonde could see many emotions radiating from the mobster, but the one that made her insides feel like ice…was pride.

"...Felt good, didn't it?” Fonzie asked, slowly pulling herself into a sitting-up position on the edge of the desk, clearly impressed with what the teen had done. “Being bad? Being sick? Being…’wrong’?”

The Violet Vision’s eyes widened a little as she looked down at the dildo jutting out from her vulva. It was now soaked in my fluids. Some of which were hers, some of which were Alfonso’s, and some of which came from the semen that it had been filled with. And she’d used it to more-or-less violate a woman, even if she’d enjoyed it. What rational part of her still existed felt like throwing up, but she had to admit, in her darkened soul, she enjoyed doing it.

“Welcome to the bad side, lover,” she heard her nemesis whisper, smiling up at her cruelly as the mobster took a long drag off of her cigarette. “You’ll love it.”