Yes.

To the Violet Vision’s personal disgust, the more she felt her hated enemy’s fingers rubbing and stroking across her g-spot, the more it intensified her pleasure. As recent and as horrid as the pain was, it was quickly becoming a distant memory. She even felt drool run down her chin and drip onto the desk, all the while her legs shook and wobbled.

"Mmm, see?" Fonzie asked, nibbling and sucking on the fallen heroine’s earlobe. "Doesn't it feel so good to be bad?"

The Purple Paragon could only cry out louder in response. She wanted to deny it with every fibre of her being, but she knew this felt too good to put into words. And it was only getting better with each second. Finally, she could take no more. With a scream, she pressed her forehead down hard to the desk and came all over Fonzie's fingers, her body shaking hard as it rode out the single most violent orgasm she'd ever experienced in her life up to that point. And, for Fonzie, it was a sight she enjoyed more than any other, seeing her nemesis so thoroughly dominated at her hands and made to like it.

"Now, was that so hard?" Fonzie asked, erotically moaning as she licked the blood and cum from her fingers, letting Starslip lay atop the desk in a panting and sobbing heap.

Starslip couldn't speak, her throat was too dry. Giggling a little, Fonzie pulled her up by the chain on her collar, **** her a little before the teen straightened her body out. The Psychotic Crime Boss then bit down just below the blonde’s neck, sucking hard on her skin as Cassie moaned lustfully at the sensation. The mobster then pulled back enough to look her handiwork over, giving the mark she’d left a lick.

“Mmm, mine,” Tammy purred in Cassie’s ear, letting her hands run across the 18-year-old’s body. “Say you’re mine.”