Yes and no.

Mary Jane had cleaned up and put her clothes back on before returning to the Kingpin's office. "So, are you going to leave them alone now?"

Fisk grinned brightly; to MJ, it was almost a sneer. "Of course. However, you and I should make another deal."

"And why the hell would I do that?" She yelled, crossing her arms.

He simply turned his computer monitor around to show her a very familiar scene. "Please, Mr. Kingpin! Give this slutty, cheating wife all of your cum! Cover me in it!"

She heard her voice and saw her naked body on the screen, recorded in pristine quality. "Wha—"

"I think we can come to an agreement to make sure this stays private," he sat back in his chair, watching the color drain from her face.