Yes

You somehow manage to stop, frustrated yet frozen in place, your hand still placed on your {if@ Male==true}cock, its orgasm ruined, as cum drips out of it in spurts{else}clitoris, your body still craving the orgasm it's been denied{endif}.

"Well, well, my angel," Amy says, sliding her hand out of her panties, as she stares at you kneeling in front of her, while you're remaining as still as you possibly can. "It seems my display left you unmoved." She kneels down in front of you, so your eyes are level. "Let's see how good a statue you can be."

Her hand starts to stroke your cheek, but you continue not to react, and then she slaps you, hard.