Vanessa resists

The sensation Vanessa feels is intense yes, but the pain is terrible, but she knows this is wrong, she knows she doesn't want this. She's tried touching herself before, she hated and then and quite frankly despite being touched so much now she still hates it, the pleasure isn't enough to override her anger and pain. So Vanessa pushes his hand off and pushes him back. This proves effective, since the ground is still wet, he slips backwards and falls into the glass door with a hard thud that swings it open and knocks him out.

Vanessa runs out into her room, dripping wet, tingling all over, yet she pushed through it to keep moving. She needs to put clothes on, though she obviously has no towels. Annoyed at the extra laundry she'll have to do, but **** to protect herself, she dries herself quickly and sloppily with a blanket. She then gets dressed as fast as she can, unfortunately for her since she was still so wet her clothes were an even tighter squeeze than usual. Her bra was partially see through under her shirt, and her nipples were poking through her bra since the stimulation from earlier did arouse her slightly. Not enough to break her, but enough to cause a slight issue.

Her mind races, now in the living room, she wonders if she should call the cops, or if she should attempt to remove him herself, or if she should just run to a friend's house, maybe Tori's.