She doesn't get caught, but she gets stuck...

As the footsteps stopped, she held her breath. "Looks like she went through the vents." "Eh. There's no way we'll find her now. Let's go." And with that, the footsteps started leaving. However, not before one of them seemed to bump into the brooms and mops. Kim could hear the chattering of the plastic and wooden polls hitting the ground. It even felt like a few of them hit the cabinet she was hiding in."Careful!" And with that, the storage room door closed. After a few minutes of waiting, she finally decided it was safe to leave her hiding spot. She used here bare butt to push the doors open, her arms still stuck in front of her. The doors were a little heavy, but it wasn't too much trouble to move them. However, she wasn't given much of a chance to open them past a few inches before she felt something fall and press up against her. Whatever it was, it landed right in between her butt cheeks. Surprised by this sensation, Kim released the pressure on the door, however the door still stayed propped open a bit as the object can be felt sliding a bit further down her butt crack. Her cheeks continued to glow red at this strange situation. She couldn't seem to strain her neck enough to see what was happening, but she could guess. It seemed like one of the mops' plastic handles was leaning against the door when she opened it, causing it to fall on her butt. Kim tried to think. "Maybe if I lift myself a bit, it'll fall to the ground." She slowly began to lift her ass up as high as she could in her awkward position. In doing so, the mop handle slid bit further down her crack, getting closer to her pussy. She tried to cover her mouth, but her hand couldn't reach and she let out an embarrassing moan. She continued straining her hips, waiting to feel the mop loose contact and drop to the ground, however its touch persisted as it began to hover right over her entrance. Her hips began to shake as she was getting tired from holding her rear up so high. Straining as long as she could, she was no longer able to hold it. Kim let her hips drop, and it doing so, the mop handle slid right into Kim's entrance, beginning to fill her up and forcing her to moan louder. There was nothing she could have done. The hard plastic rod now placed into her pussy, penetrating her walls with no way to stop it and no way to suppress her moans. Kim desperately tries to **** her hips back up and stop herself from being fucked by a mop, in the process feeling the poll slowly slide its way out of her. Just as it was almost out of her, her hips began shaking even more, her tiredness catching up to her again. Suddenly, her ass dropped again, sucking up the end of the mop, now going in a bit further from how slick the poll is from her juices. "OH GOD!!!" Kim can't resist moaning and, whether she'd like to admit or not, is getting turn on more and more at her situation. Never would she have thought she'd enjoy getting fucked by a mop. However, she tries her best to push those thoughts aside. With a cabinet above her, she was being prevented from lifting herself high enough to free her ass from the mop. The only way out would be to push further back and open the door with her butt, however that would only deepen the handle into her. After a few moments of thinking, she bit her lip. This was the only way. Slowly, she pushed herself backwards. In the process, the mop handle slid further into her, but also the doors began to push open from her cheeks pressing against them. As she pushed back, she felt the mop stop suddenly, unexpectedly pushing in deeper into her. She let out a moan. "Ohhhh!!!..... Fuck....." The mop must of propped up against the wall. With the doors now partially open, she started sliding her legs out, resting them on the ground. Now in this position, she started lifting her ass up as she tried walking back, trying to get the rest of her body out. Quickly, she was **** to reach her tippy toes, causing the mop to slide out of her a bit, massaging her walls. With her hands more free, she pressed them against her mouth to suppress a moan. Although she was able to do this, Kim could no longer hide from herself that she was enjoying this. Stuck in a **** position getting fucked? Simply the idea was getting her wet. With freedom in sight, Kim couldn't help but have some fun before she got free. Her impulses started taking control as she started bouncing herself on the rod inside her. She was practically humping it with the plastic pole forcing it's way into her. She bit her lip more and her eyes began to rock back. As she got close to orgasming again, with the aggressive motions and the slickness of the mop by now, Kim unknowingly lifted her ass high enough to set herself free. She was snapped out of her trance with the sound of the mop hitting the ground, causing her to bump her head on the cabinet. "Oww!" Lifting herself out finally, Kim stood up straight before looking down to inspect herself. She was now completely naked on her lower half and wet from being fucked by the mop. Blushing, she tries pushing her tanktop down to cover herself, but it can't seem to stretch that far. By pulling it down, it stretches against her bra covered boobs, causing her to show a bit more cleavage. She blushed deeper at her situation. Had she worn something longer or even a jacket, she could have possibly covered herself a bit more. Sighing, she lets go of the shirt and covers her front with her small hands, clearly able to feel her own dampness. Looking down at the mop, it was hard to believe she almost fucked herself with it. A shiver ran down her spine. Now bottomless and without much cover, what was she to do now?