"Hellooooo?" A snide voice resonated through a wireless headset, sitting on a counter next to a touch screen display. A dozen menus hid hundreds of buttons that allowed for hundreds of thousands of permutations of various coffee beverages. A small part of the display was dedicated to a camera in the drive thru menu board, that featured an annoyed cheetah girl who no doubt not understand the complicated beverage she was ill prepared to order, and would then blame a poor, overworked barista for not being familiar with whatever fad drink was trending on social media.
That is, if she ever got to place her order. She had sat periodically trying to get the attention of the baristas she was sure were ignoring her for nearly ten minutes. She was absolutely certain somebody was inside, and she was already mentally preparing her complaint for the manager. The coffee shop was busy and understaffed, but even then it shouldn't have taken this long to get a simple hello.
Entitled customers were normally the biggest worry of the employees of this wretched store that tried so hard to come across as fun and relaxing, but tonight the two baristas on duty had far more to worry about. A vixen in a green apron adorned with buttons sat on the sticky, unwashed floor, back to back with a squirrel in a black apron weighed down by even more badges and buttons. Both had their arms tied tightly to their sides, with ropes that went around each of their torsos. Just for good measure their ankles were also bound together, to completely negate any ability to escape. They whimpered and cried through their black uniform masks, which had been balled up and stuffed into each of their mouths.
Looming above them, a masked fox stood with his pants partially pulled down, rubbing his hard cock as he grinned and stared. The two girls sitting together scared for their lives was an absolutely lovely sight for the vulpine, though he was mostly focused on the squirrel. He had taken extra care getting her ropes looking just right, even tying the tip of her bushy tail up and around her neck. He thought she looked so sweet, and started to aim for her face. One hand on his shaft, and leaning the other on the surface of the prep table directly above them. Getting closer, and closer...
"HELLOOO!?" A voice rang out from another nearby headset, startling the fox. He just managed to finish, but knocked a container of white mocha off the table and right onto both of them, ensuring they were covered in two distinct sticky white fluids. The vixen hyperventilated, while the squirrel just began to sob loudly through her makeshift gag. The fox took a moment to recover, before stepping aside to grab the headset.
"We're closed." He growled into the microphone, though it wasn't activated. He spent a few seconds attempting to shut it off, before ripping the battery out and tossing it aside. He then turned back toward the vixen, grinning at her, and making her flinch.
"What an adorable vixen~" He mused as he grabbed hold of her hair, and yanked her up onto her feet. She struggled and shook her head as he put a hand on her chest, pushing and pinning her to the side of the large milk fridge. "Your boss is cute and all..." He muttered as he lifted her apron up and grabbed hold of her pants, and yanked them down. "But you're the prize." He stuck a finger in the side of her panties, and began to tug. "I'm still good for another round, and I can't wait to get inside of your-" He cut himself off as he pulled her panties down, and stared at her crotch.
"... folds." He looked perplexed, blinking as though he wasn't seeing right. He looked up, taking a closer look at the pins on the vixen's apron and noticing many of them had a particular blue, pink, and white color scheme.
"Heh, wouldn't have guessed. Having a dick ain't gonna save ya though." He grabbed the top of her head and a shoulder, forcing her to turn around before he pressed himself against her back. She let out a scream as she felt him penetrate from behind, instinctively clenching as though it might stop him and wouldn't just make it feel better. She sobbed and kept trying to thrash for a minute, before going limp, defeated as he held and violated her. He lasted for a long while, drawing it out as much as he could manage. He held her shoulders, claws digging in just slightly as he finally came, panting and squirting the remainder of his seed into her. He held her there, reaching around to gently caress her chin for a moment, before he allowed her to fall to the ground.
"Well, you girls were fun. I shouldn't overstay my welcome though." He turned to find the manager's office, a room with a small server rack bolted to the wall. Just like all the ones he'd seen before, he quickly spotted the security DVR and popped the hot swap hard disks out of the front with the pull of a lever. He walked past the girls one more time, chuckling as they sat and cried, before he headed out through the lobby, grabbing a forgotten drink on the mobile order pickup counter, and unlocking the front to leave. He took a sip of the over sugary beverage, glancing to the drive thru to see a line of cars backed up waiting to order from the traumatized baristas inside.