Yes, you do

You stand there dumbfounded for a moment, unsure how to actually respond. A part of you desperately wants to hold on to some last shred of dignity and say that you don't like your new occupation, debasing yourself every day for your new boss. You can't deny, though, that performing petty chores is an easy job, and providing him sexual relief in between your errands is not the worst way to pass the time. You aren't quite sure how much time has passed so far but it at least feels like your first day on the job has gone by fairly quickly.

"Y- yes, I do," you finally stammer in response. You aren't sure where to look to gauge a reaction, but once she is done with the paperwork two of her tentacles give you a reassuring pat on the back.

"That's good, hon. I think I'll be seeing a lot of you in the future."

You nod your thanks as her tentacles nudge you back towards the office you had just left a few minutes ago. The walk back is just as hectic as the first time you traveled this hallway, but now that your task is done and you know exactly where you're going the trip is much less stressful. When before you nervously clutched the papers across your chest and tried to hide yourself as much as possible you now keep your arms at your sides, your cum-covered, swaying bust proudly on display.

When you get to your destination you stop in front of the big wooden doors and stare at the intricate carvings that cover the entire surface on this side. The art stands out from the rest of your surroundings. The artistic detail is the only warm, homely element in the otherwise sterile hallway. Right when you realize you need to find the handles to go back to Master's office the doors open on their own, allowing you to step through and get back to your regular duties.