In the Office

After spending about 45 minutes looking for her car with a key fob and three parking lots. You find and retrieve the duffel bag. Looking in side you notice a French maid uniform and multiple forms of bondage. You zip it back up, and head for the Dean office.

You arrive at the office. The Professor, President, Secretary, and his wife. They standing in front the Deans desk. The demoness is sitting in the deans chair. Her feet on the desk confidently rocking back and forth. The Dean was naked in the corner eyes down legs spread open, and shivering quietly with fear.

"How are we going to fix this," she stated. "He can't stay in this position. This is the third time he's disrespected someone I sent," she snarled. Then she notices you enter. "Ah, my young protégé," she smiles sweetly. "We are deciding how to deal with the Dean. He can't hold this position if he can't control his temper. Do you have any suggestions," she asked?