The Devil's Dog Walker
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I was the devilâ??s dog walker. All times of the day and night, he would call for me and I had to get the dogs and take them out. There was 5 of them, little lap dogs, always yapping and jumping all over the place. The devil was some guy from a movie I had seen before I went to bedâ?¦the current husband of Bette Midler in â??That Old Feelingâ?â?¦and he had all of the mood swings the guy in the movie had. Yup, the devil was manic depressive, lived in a huge Victorian house, had a Bentley, and a goth girl as his girlfriend. I donâ??t remember much except how much I hated walking the dogs, and that I wore glasses and a catholic girl outfit and pig tails.Images of me having sex with Swiz would splice in between my dog walking. We were in a red room and I had long hair and he had horns, a long goatee, and long black nails that he would rake down my back and cut into my skin. He was saying something to me while we were sexing doggy style, and the odd part was that he was giving me analâ?¦and I knew it was strange in the dream but I just went with it. The room we were in was steaming hot, and kind of looked like the inside of a volcano. I was wearing a lot of make up, which I donâ??t usually do, had gray eyes, and was wearing a red and black nightie. He turns me over and we do it that way, with him holding me down, laughing and grinning at me wickedly while I writhed beneath him moaning. Then we came and his face was back to normal and the room was back to normal, and he leaned in to say something, smile, and almost kiss me, but then I was holding the dogs again.
This time I was walking them around the house and there was a lot of snow outside and the devil was ranting about something and pacing around me, so I opened a window, took the dogs, and tossed them out of the window. The devil screamed and ran to the window, asking me what I had done and I just smiled and pointed. The devil then turned into Swiz and he turned his pain racked face to me and cried, â??What have we done? Why are you torturing me?â? I reach to touch him but he glares at me angrily and pulls away.
He jumps out of the window after the dogs and disappears into snow. I scream after him from the window and start to jump after him.
Then I wake up.
