"Descent into Darkness"

The sound of footsteps echoed outside her room, and Ashley's heart sank as she realized that Gerald was approaching. She tried to prepare herself for what was to come, but nothing could have readied her for the horror that awaited her. The door creaked open, and Gerald walked in, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Good morning, darling," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "I see you're awake. Don't worry, I didn't hurt the baby," he added, his eyes glinting with a sadistic light. "At least, not yet." Ashley's eyes widened in terror as Gerald approached her, his hands reaching out to caress her swollen belly. "You're my baby machine, darling," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. "And I will keep getting you pregnant, over and over again, until you're nothing but a shell of your former self." Gerald's hands closed around her throat, his fingers digging deep into her skin. Ashley's eyes bulged as he began to choke her, his grip tightening with every passing second. She tried to struggle, but her wrists and ankles were bound too tightly to the bed. "You're mine now," Gerald hissed, his face inches from hers. "And you'll do exactly as I say. You'll produce children for me, and you'll be grateful for the privilege." Ashley's vision began to blur, her lungs burning for air. She knew that she was running out of time, that she had to think of something, anything, to escape from Gerald's clutches. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw only hatred and contempt staring back at her. Gerald's grip relaxed, and Ashley gasped for air, her throat throbbing with pain. She coughed and wheezed, her body trembling with fear. Gerald's smile grew wider, and he leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're going to make a wonderful mother," he whispered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it." Ashley's eyes filled with tears as she realized the true extent of her nightmare. She was trapped in a living hell, and she didn't know if she would ever escape. Gerald's laughter echoed through the room, a cold, mirthless sound that sent shivers down her spine. As he turned to leave, Ashley knew that she had to act fast. She couldn't let Gerald continue to torment her, to use her as a breeding machine for his twisted desires. She summoned every last ounce of strength she had, and began to think of a plan, a plan to escape, to survive, and to bring Gerald to justice.