Dr. Crane

The scantily clad slut entered the guest bedroom fully expecting to be ****. Instead, she heard a kindly voice. "You don't have to be a harem girl when you're in this room."
Summer lifted her gaze from the floor to regard her savior. It was Doctor Crane.
"W-why are you doing this to me?" the **** star asked.
"Honestly? Because I think you're one of the most beautiful women in the world. I've thought that since I first saw you on TV. But I've seen how the world treats you. Shunting you from one half-successful show to another. What a waste. I want you utilized to the fullest of your abilities, always being your most beautiful self."
"Why are you letting her hurt me?"
"Summer, look at me." Summer looked at her master's hypnotic eyes. "Tara is a necessary part of the process. She breaks you down so I can build you back up. I can see how she's weakened you already. Soon you will be too weak to resist, **** for someone to protect you. I will be that protector, and you will love me."
"Oh," said the drunk, entranced Summer.
"Now go," Crane said. "And know that at the end of your time with Tara, you'll find refuge with me."