In a grimy, fluorescent-lit motel room, the teen whores await their johns, their hearts pounding with a mix of fear and anticipation. The first customer arrives, a burly man with a wad of cash and a leer that makes the girls' skin crawl. He picks the raven-haired one, her price tag reading $100. She sucks him off, the smell of his sweat and the taste of his pre-cum making her gag. Then, she spreads her legs, letting him pound her tight cunt until he groans and fills her with his hot, sticky cum. The other girls watch, their prices dropping with each transaction, their bodies ready to be used and abused for the right price.