In the dimly lit room, the teen slut sits, legs open, pussy glistening. A stack of bills lies beside her. "How much?" she asks, her voice steady yet quivering with anticipation. The man, her client, counts out the cash, his eyes fixed on her young, untouched body. He hands her the money, and she hands him her soul, her virginity, her worth reduced to a monetary transaction. As he fucks her, she counts the bills, ensuring her price is met, her body paid for, her pleasure sold.