In a grimy motel room, a teen whore awaits her john. She's on her knees, ass in the air, ready to fulfill her end of the bargain. The cash on the bedside table represents her price, her worth. As she feels the first thrust, she knows there's no turning back. The sex is rough, degrading, but she takes it, because she's a whore, and this is what whores do. When it's over, she counts the money, her body aching, her dignity sold.