In a seedy motel room, a nameless teen whore awaits her john. He's not just another client, he's a connoisseur of innocence, a collector of sex tapes. She's nervous, but the cash he waves in front of her hungry eyes is too tempting to resist. The room fills with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, her cries of pain and pleasure, and the steady hum of the camera recording her most intimate moment for eternity.