"How much?" the teen asks, eyeing the wad of cash. "Four hundred," the voice responds, cold and business-like. The teen's eyes widen, but she nods, her body language betraying her nervousness. She strips, her young body quivering as she's inspected like a piece of meat. The transaction begins, her mouth filled with strange cock, her hands fumbling to keep up with the demands. She's a whore now, bought and paid for, her virginity lost for the price of a month's rent. She's fucked hard, her body bouncing as she's pounded from behind, her cries of pleasure and pain filling the room, her fate sealed by the crumpled bills on the bedside table.