Koppp's lens follows Christelle, a salope unbound by societal norms, through the lush landscapes of Bretagne. Her every touch, her every whisper, echoes with a raw, primal hunger. In the quietude of her home, she explores her body, her fingers tracing the path of her desires. The room fills with her moans, her pleasure echoing off the walls, as she loses herself in the dance of ecstasy.