Beni Kokla

Don't speak. Don't think. Bring your face close to the screen like a hungry pup. I start with my feet. They walked, they lived... and yet you want them. You inhale deeply, ashamed of your excitement, impossible to hold back. Then I give you my ass. Not for you to touch it. Just for you to sniff it, like your nose barely deserves to exist there. You obey. You salivate. You degrade yourself. My breasts come after. You breathe again, harder. Your body reacts in spite of yourself, while your mind dissolves into your role: that of the man reduced to feeling, not to possessing. And then my underarms. Where your desire becomes really pathetic. You breathe in. You know it's humiliating. And that's precisely why you like it. I leave you with this frustration, this dependence, this delicious shame. You don't touch me. You don't deserve me. You sniff... and you thank you. Language spoken: French. No subtitles.