[Awamikuya (Awamiku)] I'm No Match for a Master Witch 2 [Black Grimoires]

A young apprentice witch dangles helplessly by her bound wrists, blushing and bewildered as writhing tentacles coil around her small body and coax out feelings she admits she's never felt before. Once the magical ordeal leaves her sprawled and aching, her dark-skinned, big-breasted master appears with a tiny vial, purring that she'll take all the pain away. The title says it all—there's simply no competing with a master witch who knows exactly how to unravel her eager little student.