He becomes the Sorceress's handmaiden.

The Sorceress regarded the Akkadian long and hard in complete silence. The assassin could see that she was contemplating his request carefully. At length her stern expression softened somewhat.

"Yes, perhaps I may have further use of your services Akkadian." She told him. "I am shortly to embark upon a journey. My enemies are many and are likely to employ various methods to strike at me and thwart my plans. An assassin's experianced set of eyes at my side would be of value."

"If you serve me well in this role then I would indeed count the effort and cost of restoring you to be well spent." The witch continued. "However in some circumstances the only companion to remain at my side without raising suspicion would be my personal handmaiden. Do you believe you can fill that role?"

The Akkadian had only the vaguest of ideas of what duties a handmaiden fulfilled. He was not going to miss the opportunity to win his manhood back however.

"Whatever that role entails I will perform." He declared. "I shall remain at your side until I have proven myself and earned my just reward."

"You will need instruction in the skills necessary of one of my handmaidens of course." The Sorceress told the Akkadian.

The witch clapped her hands imperiously and two young women came running from the back of the room to kneel at her feet. Both were beautiful of face and nubile of body, a dark skinned Nubian with wild frizzy hair and a Cicassian with reddish gold curls and bright green eyes. Both wore a simple white cotton breechcloth as their only garment and around each slim neck was a **** collar of polished steel.

"This is Minaja, a whore of the Al Areth guild and now my newest handmaiden." The Sorceress told the two women. "You will instruct her in her duties and see that she is efficiently trained."

The two beautiful serveants giggled and looked at the Akkadian with wide avaricious smiles. They eagerly nodded their compliance to the Sorceress's command and ran lightly on slippered feet to the Akkadian. Each seized one of his hands and with merry laughter tugged at his arms, urging him to follow. The Akkadian allowed himself to be pulled in their wake as they exited the room through a rear door.