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"Perhaps, Master," said the slave who had borne the torch, "as she is a new slave, and did not know better, one might, this time, omit her punishment". - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #809)

I had, I was confident, as all women, an instinctive grasp of its import. I felt that I had, thus, in a sense, understood it even before it was on me. Had I not considered it in countless thoughts? Had I not worn it in a thousand dreams? To be sure, it doubtless had many meanings, rich and complex, subtle and deep, which only gradually, bit by bit, as they were revealed to me, I might come to understand, and love. "Perhaps, Master," said the slave who had borne the torch, "as she is a new slave, and did not know better, one might, this time, omit her punishment". There was a silence. "Forgive me, Master!" she said, and knelt, her head to the stones, her beautiful hair upon them. "You will know better next time, will you not?" asked the pit master. - (Witness of Gor)