Raised by my mother and grandmother, I was never able to get away with much. They both agreed on swift and immediate punishment, so the wait time between my being naughty and my punishment was almost instantaneous. My grandmother would at least ask for my side of the story before yelling at me. My mother was more the spank first, ask questions later type. She often discovered I was innocent afterwards, but that never prompted an apology. One time I woke up from an afternoon nap being spanked. I must have been twitching in my dreams so she thought I was faking and administered the swats. When I convinced her that I had been fast asleep she said it was for all the other times I had fooled her. We went through a spell where I got one or two spankings a day, so the one day I made it until bedtime without one, I mentioned it. She grabbed me and swatted my bottom twice for sassing her. Oddly, the spankings eased up after that. Neither one cared about my privacy or self-esteem,