Anna Teaches Manners by Buckeye (Tall & Statuesque Women vs Petite & Tiny Women 1-17-00)
Anna Kournikova vs. Chris Evert

Anna Kournikova drug herself into the interview room after loosing a third round match in the Australian hard court championships. Like any player, she was disappointed in her performance, but she knew that taking questions from the media was all part of the game. In the corner of the room was a TV monitor. Former champion Chris Evert was wrapping up her analysis of Anna's match.

The young Russian stopped dead in her tracks as she heard Chris say, "... Anna needs to pay closer attention to her tennis and less to how good she looks on the court. She is wasting great talent in my opinion. But, I guess that's what she's intent on doing...."

Anna's face turned red with anger. She had been putting in six to eight hours of practice a day, how dare that little bitch say that she wasn't working hard when she hadn't even bothered to find out. Ms. Kournikova turned and left the media room.

As she did a young girl working as an assistant stammered, "Ah, Ms. Kournikova, Ah, the media is waiting..."

Anna pushed her out of the way and said, "NO QUESTIONS!!!! I HAVE SOME OTHER BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF!"

Kournikova then made a bee line for the TV set.

Chris was finished with her work for the day and was ready for some dinner. After she collected her purse she turned and began walking down the hallway as she turned a corner she ran into what she thought was a wall. But, it turned out to be an angry Anna.

"Excuse me," said Chris.

"You should have thought about that before little lady," stated Anna.

"Uh, hi, Anna...."blurted out a surprised Chris but, she was cut off by the young teenager.

"You need a lesson in manners missy."

And with that Anna effortlessly reached down and picked up the little brat and tossed her over her shoulder. Chris kicked her feet wildly trying to break free of the youngster's grip. To no avail.

She beat her fists on Anna's back.

Again to no avail.

Chris kept screaming, "PUT ME DOWN, YOU HEAR ME!!!! I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS, I SWEAR."

Anna paid no attention to her pleas and neither did anyone else. At first glance it would have looked like a mother taking care of her teenage daughter. Little did they know that Chris was old enough to be Anna's mother. Chris also became concerned that her short skirt had ridden up enough to expose her cute little red thong. The choice of color was good though, it would soon match the rosy color of the butt it failed to cover.

Chris' ride didn't end until they reached the women's locker room.

Anna put her down and Chris attempted to adjust her clothes.

Standing right in front of the former champ, the 5'10" Anna put her finger under the 5'2" Chris's chin and tilted her head back so she could look into her eyes. Chris saw the anger in those eyes and she began to feel scared to death. Her breath became short and knees began to feel weak.

"DO YOU THINK JUST BECASUE YOUR ON TV YOU CAN RUN YOUR MOUTH ABOUT ANYTHING YOU WANT, HUH, WELL, I'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU LITTLE MISS, I'VE BEEN ON THE COURT FOR SIX TO EIGHT HOURS A DAY, ANYBODY IN THIS ROOM CAN CONFIRM THAT. BUT, DID YOU ASK ANYONE? NO!!! I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE STATES BUT, IN RUSSIA WE DON'T TALK ABOUT PEOPLE'S PERSONAL LIFE. THAT'S THAT MY BUSINESS, HONEY. WHAT I DO ON MY TIME, IS UP TO ME AND I DON'T NEED A LITTLE PIPSQUEEK LIKE YOU TELLING ME WHAT I SHOULD BE DOING. IS THAT CLEAR?"

After waiting a few seconds, Anna said, "I EXPECT AN ANSWER YOUNG LADY!!"

Chris mumbled, "I guess."

Anna fumed, "I GUESS IS YOUR ANSWER, WELL, THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH. IN RUSSIA, WE DEAL WITH THESE KIND OF PROBLEMS THE OLD FASHION WAY."

The big teenager removed her finger from Chris' chin and opened her locker and grabbed what appeared to be a Ping-Pong paddle.

"You little miss need a lesson in manners and your about to get one over my knee," warned Anna.

Chris screamed, "OH MY GOD, NO, I SWEAR I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN... I MEAN YOUR A GREAT PLAYER... UH...."

It was too late however.

Anna set down on a bench, turned Chris over her knee, skirt up, panties down.

She began to land swat after swat on Chris' cute little cheeks.

Announcing each time, "THERE'S A FOREHAND DOWN THE LINE! THERE'S ONE UP THE MIDDLE..."

After 50 or more of these, "shots," Anna was finished.

Chris was crying uncontrollably.

Anna let her up, grabbed her by the ear and marched her to a corner of the locker room.

She said, "Now, you stay here a while and think about what happened today and how you will be changing your attitude."

After about an hour, Anna walked over to Chris was standing, nose in the corner, still whimpering.

She put her hands on the former champ's little shoulders and said, "You may turn around now, sweetheart."

With that, Chris turned buried her head in Anna's massive Shoulder and began to cry some more. The teenager put her arm around Chrissie and escorted her to the same bench where she had tanned the little girl's hide only a hour before. But, this time she sat down and put Chrissie on her knee rather than over it. The Russian allowed the 45-year-old to have a good cry. Anna could hear Chris mumbling something but, it was drowned out by tears. Finally, the sobbing began to slow down.

The teenager patted the older woman's head and gave a little hug and said, "Alright, that's enough little one."

She then took Chris by the chin and directed her head in Anna's direction, "Now, remember I told you to be thinking while you where in the corner, now tell me you learned today?"

Chris kicked her feet nervously, afraid of what might happen if she came up with the wrong answer but, she knew for sure no answer would bring the wrath of Anna. Her feet, which couldn't reach the ground while she sat on the big girl's lap, kicked a little more. Anna was more patient than she had been earlier but, she gave Chrissie the look that meant she wanted her to get on with it. As Chris began, the tears started to flow again.

"(Sob) I'm very sorry, Anna (Sob), I really didn't know... and, and I KNOW I should have but, uhm, I had to say something and I, I ... just... well, I don't know, what I was thinking but, I know I made a mistake and I swear, I promise, I won't do it again...."

Anna interjected, "Is there more you want to say?"

Tears again.

"(Sob) (Sob), I won't say anything about your personal life ever again, I promise, can your forgive me?"

Anna stroked the hair of her little charge and brushed her tears away.

"Well, it's sounds like you learned your lesson, THIS TIME. But, you still need to have better respect for others, so here's the deal. I'll let you off the hook this time but, and I mean this young lady, you WILL respect me. In fact, in the future you will address me only as Miss Kournikova or Ma'am, is that clear?"

Chris nodded her head.

Anna, looking at her watch, which read about 9PM, said, "You may leave now but, it's straight to your room, and straight to bed, it's way past bedtime for little girls."

Over the next few weeks, Chris saw Anna a couple of times and was always sure to address her in the proper fashion. But, enter Martina Hingis

At an tournament in Hong Kong, Chris was standing talking to Martina, while Anna walked on to the court.

Spying the duo right away, Anna strode over and asked, "How are you, Princess?"

Chris answered, "Just fine, Miss Kournikova."

Anna put her arm around Chrissie's shoulders and giggled, "So, you've been a good little girl then, huh?"

Chris just bowed her head and said, "Yes, ma'am."

Anna patted her on the bottom and said, "Good, keep it that way and we won't have to have any more discussions."

As Anna walked away, Chris looked at Martina, who's mouthed dropped open.

"You let a 17-year-old girl treat you like that, especially that bitch?"

Chris said meakly, "Well, I don't want to but, I don't have any choice."

"Why's that?," said the Swiss Miss.

"That discussion we had, well, it was between her paddle and my butt."

Trying to hold back her laughter, Martina said, "She gave you a spanking?"

Chris then explained the whole story to her friend as the tears started to flow again.

"You poor thing, you can't let her do that. Hell, she might as well hold you prisoner," consoled Martina. "You have to stand up to her," commanded the young champ.

"What and get my backside blistered again! I'd like to avoid that if you don't mind. She's only about twice as strong as me," sobbed Chrissie.

"Well, I'll have to help you then won't I?" said Martina.

A confused Chris said, "She's strong then you too."

Anna's main rival for media attention then said, "Yea, but not both of us."

So, a plan was hatched. But, it would turn out to have some serious flaws.

Later, our little troopers Chrissie (5'2") and Martina (5'4") found Anna setting at a table in cafe drinking some water. They decided to put their plan in action. Knowing Anna couldn't resist picking on little Chris, they walked over, and sure enough it didn't take long.

Anna said, "Hi, girls, have a seat, uh, darn, there's only one other chair, well I guess little Chrissie there can sit on Mommy's lap, if she'd like."

Martina chimed right in, "HEY, you can't treat her like that."

Anna started to laugh and, "Oh yea, and who's gonna stop me, you two munchkins? ... Huh?.. what's a matter, cat got your tongues?"

Martina looked at Chris, who hesitated but, then came forward. The Swiss miss tried to grab Anna around the neck and put her in a choke hold, while Chris attempted to tie her hands together with some string from an old racquet. But, things unraveled quickly, Anna stood up and with one with one arm knocked Chrissie to the ground and with the other hand she grabbed Martina's wrist and with one smooth moved turned her around, picked her up and tucked her under her arm. She then reached down and scooped up Chrissie and tucked her under her other arm. It really did sound like a good plan to our dynamic duo but, now they were in serious trouble. Both girls kicked, and bucked and did everything they could to pry themselves loose. However, Anna didn't seem to even notice their failed attempts. She just kept walking till she arrived at her rented apartment, a couple of blocks down the street.

Once inside, the lecture began, "I hope you two got a kick out of that because I think a few minutes, your going to be wishing you hadn't tried such a stunt."

Looking at Chrissie she said, "Little girl, you been through this once so I'm sure you realize what's in store. And may be you've told your foul-mouthed little friend their too. BUT, I WILL NOT TOLLERATE SUCH BEHAVIOR. DIRTY MOUTHS, BACKTALK, DISRESPECT, NO WAY!!! YOU MIGHT GET AWAY WITH THAT WITH OTHERS BUT, NOT ME. I AM PRETTY SICK AND TIRED OF IT. AND IT'S GOING TO STOP RIGHT NOW OR NEITHER OF YOU WILL BE SETTING UNTIL THE U.S. OPEN!!!... AND AROUND HERE BAD LITTLE GIRLS GET THEIR BOTTOMS SPANKED."

Anna then searched out her equipment bag where she located her paddle. First she motioned for Marina to come to her side. She was soundly spanked, followed by little Chrissie. Both girls were then sent to corners.