The Hunt for Hannik

I woke up with a loud grunt. My entire body was sweaty, the tent smelled like sex, even the light filtering through the tan tent seemed disgustingly saturated. "Every time...I gotta stop picking up desert chicks."

I found Daring sleeping, back to me and hips nicely framed. I put my hand on her side, making her tail jump as I pushed off her and got to my feet. I found my shirt, tucked myself back into my pants, and took my canteen off my pack. I tossed a tablet in and shook it around.

"What are you doing?" Daring asked, rolling over and watching me. "Gonna poison me?"

"No, babe I couldn't do that to you." I finished and passed her the water. "Just a purification tablet is all." Daring grabbed the canteen, sniffing it a bit before taking a swig. I started smiling like a prick. "Dumb ass." I started crawling out as Daring started to panic.

"What, what did you do!?" She dropped the Canteen and tried to scramble after me. "Wh-whaa...--" She tripped on the floor of the tent and rolled onto her side.

"Just something to help you relax. Don't worry about it." I peeked out of my tent and into the great expansive desert. "Just stay calm, we're only about a mile from the city, but a few hours to get lost should help." I tied my scarf around my head and left Daring flailing on the floor.

She sounded like a stroke victim as the fast acting drug knocked her out hard. "Yooou, fuck...traatur...." She flopped out of the tent and stared at me.

I pushed her back in the tent and zipped it up. "Take a nap Daring, you'll wake up nice and refreshed." I smiled as I walked off, climbing a dune and starting my walk to Tall Tail, the last pony city until you hit Saddle Arabia. It was a cesspool. A horrid seedy little shit hole that sprung up when humans started heading south into the desert.

People were always attracted to the idea of freedom, anarchy, violence, and the desert was the prefect place. No one would stop you, and all types flourished out here. From the bandits, to the adventurers, mercenaries, to shop keeps. It was a raw land, made worse by the introduction of guns and humanity. The normal folk always stayed back in the temperate lands, but we, the outliers, thrive in the harshest locations.

It didn't matter to me. I just needed money, and with this, I think I was good.

Minutes turned to hours as I trudged through the sand, foot after foot, step after step. I slowly made my way through the desert, over the dunes and towards the town on the horizon. My body went from refreshed and calm from my romp last nigh, to exhausted and drained as I walked through the sand.

But little by little, past the dunes and the scorching sun, I made it into the town limits. Greeted with peddlers and thieves I felt amazing at home. The smell of urban decay, sweat, and the sight of the scum of both races, filled the streets. Ponies, humans, men and women, the worst of the worst ended up here, straddling the line between two nations' jurisdiction.

I walked through the worn down road and headed towards the usual place. A worn down desert bar, offering everything from fine gin to cheap whores. But best of all, they offered rooms for cheap. I hurried over, passing a local group of thugs I knew and stepping inside. "Sand Blast, hey! How's the hoof."

One of the thugs looked up and flipped his muzzle to me. "Ey, Acco, goin' good man!"

"Glad to hear it! Should grab a drink when you're liver's not shit!" I jeered the gang, walking inside the bar and getting a whiff of body odor that could knock over a rhino. "Holy shit- stank shit!"

I Pulled my scarf over my mouth and pushed my way past the general trash to get to the bar. A girl with a cropped haircut walked over. "Hey Hannik, what's going on?"

I pulled over a stool and took my place. "Snagged something and got laid. Some dumb mare in a hat thought she was worth giving up a damn good score." I grabbed a glass from behind the counter. "I mean...she was a damn good score, but still, money is king."

The girl handed a glass to a couple ponies and leaned towards me. "Good pussy, good pay, sweaty ponies. Gotta love this place."

"Pffff, I guess. I think I'm finally gonna head out to Saddle Arabia and hock this thing." I dug my prize out of my pack and sneaked a peek to the barmaid. "Nice eh? It'd make a nice codpiece."

The barmaid let out a short laugh. "Careful, you'll hurt a girl like that." She poured me a drink and stepped back. "Well, send me something when ya get there. I heard they have flowers in pots and stuff."

I laughed and finished my drink. "Sure, flowers in the desert. How dumb." I threw the glass on the ground and stood up. "Listen you you scummy fuckers! I'm hiring Wire Tread to take me to Saddle, who want's to come along!?"

A group of ponies and humans cheered as I lead a group of the worst of the worst towards the edge of town. A graveyard of machines, brought to Equestria and abandoned, filled the back end of the town.

I felt like a parade leader as a horde of thirty thugs, thieves and heartless mercenaries towards the only working truck in town. "Wire! Get the thing started!"

A grey unicorn with a huge bruised eye looked over. "Hannik? The hell you want?!"

"You can get us into Saddle, right? You know the way?" I walked over, jumping into the bed of his truck. "I can pay, and everything this time!"

Wire looked at the crowd behind me. "Fine, cash up front, and only four a ya."

I turned to the crowd. "Alright! Sand, Tulip, and...whoever the fuck you are!" I grabbed a pony out of the group and pulled him into the truck. I settled in and pulled out a few bits. "Wire, here ya go man!" I threw the cash into his seat and settled in.

Wire started up the truck and settled in. "Right then, settle--'

"Wait!" A bright white mare ran through the crowd. "Can I come?"

I peered at the mare. "You wanna blow me?"

The mare put her hooves on the gate of the truck. "If that's what it takes!"

I smiled like a fool and kicked the unnamed stallion out. "Get the fuck in here then!" I helped the mare into the truck and started slapping the cabin. "Let's go, we're wasting daylight!"

The truck lurched forward, spitting sand into the crowd as we started off. "Ha, fucking shithole!" I screamed, leaving the town for good. "Fuck all y'all!"

Sand Blast stood up. "Fucking yeah- couhgn- fuck you!"

I turned to him, shaking my head. "Jesus man, you gotta get that cough checked out."

Sand sat down and relaxed. "We're going to Saddle Arabia man! Finally, gonna get all the mares, all the cash, we're gonna run that pl--" He stopped dead, hacking like he caught a lung full of dirt.

I laughed lightly and undid my belt. "One step at a time man, one step at a time." I grabbed the mare I had snagged by the back of the head and pulled her over. "Come on babe...let's get this started...."

The mare took her place between my legs and started teasing me upright. I relaxed, resting my hand on her head and watching the dunes rush past. "Wire, keep it steady man. Rough road head is god awful!"

I ran my hand through the mare's mane as her tongue teased my shaft, providing a pleasant ambient feeling to go with the desert passing by. It was making the other passengers a bit uneasy but I was reveling in the mare's sloppy tongue slathering my cock in saliva and sending a squishy heat pulsating from my head to my base.

I rubbed the mare's ears and closed my eyes as she hit a hot spot, making me groan a little as the tip of her tongue traced around the rim of my head. "Damn...way better than some wanderer."

The mare let out a soft hum, sucking at my shaft and pulling back. The feeling of her lips passing over my head was amazing. I let out a pleased sigh as she gently dipped back down and shook her head, slapping my cock against the inside of her mouth.

I held her head down, pinning her tongue with my tip. She closed her eyes and suckled softly, swishing her tongue around the bottom of my head before taking a decent load across her tongue.

I fell into a blissful haze as the dunes slowly got less and less violent and the sun started setting in the west. "Ladies and gentle men, whores, thieves, thugs and looters. Welcome to Saddle Arabia." Wire grumbled, taking us over a dune and into yet another vast expanse of desert. "Is it nice yet?"

I let out a soft groan as the mare squirmed away from me. "Fuck yeah man, it's fucking beautiful."