Re: Ctrl+V
One of the short stories in the Shadowrun novel Wolf & Raven features a woman from a similar bunch of jaded upper-crust hunters, who play out this trope on the streets of the Sprawl rather than in the wilderness. With cybernetic dogs to flush the game, no less.
Notable in that Wolf turns the tables on the hunt club, pointing out that if they don't cut it out and pay reparations to their victims' families, he'll tell every street-dweller in the Sprawl what they look like and what they've been doing, and start passing out hunting licenses so the riffraff can hunt them. Needless to say, everybody who survives at all on the Shadowrun streets tends to be well-armed, so the hunters back off rather than confront prey that shoot back.
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The Priests of Malar in D&D's Forgotten Realms setting have an annual ritual called The High Hunt, which involves capturing a sentient being and releasing them into the wilderness to be hunted for sport.