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>The interior of the community center is dimly lit as I walk through its empty halls

>Not a huge surprise given it's almost nine in the afternoon, I have to assume their meetings start so late so the more nocturnal species could participate

>Nocturnal species have their kinks too, after all

>After passing room after empty room I finally make it to the only one that seems to be occupied, light spilling into the hallway from the window on its door

>A small stand sits next to the door

>"Maulaholics Anonymous, every Friday 9-10pm, room 265"

>How vague, yet at the same time I know this is right where I'm supposed to be

>After a deep breath I turn the knob and open the door

>I'm greeted by a group of people all seated in a big circle

>Anthros of all species, humans, men, women, it's quite a mix

>I walk towards the group and a bat woman waves over to me

>"Hello, take a seat right there." She says, pointing to an empty chair

>Assuming she must be the leader of the group I take a seat and patiently wait for the meeting to start

>Yet I can't help but look around at the group as I wait, a few of them chattering amongst themselves while others quietly look at their phones or stare at the ground

>A massive grizzly bear woman sits directly across from me, with her hands on her knees I can tell that her claws have been recently trimmed all the way to the nub

>Her body language practically radiates a silent sense of shame, it's easy to see why she's here

>A rabbit man in a neck brace sits next to a vixen, they occasionally share an awkward glance at each other, must be a couple

>To the right I see a human male like myself seated next to a female tabby cat

>From the bandages covering his arms and the subtle frown on his face it's safe to say they're another couple

>One too many cat scratches, I assume

>After a few more minutes of silent waiting the bat woman finally stands up and looks around

>"Hello everyone! Welcome to maulaholics anonymous meeting number two hundred and ninety eight. Just a couple more and we'll be at the big three oh oh! I see a lot of new faces here today so let me give a brief overview of what this anonymous support group is about. At maulaholics anonymous we aim to help people involved in what's known as primal sexual violence dysfunction, otherwise known as maulfucking, claw and blood play, or hardcore predator/prey sexual roleplay. This specific brand of kink involves one partner harming the other with their consent, with the pain inflicted turning into a perverse pleasure for one or both parties. This is most common in anthro/anthro and anthro/human relationships, though that isn't to say something similar can't exist in human/human relationships as well. Now a little about myself."

>The bat stands up and puts a hand to her chest

>"I am Vanessa Hugo, your local maulaholics anonymous representative. As you can already tell I'm a vampire bat, and like all vampire bats a vital part of my diet is blood. Me and my husband were both fans of a form of predator/prey roleplay in our sexual lives. We liked to turn off all the lights in the house, then I would 'hunt' him through the night, occasionally sneaking up on him and sucking his blood as both a form of pleasure and a way to get a quick snack. We continued like this for several years, until one night I, well, I went overboard. I had just gotten off a long shift and didn't eat lunch. I was so tensed up, so hungry, so frustrated with work, I needed some way to let all my stress out. So when I got home I immediately turned off all the lights and began chasing my husband around the house. It was fun for a while, but eventually I managed to corner him on the couch and began sucking his neck dry. I began drinking, and drinking, and drinking. It was a relief to finally have a full stomach, and what can I say? The chase got me all hot and bothered. So when my belly was full I wanted to have a quick fuck before bedtime. I saw he had fallen asleep, so I tapped him on the shoulder. But he didn't wake up. So I tried talking to him, shaking him, eventually screaming at him to get up. I checked his temperature and pulse. His skin was clammy and cold, his pulse teetered on the edge of being nonexistent. Seeing what I had done I rushed him to the hospital and with a quick blood transfusion they were able to just barely save his life. I'm sure many of you have a story similar to mine."

>She pans across her audience and I do the same, many of the members shaking their heads in agreement, she continues

>"I was lucky that I had not killed him, but I'm sure you've all heard of the horror stories. One clumsy claw is all it takes to sever an artery, one misjudged bite to pierce a neck, one sharp tusk to take out someone's eye. The thrill of the chase can be exhilarating, as can be the use of our natural hunting implements so many anthros rarely get a chance to use these days, but one should never disregard the very real harm one can cause, even if unintentional. Therefore, it's my job to help people prevent themselves from acting out on their inclinations towards harm, whether it's to harm someone else or bring harm to themselves makes no difference to me."

>She suddenly claps her hands together and looks around the room

>"So! Why don't we start off with introductions from our new members? Just give us a name and why you're here. And remember, you don't have to use your real names if you don't want to, this group is anonymous, after all. Why don't we start with you over there?"

>She points towards the vixen and the rabbit with the neck brace, they stand up and glance at each other awkwardly before the rabbit opens his mouth

>"My name is, uhhh, John." He timidly starts

>"And my name is Rebecca." The vixen says with a subtle annoyance

>"We're here today because of a certain, event, that occurred during one of our roleplay sessions."

>"What kind of roleplay?" Asks Vanessa

>"We like to do predator/prey roleplay. I'm the predator, he's the prey, obviously." Replies the vixen

>"Do you both get something out of this roleplay or is it just for one of you?"

>"It's just for him." She curtly responds

>"And what happened during this event?"

>The rabbit rubs his hands together and looks at the ground, his voice quiet and uncertain

>"Well, uhh, during the last session s-she cornered me on the bed. I wasn't quite ready for it to end so I told her to, uhh, grab onto my neck. With her teeth. And, then, you know, shake me around a bit."

>"As if she had caught her prey and was trying to kill it." Says Vanessa

>"Ya…" He meekly responds.

>"He kept telling me to shake harder and harder, until we heard a snap and then I rushed him to the hospital. My dumb rabbit of a boyfriend almost made me break his freaking neck." The vixen spits out

>"Now-now Rebecca, we try not to judge people's sexual kinks here. But thank you for telling us your story, I hope you all have a wonderful time with us today." She then points to the grizzly bear woman sitting across from me. “Now why don't you introduce yourself to us?"

>She slowly stands up and looks around the room, her paws hidden behind her back

>"My, uhh, my name is jenn-no my name is Jessica."

>"And why are you here today Jessica?"

>"Well, me and my boyfriend are into maulfucking. We like to bite each other during sex, dig our claws into each other's coats, leave clumps of torn out fur around our bed and bloody marks on each other's body's. B-but nothing permanent though! It's just for fun, a little game we do when we're both looking to let out some stress."

>"Is it for both of you, or just one of you?"

>"Both us of, but after what happened last night I don't think we'll be doing it ever again."

>"And what happened last night?"

>"We were both really getting into it ya know, really tearing into each other. I was on top and ready for some action, so I put both my paws around his neck and tried to align myself with his cock. B-but I couldn't really see what I was doing with both us moving around so much, so I moved one paw back to align him with me and tightened my grip on his throat to prevent him from getting the upper hand. It had been a while since I trimmed my claws, and I guess I didn't realize how long and sharp they really were, so I ended up nicking an artery around his neck. H-he just kept bleeding and bleeding, oh god." The bear wipes her eyes. “But thankfully we were able to get him to a hospital in time before the blood loss got too bad. So the next day I went to the groomers and had this done." She brings up her shortly trimmed claws.

>"I see, and how is your boyfriend doing?"

>"He's still in the hospital. He, uhh, he said we should start going to these meetings if we wanted to still be together. So, heh, here I am."

>"And I can't wait to meet your boyfriend when he's released from the hospital." Vanessa then point to the human with the tabby cat. “And how about you all?"

>They stand up together and the man crosses his arms, the tabby practically has her tail between her legs

>"My name is Nancy." She says

>"And I'm Michael."

>"And what brings you all here today?" Asks Vanessa

>"W-well, me and Michael like to do a little roleplay before we sleep together." Says the Tabby

>"More like she uses me as her own personal scratching post before bed." Spits Michael

>"I'm guessing you're not into it Michael?" Asks Vanessa

>He shakes his head

>"Nope. I used to let her do it since she seems to like it so much but after several months of these constant scratches I'm totally done submitting to her twisted little fantasy."

>"Fantasy?" Asks Vanessa

>"Michael please don't-“ The tabby pleads

>He cuts her off and speaks

>"She likes to wear tiger stripe pajamas and pretend to be a big, fearsome, tigress stalking her area of the 'jungle', as in our house. She'll stalk me through the halls until eventually I let her win and pin me down. Then she pretends to 'fight' me with her little house cat claws until she's all tuckered out. After that I have to take the reigns and perform for the rest of the night on a tired little kitty cat drunk on a power fantasy. It gets reeeeal tiresome after a while."

>The Tabby looks up as if to speak but then looks to the ground, ashamed

>"I see, and these scratches, does she ever lose control and cut too deep?"

>"No." The Tabby says with a deflated sigh. “I have to keep them short for my job so they're never very long, but even trimmed claws are enough to leave marks on a human's bare skin."

>"Thank you for sharing your story with us today Michael and Nancy. Now I believe you're the last new member." She says, pointing to me

>I clear my throat and stand up, quickly picking out a false name

>I then give a quick wave to the group before talking, seems like the polite thing to do

>"Hello everyone, my name is Ryan and I'm here today because last week the claw and bloodplay that me and my wife partake in got a little out of hand."

>"Can you elaborate?" Asks Vanessa

>"Sure. So first of all I'm the one that's into it. My wife, though she's equipped with sharp teeth and claws, has only ever used them at my request. I like it when she uses them on me, the feeling of her teeth grazing my neck, the sensation of her claws raking my skin, the whole thing is so, I don't know, erotic. Something about the restraint she shows when using them just makes me all hot and bothered. But I liked it even more when she takes away some of that restraint and uses the full extent of her body's implements on me. Scratches across my chest, love bites on my neck, feeling her take a claw and poke my soft underbelly with it, now that's the stuff that I really liked. She wouldn't always draw blood, but I never minded if she did."

>"And what lead you to come here today Ryan?" Says Vanessa

>"Well, my wife, she's got some pretty sharp teeth."

>I pull down the collar of my shirt to reveal one of the large love bites my wife left on me a couple weeks ago

>I hear a few oos and ahhs from the group as they take in the bite

>”Damn, what species is she? Lion? Polar bear? Wolf? She must be a real predator!” Says the rabbit man in amazement, he’s quickly silenced by a jab in the ribs from his girlfriend

>"You don't have to reveal personal information unless you want to!" Says Vanessa

>Feeling embarrassed I bring my collar back up and continue, dodging his question

>"So last week we decided to try something a little new. I would put food on my body and she would eat it off me. Simple right? Well I requested that she also bite me every so often to make the whole experience a little wilder, and she obliged. However, what I did not know, is that the honey I was using to keep the food attached to my body melts right around the skin temperature of a human male. So as she was working her way down my body the honey was melting and dripping down onto my crotch. Onto my penis, to be exact. So when she finally made it all the way down to my dick I thought she was about to stop, but, uhh, she still tasted honey and bit down instead."

>I see a few of my fellow males in the audience grimace and I put my hands up in response

>"But don't worry! I'm totally fine down there, just needed a quick trip the hospital and they patched me up real quick. Everything is still in perfectly working order."

>"Thank you for telling us your story Ryan, I'm sure it was hard for you to reveal something so personal. You can take a seat." Says Vanessa

>I sit back down and allow the rest of the meeting to continue

>The rest of the afternoon is filled with more testimonies, monologues from Vanessa on why allowing you or your partner to harm one another is bad, and a few good crying sessions from people coming to terms with what they did or allowed others to do to them

>When the meeting is over Vanessa passes out a few pamphlets to everyone and wishes us all a good night

>I'm once again walking through the empty community center and to the entrance of the building

>There I'm greeted by my wife parked out in front

>I walk up to the car and open the door, taking a seat on the passenger side

>"Well, how was it?" She asks

>I look over to my wife in all her cute, furry glory

>Massive rounded ears, long twitching whiskers, big black eyes, and two big buck teeth hidden behind her lips

>Of all the hamsters in the world, she's the cutest

>"It went well." I respond. “We all had a good long talk on why letting others harm you is a bad thing, no matter how much it gets your rocks off."

>She nods her head approvingly and reverses out of the parking lot

>"Good, because the next time we screw we're doing it with the lights off, missionary position, under the covers, and holding hands. No fangs, claws, or strips of honey laced with cheerios will be involved!"

>"So vanilla." I grumble back

>"I'd rather be vanilla than end up as 'the hamster who chewed off her husband's dick' you know."

>"Fair, fair." I respond, as we drive out of the parking lot towards home