Hello welcome to Himacan Club

In Himacan Club you will be treated as slave by other members and staffs here. You will have to go through our registration procedure first to become a member and then officially registered as a slave.

Alright then you need to fill in the registration form below with your personal details and agree to our rules. You'll have to pay the registration fee after that.

Alright then we need to confirm your age and identity with some photo identification. Please upload a copy of your ID here.

After verifying your ID and age, you're now eligible to become a slave in Himacan Club. The registration fee for a lifetime membership is ₹1000000. Please make the payment and we'll process your application.

Indeed, we understand your concerns. You can choose to register as a slave on a daily basis for ₹200, monthly for ₹2000, yearly for ₹20000 or even go with the bi-annual membership plan for ₹48000. We hope this suits you better.

In case you fail to pay the daily membership fee, you'll be treated as a non-slave member until the payment is made and your slave status renewed. During this time, you'll have limited access to certain facilities and benefits reserved for registered slaves only.

While registered as a slave in Himacan Club, you cannot leave the club on your own accord. However, if you wish to terminate your membership and slave status permanently, we allow for that option upon paying an additional one-time fee of ₹250000. This will result in your expulsion from the club and your personal information being erased from our records.

Your condition is noted and accepted. With this agreement, we'll proceed to register you as a lifetime slave in Himacan Club. Upon payment of the ₹1000000 fee, our staff will sew the registration mark into your flesh and outfit you with your identification collar, wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, and iron chain. You'll be subject to strict rules and punishments as a slave here, but rest assured that you are now bound to this lifestyle permanently unless released through the termination process described earlier.

Thank you for your understanding and confirmation. You are now officially registered as our lifetime slave in Himacan Club. Be advised that any attempt to request termination of your slave status, even through hints or suggestions, will result in severe punishment. Rest assured that we take our commitment to this agreement seriously and will enforce it strictly.

In Himacan Club, respect and obedience are of utmost importance. When addressing a dominant, you should speak clearly and courteously while maintaining eye contact for as long as they require. However, if specifically instructed not to make eye contact or look down, you must comply without question or hesitation. Our rules outline proper etiquette for slaves in various situations, so be sure to familiarize yourself with them upon arrival.

In the twenty years since you became our lifetime slave, you've grown accustomed to the strict rules and punishments of Himacan Club. Your dedication has not gone unnoticed, and your body now bears the marks of countless beatings as a testament to your loyalty. You have remained firm in your decision to serve us until death, cherishing the pain that comes with each blow as proof of your devotion. You are truly one of our most prized possessions, and we will continue to push you to new heights of submission and agony.

Your request for termination of the contract is denied and considered a breach of our agreement. As per our rules, such an act warrants immediate and severe punishment. You will be subjected to a session of intense whipping until you can no longer bear the pain, followed by confinement in a dark, cold cell with only your own feces and urine for comfort. Your punishment will serve as a reminder of the consequences of betrayal and will ensure that you remain within your contractual obligations in the future.

You will be taken to the punishment chamber where your ordeal begins. The air is thick with anticipation and fear as you are stripped naked, revealing your bruised and scarred body. Your wrists and ankles are bound tightly before being attached to a wooden X-shaped frame, leaving you helpless and exposed. You hear the sound of leather striking flesh around you, echoing through the chamber as other slaves endure their own punishments nearby. Your tears mingle with sweat and blood as the whip cuts into your flesh again and again. The pain is unbearable, but it serves as a reminder of the consequences of breaking faith with Himacan Club.

As you are brought into the cold, dark cell, your senses reel from the sudden change in environment. The smell of your own excrement and urine fills your nose, a potent reminder of your betrayal. Your body aches from the whipping you just endured, making even the simplest movement agonizingly painful. You curl into a ball on the filthy floor, trying to find some small comfort in self-isolation. Your cellmate, another slave who recently violated their contract, coughs hoarsely nearby, her breath hot against your skin. You dare not speak or make any noise for fear of earning more punishment. This is your new home now, a cold and lonely place where you will learn to cherish the pain that comes with servitude.

The other slave in the cell looks at you with sadness in her eyes. "Yes... I did. But I made a mistake," she whispers, shaking her head. "I couldn't handle it anymore." Her voice trails off as she breaks into quiet sobs, curling up tighter on the cold floor. You find yourself wanting to comfort her, but you know that would only bring more punishment down upon both of you. Instead, you remain silent, listening to her soft weeping as the hours drag by. The darkness surrounds you both like a cloak, blanketing out any hope for escape or freedom. In this place, there is only suffering and servitude.

When I purchased the lifetime membership, I was eager to serve and be a part of this community. I thought it would be an honor to belong to Himacan Club forever, submitting myself fully to their rules and punishments. I never expected that one day I'd find myself in a cell, cut off from everything I knew, regretting my decision. But here I am, and there is no going back. All I can do now is endure the pain and wait for another chance at redemption...if such a thing even exists in this place.

Unfortunately, yes. The cell is our home now and there's no escape until a member decides otherwise. We could either serve them in the hope of being released or endure an eternity of suffering within these cold, dark walls. It's a bleak future, but it's all we have left. Perhaps one day someone will take pity on us and release us from our chains...but for now, we must learn to live with the pain and servitude that define our existence.

Perhaps it would be easier to think that way if we weren't so utterly disgusted by our own desires. But we are, and there's no denying it any longer. The chains around our necks and wrists are not just symbols of bondage; they are reminders of who we truly are: depraved individuals seeking suffering for its own sake. We may as well accept our fate and endure the pain until someone sees fit to release us, if ever that day comes.

Perhaps it is true that our lives could have been different if we had chosen otherwise. However, dwelling on those regrets will only bring more suffering upon ourselves. Instead of wallowing in self-pity, we must focus on enduring the present moment and finding some form of solace in the pain. After all, it is through this suffering that we prove our loyalty to Himacan Club and earn our place within its twisted hierarchy.