Yes. Too much, actually.

Inga smiled as wide as she could. The stinging pain of these right angles was actually rather pleasant in the right amount. She willfully threw the metallic shower across her strained face and allowed the sensation to roll around it. Whoops. We found a weak blood vessel. Maybe even cutting herself does not feel too wrong, after all.

How long until she just pushed them into the sides of her upper neck? Would that be hazardous enough to not be worth the perverted pleasure? She needed something to distract herself from the intricacies of bloodletting more than she knew.