She doesn't get the chance.

"If it would please the Queen, I would be happy to do it for her," The Mad Hatter says, seemingly popping out of the shadows.
"No, not him! Never," Catwoman says, showing some spirit.
"Such defiance! Such anger! You didn't learn your lesson, cat," the Red Queen says, "Guards- Position S."

The two men go over and grab Catwoman, pulling her to her feet. One gets on his hands and knees and the other forces the villain to lay across his back. He stands over, keeping her down with one foot.

"You have two options, Cat. One- ask this nice man to rub your ass and make you feel better. Two- take a second round of spankings on your dirty, red ass."

Batgirl is mortified! There is no good option- only worse ones.

Catwoman sighs. She knows what she has to do.

"Will you rub my ass and make it feel better, sir?"
"Was that good enough for you," the Queen asks.
"...nah. I want her to mean it."
"You heard him. Say it like you mean it, Cat!"

Where are her damn Henchman when she needs them?!? Damn Jewish Holidays!

"Would you please rub my sore, red ass and make it feel better, sir? I would really appreciate it greatly."
"That better?"
"It will do, for now."

The Hatter smiles and grabs a bottle of off-brand skin lotion (with the tag ripped off). He coats his hands in the stuff and starts to rub the helpless Catwoman's ass!

He spends more time fondling her ass cheeks than actually applying the balm that she needs. In many ways, it hurts more than it helps. That can't be an accident.

Eventually, the stuff starts to work in spite of the creep's grabby hands. Catwoman can't help but meow a little.

"Alright- enough of that. It is time for your punishment, Alice. How do you plead?"
"Innocent. 100% innocent!"
"She skulked around your Kingdom, your highness," the Mad Hatter says, just resting his hand on Catwoman's ass.

Batgirl can't deny this, of course. She also can't think of a defense for herself.

"You are very guilty, little Alice," the Red Queen says, "Your punishment shall be..."