She loses her dignity (and more)

"New command- remove the rest of her outfit. I need Alice naked," The Mad Hatter says into his device.
"Alice naked," the men repeat in unison.

'Alice...naked,' Catwoman thinks, 'Oh...shit.'

"I'm not Alice. I'm not Alice," she cries out, "She's Alice."

In desperation, she points towards a Statue of a Greek Goddess in the same room.
The men look at it for a moment.

'Now to make my...break...ah...shit...stuck.'

The men all turn back towards the cornered Catwoman now, the trick only buying her precious seconds to make a futile attempt at escape.

As they get closer, she kicks at them with her right leg, doing the only thing she can.

Her imprecise strike is easy for one of the men to catch, holding her leg out now and keeping her very off-balance.
He begins to tear at the purple garment.

'I could have given them scissors,' The Mad Hatter thinks, 'Then again, this is kind of more fun.
Plus, she probably would have grabbed some- just as well.'

Catwoman's whole right leg is exposed now.
Figures- she didn't get to shave yet this week!

Her plight only increases as the rest of her clothes fare no better!

Her bottoms are gone as another pair of men grab her other leg- bracing her hard against the wall- and rip that bit of clothing off as well.

Her abdomen and chest are exposed next, her big tits flopping free as the built-in bra on her costume is removed.

The Mad Hatter likes what he sees.

Her sleeves are next and then it is just her mask.

"Please stop this, Jervis. Don't unmask me. I'll...I'll do anything," Catwoman begs.