She was stuck, so she got stubborn.

There was no way to unmask and protect her identity.
She was stuck.
'Fuck them,' she decided.

Batgirl used her Training to try and focus on other things, ignoring the irritation and discomfort that her trademark mask was now causing her.

"Are you going to take it off," Jervis asks.
She shakes her head.
"That was a mistake then, Alice."

He signals for the men to approach and grab her.
She tries to resist, but is stuck.

"You want to know why you're so dumb, Alice," he asks her, getting really close.
She says nothing.
"Because I already know your old identity...Barbara."

WTF?!?

"You think we didn't look 'under the hood' while you were out? HAHAHA.
Your defiance gains you nothing...but more punishment."

The men lock her legs as Jervis begins to touch her all over, especially enjoying her young tits.
He goes behind her and does her bra, which she can't do anything about.

Her tits are exposed as her bra is tossed away.

"My Alice doesn't wear that kind of slutty, black underwear. These need to go too..."

She cries out and struggles as her panties are pulled down and removed once Jervis steps away.

"I guess you want your new wardrobe, right? Ask me for it...nicely."